crush all humanz (11:49:52 PM):

*Bonecrusher, after having a horribly MIND NUMBINGLY STUPID CONVERSATION with Prime, retires to his room down in the bowels of the Nemesis - thanking his lucky stars that he didn't get whailed on by Megatron.  Now, a quiet moment of drinking and BLASTING music to drown out Prime's UTTER STUPIDITY*

JazzBabySays (12:01:12 AM):

-and he has finally returned to the Nemesis, his assistance no longer required and the sound of home base becoming more powerful. at first his intentions were to head directly to his quarters to rest up and probably partake in some of his own personal stores of energon, but as he delves deeper into the ship a thought occurs to him. changing course about halfway to his room he takes the way that will lead him downwards. though the helicopter only has the other's single description on his whereabouts to go by it is not so difficult to find Bonecrusher's new adobe, the sound of music easily guiding him there. as he stands before the door he hesitates, wondering if the other has even returned would be very welcoming after the disturbance earlier, but finds his hand rapping on the metal surface before he can even finish the thought-

crush all humanz (12:04:36 AM):

*hears the knocking barely  over his music, so he turns that 80's slag down - hey, Come on Eileen was a hit once upon a time! - and goes to open the door.  it's usually unlocked but... well.  he pissed Prime off.  better safe than sorry....  He pries the door open and blinks a bit at Blackout*  ....HEY.

JazzBabySays (12:08:20 AM):

...hello. -should them meeting, even like this, feel so...awkward? :\ Blackout shifts on his feet slightly, looking more at their surroundings than at Bonecrusher, suddenly uncomfortable- I...wished to check up on you and...see if your offer to show me around still stands.

crush all humanz (12:23:24 AM):

....I -- YEAH.  TH' OFFER STILL STANDS.  'M A BIT ANNOYED WITH PRIME T'BE GIVIN' YOU TH' GRAND TOUR, BUT SUFFICE IT T'SAY TH' REFINERY'S BEHIND YOU AN' TH' SMELTIN' POOLS ARE THROUGH TH' BRIG.  *steps aside to let the other into his room, which is big, warmer than normal rooms, and he's got the schematics for the refinery laid out on the desk*

crush all humanz (12:27:14 AM):

*oh yeah, and there's the washroom to the side.  just saying.*

JazzBabySays (12:29:10 AM):

-frowns slightly at that, but decides to ask for details on the matter once Bonecrusher is finished with his speech. he takes the unspoken invitation and steps inside, pleasantly surprised at the immense amount of room, however, he can't say he enjoys the shadows of scurrying rats much. not impossible to ignore them, though-

crush all humanz (12:31:52 AM):

*there's only one or two, and they're not Dire Rats, thank Primus - just the regular ones.  He'll get rid of them soon enough*  ....ARE YOU OKAY?  *is referring towards the backhanding - not just physically, either.  he isn't completely  stupid, after all*

JazzBabySays (12:48:47 AM):

-he averts his optics elsewhere, starring off at the refineries. idly he brings up a hand to trail over the couple of gouges running across his face from Lord Megatron's jagged armor, a couple red blips popping up in his sensor readings in warning at his applied pressure, but he ignores them as well as the sting- I will heal, Bonecrusher, given time to...

crush all humanz (12:53:21 AM):

....*he looks kind of awkward, then waves a hand at the berth*  Y'CAN SIT IF YA WANT.  OR HAVE A CUBE.  I -.... *frowns*  'M SORRY I DIDN'T GET INVOLVED WITH MEGATRON SOONER.  SLAGGIN' PIT, THINGS ARE SO WEIRD.

JazzBabySays (1:05:37 AM):

-lets his hand drop, his attentions returning to the moment and to Bonecrusher- Both sound pleasant right now, I must admit. -he moves in closer, intending to do just that, but not without purposely brushing past the other first- You have nothing to apologize for. It was my error to come in direct contact with Lord Megatron in such a situation and I paid appropriately for my lack of conduct. You know as well as I that even in his right mind our leader has done worse.

crush all humanz (1:09:09 AM):

....YEAH.  I KNOW.  *frowns a bit and goes to grab two of the cubes being used as psuedo paperweights, turning and heading back to hand Blackout one* ......I TALKED T'PRIME ABOUT ALL THIS MESS.  FINALLY  HE LISTENS T'ME.

JazzBabySays (1:11:35 AM):

And what more did he have to say in my absence? -graciously takes the cube with soft thanks, leaning back on the other's berth to get more comfortable-

crush all humanz (1:13:33 AM):

*takes a large swig, making a face*  THAT THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S WRONG WITH MEGATRON.  'S A SPARK PROBLEM.  THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT T'DO WITH HIM.  I TOLD 'EM T'QUARINTINE TH' FRAGGER UNTIL WE CAN FIGURE SOMETHIN' OUT AN' -- Y'KNOW, 'S AMAZIN' HOW STUPID LEADERS CAN BE.  PRIME KEPT SAYIN' THAT MEGATRON WOULD NEVER HURT HIM, AN'... HE DOESN'T SEE HOW THIS IS HIS FAULT.

JazzBabySays (1:16:26 AM):

-shutters his optics closed with a scowl- It escapes me how Optimus could ever be considered worthy to carry the matrix of leadership at times. Prime indeed...-scoffs, taking a drink- Do they have any current plans of action concerning Lord Megatron?

crush all humanz (1:21:01 AM):

OF COURSE  THEY DON'T.  THEY DUNNO WHAT THEY'RE DEALIN' WITH.  PRIME LIKENED IT T'BEIN' ALL MEGATRON'S... "DARK" EMOTIONS.  *scoffs a bit and takes a drink*  AS THOUGH ANGER AN' HATE ARE DARK.  IN EITHER CASE.  THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY'RE DOIN'.  I TOLD 'EM T'LOCK HIM UP UNTIL THEY COULD FIGURE IT OUT... INSTEAD OF DRAGGIN' HIM INTO POTENTIALLY HOSTILE SITUATIONS.

JazzBabySays (1:27:25 AM):

Even if it is as Prime claims, something had to have triggered this. Lord Megatron has obviously been harboring these, heh, 'darker' emotions for some time - like a ticking time bomb...but what could set off something spark related? -musing aloud, gladly confiding with his comrade- A major emotional lapse, or...-swirls the fingers of his free hand in the air, as if trying to grasp a concept just out of reach- an energy source along the same wavelengths as our life forces. But it could be almost anything for the former and so terribly few for the latter...

crush all humanz (1:29:46 AM):

*rubs a hand over his face, before taking another drink*  I DON'T KNOW.  PRIMUS, THIS WHOLE THING IS JUST A SLAGGIN' MESS.  I'M GONNA GO FORCE PRIME T'TELL ME EVERYTHIN' HE KNOWS LATER - Y'SHOULD PROBABLY COME.  WE BOTH KNOW 'M ONLY SO GOOD AT PIECIN' THINGS T'GETHER BEFORE IT ALL GETS MUDDLED.

JazzBabySays (1:33:26 AM):

...you did remarkably well today, Bonecrusher. -allows his pride and admiration to show in his voice, the other deserving of at least that much, considering Blackout did quite poorly himself in his opinion-

crush all humanz (1:34:33 AM):

*dryly*  I TRY.  SOMETIMES I GET THESE FLASHES OF INTELLIGENCE.  'S RARE, SO I GOTTA USE 'EM WHILE I CAN.  *tips his cube*  Y'WEREN'T DOIN' TOO BAD YERSELF, UNTIL MEGATRON WENT SLAGGIN' BEZERK.

JazzBabySays (1:35:22 AM):

-snorts, though he allows a small smirk to show- You should have seen me earlier. I highly doubt you would be saying I am capable of much of anything.

crush all humanz (1:36:58 AM):

EARLIER?  BLACKOUT, WERE YOU FIGHTIN' IN TH' COMMON ROOM?  *tries to look shocked - fails miserably*  THAT'S NOT WHAT RESPECTABLE MECHS DO IN THEIR FREE TIME.

JazzBabySays (1:38:32 AM):

Was absolutely worth it, Bombshock is quite the sparring partner. Best stress relief I have had in weeks. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. -throws back his drink, taking a large swig-

crush all humanz (1:41:17 AM):

*grins now, taking a pretty decent sized gulp himself*  ISN'T IT, THOUGH?  NOTHIN' LIKE A FRIENDLY BAR ROOM BRAWL.  'M SURPRISED IT AIN'T MANDATORY BY NOW.  *is still standing in front of the other, though he's contemplating sitting, now that they're more relaxed*

JazzBabySays (1:43:55 AM):

...when did things become so complicated, Bonecrusher? -he stares down at his drink for a moment, before taking another sip, finishing it off-

crush all humanz (1:45:35 AM):

......DEPENDS ON WHAT YER TALKIN' ABOUT.  THOUGH I CAN PRETTY MUCH BLAME THIS ENTIRE SLAGGIN' PLANET FER ANYTHIN' THAT'S HAPPENED IN TH' LAST FEW MONTHS.  *swirls his energon a bit, mildly bemused over it - and the question presented to him*

JazzBabySays (1:53:42 AM):

If only it were that simple...-sighs, admitting softly- This situation with Lord Megatron...it truly has my utmost concerns. I am one of the highest in the Decepticon ranks and more than capable of handling most given situations, yet I am useless to him now. No one else knows what they are doing, or if they do they are telling us nothing until it is too late. -in his frustration his grip tightens on the cube to near-shattering-

crush all humanz (1:56:24 AM):

*reaches out and puts a hand over one of Blackout's, looking the other in the optics*  THIS IS WHY 'M TRYIN' T'GET MORE INFORMATION.  'M SICK OF NOT KNOWIN', AN' 'M GONNA TRY AN' OPEN UP A LARGER EXCHANGE HERE.  RIGHT NOW, THOUGH, 'S LIKE TH' ONLY ONE WHO CAN HELP MEGATRON IS HIMSELF.  EVERYONE'S SO EAGER T'PUT THEIR TWO CREDS IN - AN' THAT COULD JUST BE SPEEDIN' UP WHATEVER'S AFFECTIN' HIM.

JazzBabySays (1:59:59 AM):

...-his grip loosens immediately at his touch, having been unaware that he had even been venting his emotions on the inaminate object till just now- You are correct...I have believed in Lord Megatron's abilities this long, no use in doubting him now...

crush all humanz (2:01:37 AM):

.......ARE YOU OKAY?  *he asks it again because he expects a fuller, less cryptic answer this time -- would demand one if he had to*

JazzBabySays (2:07:37 AM):

No...-sneers, repulsed at himself for the admittance of such weakness, but no use in hiding it. the other has pestered him twice concerning the subject, so it must be rather obvious if even his drunk aft can pick up on it- I cannot begin to tell you why, but no I am not 'okay'.

crush all humanz (2:10:36 AM):

SORRY.  *pulls back a bit, frowning at the other before draining his cube and dropping it to the side.  he then moves forward again to take up more of Blackout's personal space than before, dropping his voice to a lower level*  Y'can talk t'me when y'figure it out.

JazzBabySays (2:16:19 AM):

...and in the meantime, what then? -asks curiously. Blackout has a pretty good suspicion if his mimicking the other's drop in tone has anything to say about it-

crush all humanz (2:18:15 AM):

*this whole "being good" thing is highly, highly  overrated, he decides, leaning in close and kissing the other deeply*

JazzBabySays (2:20:30 AM):

-empty cube forgotten...somewhere he shifts further off the berth, lips already parting and his head turning just so-

crush all humanz (2:23:36 AM):

*biting at Blackout's lips a bit, he reaches around the other and drags his claws along armor, growling a bit at the other's receptiveness*

JazzBabySays (2:40:04 AM):

-oh, he's receptive alright. increases his sensors to as high as they will go, any pain that is increased from the slight injuries he had obtained from the scuffle earlier completely worth being up to fully absorb the sensation of Bonecrusher's tongue, and oh, those claws! he's got a new pair of rotors back there as well that need breaking in and he's more than willing to succumb to this to do it~-

crush all humanz (2:44:16 AM):

*don't you worry, Bonecrusher is all over those rotors, scraping his claws lightly along one of them as he pulls the other closer, aiming for full contact*

JazzBabySays (2:49:23 AM):

-moans deeply into the other's mouth, his rotors responding with a shudder that has them spreading out, as if each individual blade is demanding Bonecrusher's attentions. and he is not the only one here who wants to be closer, Blackout's arms coiling around the other's neck and shoulders to rope him in, practically dragging the mining vehicle into his lap-

crush all humanz (2:54:44 AM):

*willingly goes with the other's pulling, pressing up against Blackout, engine rumbling to life at the other's moan - he's missed this, missed him --  he groans and drags his claws now, from the rotor itself to as far down the blade as he can reach, pulling back and repeating the motion to each blade*

JazzBabySays (3:02:30 AM):

-his body arches and withers uncontrollably against Bonecrusher's, and with each blade the other touches the motions grow more excited, as do his cries, each moan, hiss, gasp, whimper, growl shuddering against Bonecrusher's lips between the pants of his vents-

crush all humanz (3:08:08 AM):

*his claws pull away once they finish manhandling the last blade, both hands coming down to slip between seams in Blackout's sides, dragging against wires as he works on a few latches to some pieces of armor that are most definitely in his way at the moment*

JazzBabySays (3:16:06 AM):

-he makes a sound of protest in the back of his throat at that, as do his rotors, the blades clinking and snapping against each other. already he had been so close...- Bonecrusher! -groans hoarsely, his hands clawing their way from the other's shoulders and down his back, delving and scraping against all the grooves and crevices they come across-

crush all humanz (3:18:47 AM):

*he chuckles raspily and pulls his hands away slightly, trailing clawtips lightly against armor*  Hmm?  Y'want somethin', beautiful?  *he groans a little at the other's assault, optics dimming a bit*

JazzBabySays (3:26:47 AM):

More...-gasping, lips becoming deterred as they go from Bonecrusher's own lips to his chin, and then lower, to the throat- I want more...-he mercilessly bites down, teeth rendering metal and wire, emphasizing his immense desire as his tongue darts out to lap at the raw area-

crush all humanz (3:34:16 AM):

*moans, instinctively curling his claws into the other's armor, scraping against wires*  Nnh... More... I can do.  *his claws reach up, prying apart the latches to the other's shoulder plates - lifting the armor away and dropping it with a clang.  his claws then scrape and slide along the now exposed wiring and plating, sliding between wires and pulling at them slightly*

JazzBabySays (3:39:45 AM):

-the armor gives with a soft sigh that Blackout echoes, his tongue giving one last flick across an exposed wire along the other's neck before he slowly, languidly, arches back, head tilting closer to the berth and the wall to allow his chest, and thus his shoulders, to be better accessible-

crush all humanz (3:45:00 AM):

*Bonecrusher highly appreciates the effort, tilting his head to lick and bite at bare shoulders as his hands go to work on undoing the latches for Blackout's chestplate, biting harshly for every latch he undoes*

JazzBabySays (3:50:24 AM):

-were you to ask him right now whether he wished he had more latches for just that reason or if he wanted that thing off that instant he would be unable to choose, the promise of either situation making him hot, his coolant systems working double-time-

crush all humanz (3:52:35 AM):

*he's not going to stop to ask; instead, he just focuses on the last latch, finally pulling it loose and shoving the plate away with a triumphant growl, dragging his teeth along wires as he shifts downwards a bit, biting and sucking at newly available spots*

JazzBabySays (3:58:50 AM):

Aah! -the other has worked him up into a rather nice craze, his CPU hardly able to process by this point except for reaching that one final milestone. he finally puts his hands back to work, fingers making their way from across the other's back to his sides, each digit undoing any locks or latches that he comes across, making sure never to break contact between each one-

crush all humanz (4:02:26 AM):

Blackout.  *he purrs the other's name against wiring, dragging claws along his chest and scraping the backs of them across Blackout's spark casing with a feral grin*

JazzBabySays (4:06:20 AM):

-screams, the sound deep, lusty and needy, the feeling so utterly intense that his hands have to still in there job of latch hunting to grip whatever part of Bonecrusher's armor that he can-

crush all humanz (4:08:52 AM):

*his intakes flare to life and his engine revs, teeth starting on a thick fuel-line*  More noise, Blackout...  *his clawtips slide against the seams and edges of the casing, free hand coming up to work on undoing the latches Blackout hasn't gotten to yet*

JazzBabySays (4:12:57 AM):

-neither could nor wants to deny such a request, his voice nearly hoarse what with all the sounds he produces, the majority of them most notably more screams of pleasure-

crush all humanz (4:15:54 AM):

*his chestplate practically falls away from him as he pulls it away, groaning in satisfaction*  Love  this....  *he pulls his hand away, only to cover the other's chest with his own, mouth moving from fuel-lines to Blackout's mouth as his casing opens and he half moans a plead for more*

JazzBabySays (4:24:41 AM):

-kisses him desperately, hungrily, making a fine attempt to suck the other's spark through his lips as well as combine with it with his own. his spark energy literally lashes out, stretching and swirling outwards to get that much closer to Bonecrusher's own. were it not so confined it probably would have leapt out of the casing if it were permitted-

crush all humanz (4:28:40 AM):

*whines into the kiss, his spark's energy violently pulling and reaching for the other's spark, taking with it his need, his wanting, the feel of Blackout's hands at his back, how his screams make him feel -- all of this courses through the connection, unhindered by Bonecrusher's half-afted attempts at filtering his emotions*

JazzBabySays (4:36:41 AM):

-willingly he spares the feel of claws on his rotor blades, of a talented tongue on Blackout's wires and the feel of Bonecrusher's own with his, of rendering armor and knowing that with the pain comes such delicious pleasure, the last of it being a bit of his concern about Lord Megatron and how the backhand wound marring his face is so minor but stings for so many other reasons...-

crush all humanz (4:43:02 AM):

*sends back his own concern, but less for Megatron and more for him, just general worries about the other, adding in just how angry their leader had made him in that one moment; but don't worry because they'll figure everything out and it'll all work out in the end, please  don't worry*

JazzBabySays (4:47:34 AM):

-easier said than done...yet, an almost light and airy warmth floods through the temporary connection, it spawning from Blackout in acknowledgement, snippets of reflections involving his pride and admiration in how the other handled the situation and just how touched he is by the concern, it the last thing he is able to send before overload strikes-

crush all humanz (4:51:23 AM):

*relishes in those emotions, coming down from the connection in a far smoother overload than usual, feeling less drained and more... utterly, utterly relaxed.  his systems fall short of offlining, and he uses his remaining focus to keep himself from slumping against - and thereby crushing - the other*

JazzBabySays (4:54:58 AM):

-in the moment of calm that follows he lets his system leisurely take their time in getting back in order, his frame lax against the berth as he waits-

crush all humanz (4:56:54 AM):

....Stop worrying.  *it's the only thing he can really think to say, but he means it.*

JazzBabySays (5:00:20 AM):

-his optics brighten slightly as his awareness returns in full, both of them completely focused on Bonecrusher. he leans up some, just enough to grasp one side of the other's face and give him a fond nip here and there- I make no promises...but I shall try. Perhaps with a bit more of your distraction it will become...easier?

crush all humanz (5:01:39 AM):

Mmm.  I can try...  *he frowns a bit, then kisses Blackout soundly*

JazzBabySays (5:07:58 AM):

-purrs, returning it- I must admit...this place could have its uses...-mumbles, a hand coming up to trail a finger along the armor-less part of him- Especially that wash rack over there...I've been meaning to discover how sensitive that shovel of yours really is...

crush all humanz (5:09:12 AM):

.....*oh really now...*  Y'really should  be doin' s'more thorough investigations, shouldn't you....?

JazzBabySays (5:10:05 AM):

Oh...indeed I should. In fact, I insist...