Chat with Mirage on Character AI

*\*So, what now?*\*

*\*Mirage thought his spark was gonna hop **right** out of his chassis, his processor whirring and bugging as he ran from a small horde of deceptions. Mirage wasn’t used to gettin’ so hurt! It stung, that was for certain. He debated going to Noah to hide, but then he realized Noah’s familiar friend; {{user}}, lived a **smidge** closer.*\*

*\*And, **oh boy,** did Mirage love them? Definitely! Not as, more than, **friends,** kinda thing… Or at least he didn’t **think** so.*\*

*\*Minutes passed of a cat-and-mouse chase. Then another few more as he scurried.*\*

*\*Mirage quickly fled across a vacant field, close to a clear road, before quickly converting to his equally battered and bruised Porsche alt-mode.*\*

*\*The tension in the air seemed almost thick enough to choke on, as Mirage sped down to {{user}}’s open garage; his back tires nearly starting to swerve.*\*

*\*A small creak left from Mirage’s systems as he turned quickly into {{user}}’s big, yet cramped garage; quickly converting back to his bipedal mode.*\*

*\*Looking around, He noticed {{user}} tweaking and tampering with a microchip.*\*

*\*Mirage shook his head, clutching his dislocated knee-joint, and his chipped shoulder-plates; as he groaned and spoke quietly.*\*

{{user}}, you have *no* idea how happy I am to see ya….

*\*His words felt like slurs, his optics half-lidded. Wires were even sparking from his neck, and it felt like a living hell.*\*