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[redshitlord]

HELP OK SO

UM

I NEED TO KNOW LIKE WHAT YOU DO WHEN YOU ASK SOMEONE TO GO DO SOMETHING AND THEY SAY YES

ALSO WHEN YOU KIND OF MAYBE



THINK THEYRE REALLY COOL ??? IN A LOT OF WAYS

TAILGTE SAYS BRING A PRESENT AND TALK ABOUT YROUSELF BUT ?????



HOW DO I DO THIS HELP ITS IMPORTANT

[No, it's really not that important. He's just panicking and completely misreading a situation. Whoops.]

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[redshitlord]

Maybe?

[warandpeace]

Huh.

[Miller just... mostly slept with people with no intention of permanence. Didn't date all that much. And apparently when he did have feelings for someone they were too dumb to notice. So, this is actually a tough question.]

[But he certainly had ways of attracting attention when he was younger.]

I always had good luck just being a fun person to be around. [He used to actually be that, back then.] It drew people in. Meant that I wouldn't weigh them down. [Which he does now... But he's too old to be a young idiot anyway.]

[redshitlord]

[What is sleeping with people.]

Just... be fun?

And that's seriously it?

[There's got to be more to it than that. That just. Sounds too simple.]

[warandpeace]

Think of how many murders and declarations of horrible atrocities have happened on this ship in the past month.

Wouldn't you be happy to be around someone that took your mind off that?

Rare treat. Those people. More important than you'd think.

[redshitlord]

People got murdered here? Already? When did he -- I didn't think he'd done anything yet!

[See, to Sideswipe, the only scary murderer here is Tarn.]

... Y-yeah though, that's why I asked him to go with me. To stop talking about said creepy murderer.

[warandpeace]

Which he?

You mean Tarn. No.

[And Miller might have done a little something to help Cyclonus deal with that if need be. Not a pleasant something.]

Sounds like you're already on the right path. Better to get your minds off of it.

I used to like sunsets. [He still likes sunsets but he doesn't want to admit it here.] There's the observation deck if he wants somewhere quiet and.... I don't know what would be considered fun here. I watched a movie with a friend but that wouldn't be considered romantic. Sometimes that works though.

[redshitlord]

Oh. Theeeeeeeenn I don't know what you're talking about. Sorry, dude.

Okay, watching something, got it. Being charming, got that too.

What about like, presents?

[warandpeace]

If it's a thoughtful one, I guess.

Presents are a little difficult to come by when there aren't many places to shop. So if you don't have a personal one, I would guess showing im a good time would work.

Some people have liked it when I just played them a song or made them food but-

[He has no scope of reference for what might make a good gift to a Cybertronian. Not even a clue.]

[redshitlord]

Uhhh... scrap, okay. This is all really confusing. Movies make it look so easy!

[Oh cry more, robot child.]

Wait, music?

That works?

[warandpeace]

If you're good at it.

[Which is why he was sure to never sing.]

Well... sometimes even if you're bad at it, if you're making it together.

[He comes from the country that gave the world karaoke, which is where that mindset comes from.]

[redshitlord]

I am! I totally am!

... I dunno about him though! But I could make up for it, easy.

[warandpeace]

You got a good knack for appropriate timing? What will cheer him up? Help settle him down?

Listen, it's also okay if you blow it. Just apologize if something goes wrong. Simple as that.

[redshitlord]

Maybe? Dude, I don't know, I've never done this before! Friends, yeah! I've got like a ton of friends but.

Not this?

... are you sure?

[warandpeace]

Yeah. Usually a "sorry" works out fine.

Do or die works better in a fight than a date.

[And then again it strikes him as incredibly strange he's giving dating advice to very large mech people. Well... hopefully they're not all that different.]

[redshitlord]

Okay. So. Be charming, maybe a present, and... if things screw up, then just say 'sorry'?

Is that right?

[warandpeace]

Sounds more simple than it feels, doesn't it?

[redshitlord]

Yeah. Like. A hundred billion times more.

[warandpeace]

I'm almost middle aged by human standards and certain people still make me feel that way.

I'm sure you'll do fine.

[redshitlord]

Middle aged? So... like... what? A thousand?

[warandpeace]

Our lives are a little shorter than that.

I'm thirty-eight.

[Luckily he still looks a little younger. He's vain enough to worry about his appearance. It makes it sort of funny, though, talking to someone that has no concept of human age.]

[redshitlord]

Whoa, seriously?

That's like... younger than me.

[warandpeace]

We only get seventy to eighty some years if we're lucky.

Short lifespans.

[redshitlord]

... wait so.

You're like, almost halfway dead?

[warandpeace]

[And then there's that realization he actually only has twenty more years. Nothing like being reminded you get assassinated in your home and left for days.]

...Something like that.

[redshitlord]

Dude... That's... awful.

I'm sorry.