Transformers Prime - Hazy

Inanimate Enemies

~General Narration: At the set~

    Jasmine walked through the building, papers in her arms, letter concealed against her waistband. She refused to leave it alone. It was her way to get through the days until Sunday. She wanted to have on a whim if necessary.

Meggy: "I'll apologize first."

She nodded at the her friends, Tansha and Yistina and walked over to the woman with auburn hair as she swept through the area, Ariel near her side.

Meggy: "J-Jasmine . . . ?"

The woman sighed, ruffling through some papers, tucking a clump of hair behind her ear. She didn’t need the added stress of seeing the person she’d had such a heated argument with right now.

Meggy: "Uh . . ."

Meggy noticed she wasn't stopping.

Meggy: "Look, I'm really sorry about the other day. I-I wasn't thinking straight, but believe me-."

She stopped short, seeing her keep walking. Jasmine was trying her best not to deal with this right now. Her mind was buzzing with activity and she just wanted to let it settle down until Sunday so she could figure out if it was all for naught.

Meggy: ". . . Jasmine c'mon! Look, I know you probably think I'm some dumb annoying kid, but I'm trying here!"

Jasmine sighed, closing her eyes slowly and reopening them.

Jasmine: "I do not think you're just a dumb, annoying kid, but-."

Ariel was close behind, interjecting, if only out of nervousness to perform her duties. AllSpark knew Akane would be critical of her performance, as he was with all new hires.

Ariel: "Are they bothering you, Ms. Brookes?"

Jasmine groaned; Ariel had been overprotective all day.

Jasmine: "I know it's your first day without Akane and I'm going to say this once: please don't call me 'Ms. Brookes'. If he's not around, I'm Jasmine. And these kids are working on the movie with me. They're fine to be around, but right now, I'm just-."

A 'crack' resonated. Jasmine had walked right into an open door in her attempts to work through the papers, followed by a dull 'thud' as she bounced off the impact into the doorway itself, shoulder-first.

Jasmine: "Son of a fragger!"

She exclaimed, one hand to her nose and forehead.

Ariel: "Ms-. I mean, Jasmine!"

She yelled, kneeling down beside her.

Ariel: "Oh scrap! Are you okay?"

Meggy winced at the bloody nose, screwing her eyes shut as fading screams echoed in her head. The ones she could never place. She was handed a few Kleenex and Jasmine groaned, pressing the tissues under her nose.

Jasmine: "Just my fragging luck . . ."

She murmured, voice stuffy.

Jasmine: "Ugh."

As her hand moved down, a bruise was already starting to form on the bridge of her nose. Ariel winced at the sight.

Ariel: "I'm so sorry, Jasmine, I should've-."

Jasmine: "Should've what? Protected me from a door? No, this one's on me. No matter how embarrassing it is."

Meggy couldn't help the tiny snicker. She had to admit . . . It was sort of funny! Ariel blushed, nodding.