Transformers Prime - Hazy

Akane

Meggy turned to Jasmine.

Meggy: "Sorry-."

Yistina: "She's looking for her best friend. She disappeared like fifteen years ago-."

Meggy: "Yisty!"

Yistina: "Wha-. . . Oh yeah."

Tanisha rolled her eyes.

Tanisha: "Think they sell filters for Yistinas?"

Yistina: "Heeeeeey!"

Yistina crossed her arms.

Meggy: "Sorry again."

Meggy apologized to Jasmine and Akane. Akane raised an eyebrow, thinking for a moment about Emery. Jasmine nodded slowly.

Jasmine: "I'm . . . sure she has plenty of things on her mind. Mistakes happen."

Meggy: "I guess . . ."

Meggy agreed, though she looked nervous about something. Jasmine bit her lower lip lightly.

Jasmine: "So . . . I um . . . I don't know."

She couldn't imagine what else to say in the awkward situation. Mistaken identity was never a fun thing, that was for sure . . .

Meggy: "I think we should head back to the hotel . . . Since we're done."

The girls mumbled their agreements.

Meggy: "See you."

Meggy waved to Jasmine as they walked off. Akane turned to Jasmine, duty taking charge.

Akane: "Are you okay Ms. Brookes?"

Jasmine: "That blue . . ."

She was entranced for a short moment, mind locked on that peculiar shade . . . but she shook her head lightly, chasing those thoughts away.

Jasmine: "Fairytales don't exist. I need to stop getting spooked."

But she still refused to look at him, crossing her arms uncomfortably. She didn't want him to know how traitorous her mind was at the moment.

Akane: "Are you positive?"

He asked firmly, concerned deeply for her. Jasmine nodded slowly.

Jasmine: "I'm . . . I'm fine, Akane. Thank you . . ."

She took a deep breath, glancing over at Angel, knowing instantly from the look on the blonde woman's face that another blue envelope was waiting with bittersweet words inscribed on the paper inside.

Jasmine: "I . . . should go."

Akane: "I will come with you."

He stated firmly. Recently he'd been getting a bad feeling about leaving Jasmine alone, and decided to stay beside her and make sure nothing posed as a threat. Jasmine sighed, already walking over to Angela. She didn't want anyone else to know about these letters, especially Akane. She didn't think he'd take it well considering everything else that had happened.

Jasmine: "Really, Akane. It's fine. I can handle it."

Akane: "I insist."

He placed a hand on Jasmine's shoulder, but as he did there was a laugh in his mind. 'Soundwave! Fer gosh darn sakes yer make'n meh blush!' He pulled away quickly, briefly rubbing his temples. Jasmine took the instance to rush to Angela, slipping the blue envelope into her waistband, concealing it with her shirt. She didn't want Akane to know. She didn't know if he'd . . . understand, per se. But his keen eyes caught it, and he raised an eyebrow again, but remained quiet. She bit her lip, wondering if he'd seen . . . hoping he hadn't but she was too anxious to wait to open the letter.