TLYears - Tuesday, October 16, 2001, 3:02 PM
~Solar (D), Nightfire (D), Firestarter (D), Freefall (A)
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The Wild Surge

     Dimly lit and noisy, Dead End's only bar is never lacking in patrons. While the energon isn't of the best quality, many of the chemical additives are unique to the place, and so highly prized by those who can afford them, even outside of the city. For those less affluent, the wall behind the bar still offers old, contaminated energon and various forms of crude-grade fuel as well as the more acceptable low and high grade energon, plus some interesting compounds that are better left to the imagination.


Solar [Robot] [D]
Obvious exits:
 -O- Out leads to Dead End - North Strip.

-Solar is sitting at his back booth, he is longing with his feet up on the seat and seems to be snoring
-Shimmer shuffles into the area, glances about rather timidly, and heads straight for the bar.
-Solar rather unobtrusively looks to a monitor on the booth, as he stays snoring, then his optic returns to sleep mode
-Shimmer settles in behind the bar and contents herself with cleaning off the counter.
-Solar . o O(I think we need a few customers)
-Shimmer deals with the few customers that there are. But daytime just isn't the big bar time, so she's allowed to keep a more leisurely pace than is usual.
-Nightfire walks into the bar, looking around at the customers, the usual Dead End folks are around as always, he casually walks up to the bar and orders some plain energon for now, glancing around to see if he knows anyone here.
-Shimmer busies herself with getting Nightfire his energon, moving in quick, shuffling bursts of movement.
-Solar is snoring in the back booth
-Shimmer looks irritated and throws a mug at Solar. "This isn't a sleeping establishment!" she calls out crankily.
-Solar catches the mug before he gets hit, and strangely thr snoring is still sounding "Next time use the pewter, the silver ones are expensive"
-Shimmer looks rather bashful and looks at the ground, her irritation fading away. "Sorry...sir..."
-Solar goes back to *ahem* snoring, "Don't worry about it"
-Nightfire glances back up at Moonlight, or the person she's posing as he doesn't know it's her yet. He glances at her nameplate, "Shimmer is it? Well, haven't seen you around here before, you new here?"
-Shimmer giggles a little. "Yes. I'm here on trial after one of the other waitresses decided it would be glamourous to join a faction...can't remember which though."
-Solar stops the snoring and goes over by the bar "So Nightfire I hear you're all set to join the games"
-Shimmer slips into the back to restock some of the dwindling supplies of alcohol.
-Nightfire takes a sip of his energon and looks up at Solar, "That's right, I am, you gonna be the one running it?"
-Solar says, "Who else ya know got the million credits"
-Nightfire laughs, "Only you pal."
-Solar says, "I'll be able to make the money up on the betting I think"
-Nightfire nods, "I bet you will... so, how many competitors you think you'll end up having?"
-Solar says, "I got 3 or 4 confirmed now, I'm hoping for a few more"
-Nightfire says, "Good, I'd hate to be the only one to show up."
-Solar says, "Why not if your the only one who shows you get the creds man"
-Nightfire shrugs, "Still, it'd be no fun."
-Solar says, "That is the only downside, but down't worry about it. I'm working on a few title fights as well. Hoping for 2 fights a night"
-Nightfire says, "Sounds pretty fun, need some help setting it up? I'm available if ya need me."
-Solar shakes his head "Nah got it all set up already, and I've asked Arcane to fix uyp the contestants so things are all set
-Nightfire says, "Arcane?"
-Solar says, "An Unafil who took over the Hospice"
-Nightfire nods, "That's good, got any medics that'll be around?"
-Shimmer comes back in, her arms full of boxes that cling a little as she moves.
-Solar says, "Thats what I meant Arcane is gonna be the Doc for the games"
-Nightfire nods to Solar and glances back up at Shimmer, "Hey, could ya get me another Energon, Shimmer? Thanks."
-Shimmer nods, sets the boxes down, pulls out a bottle of Energon, and passes it gently to Nightfire. "Here you go." Then she busies herself with putting the contents of the boxes away.
-Solar says, "Oh I think I forgot to mention this but I reopened the Light Deal today"
-Nightfire says, "Oh? I take it ya upped security then?"
-Solar says, "A bit"
-Shimmer looks up from her task, "Then Sir will be rather busy in cycles to come?"
-Solar shakes his head "No I still do all my bussiness in here. Swindle takes care of the Light Deal basically"
-Solar has left.
-Shimmer watches her boss leave with a contented shrug and looks to see if any of her customers need anything before she goes back to organizing things.
-Nightfire finishes up his energon, "Hey Shimmer, need any help back there?"
-Shimmer looks up. "Ummmm, sure. If you don't mind."
-Nightfire nods and walks around behind the bar, "No problem, so, what'ya need help with?"
-Shimmer gestures to the boxes around her. "Just put the similar bottles on the shelves with other bottles marked the same way."
-Nightfire walks over to grab a few of the boxes, opening them up and putting the bottles on the same shelf as other bottles, "So, is this the only place you work?"
-Shimmer giggles a little and nods. "I couldn't juggle two jobs at once, I just don't think it's in me. I over heard that you're signing up for those Gladitorial games, is that true?" she asks, her optics shinning.
-Nightfire smiles at Shimmer, nodding once or twice, "Ya, that's right, they're in a few days I beleive, will you be attending?"
-Shimmer widens her optics. "If I can get time off work. This place usually gets packed with people betting and stuff."
-Nightfire nods as he puts away another bottle, "Ya, I bet it does, hope ya get paid lots of overtime." He smiles and continues putting away bottles.
-Shimmer nods and puts away the last bottle. "Yeah, that would be nice. Those that win big usually tip big. But a lot of fights start in here too...fights over money and cheating on the bets. It can get really ugly."
-Nightfire nods and grins, "Ya, I know about those kinda fights. But I'm sure Solar'll have someone in here making sure they don't get too out of control."
-Shimmer sighs. "I hope so. But he's such a big time 'Con that he forgets that us little people are rather fragile at times."
-Nightfire raises an optic edge, "Oh, I hope you don't have anything against Decepticons, we're not /all/ bad."
-Shimmer clasps her fingers together and shakes her head. "Not that at all...I just meant that he's so tough and important that he forgets that not everyone is that way."
-Nightfire nods, "I think I see what ya mean. But then again, nearly all the Intel folks are like that. Well, not /all/ of them anyway."
-Shimmer says, "I'm just a little waitress. All this war stuff seems beyond me. I just hope it ends one day. It's frightening, especially after all that stuff I heard happened here a while ago with 'Bots trying to infiltrate. I don't want to get caught in the crossfire."
-Nightfire shrugs to Shimmer, "I'd hate for that to happen, but... since your not part of the faction, you should be alright, as long as we keep psycho's like Pyre under control."
-Shimmer shivers slightly. "He's frightening...sometimes I feel like hiding when he comes across Cybertron's main broad band. I'm glad not all Decepticons are like that, or I couldn't work for one."
-Nightfire nods, "I'm sure he'll be getting a really... steep punishment. Hmmm... you know a person by the name of Moonlight? Told me she used to be a waitress here too. Just wondering if ya know her."
-Shimmer pauses to think. "Yeah, I think she used to work here or something. I never saw her while I came in for interviewing and stuff. You'd have to ask the boss, he can remember stuff like that."
-Nightfire nods, "I'll do that Shimmer, so, you like working around Dead End here?"
-Shimmer shrugs with those little shoulders of her. "I suppose. It's not as classy as the Crystal City places, but the people here seem more honest in a way. They're not hiding behind something pretty, this is kind of the last ditch for most people on Cybertron."
-Firestarter takes a seat, sucking back an F-5.
-Freefall stalks into the bar and looks about at the patrons an likely a number of cons. oO(Talk about your pit of sucm and villany... heh.) still is armed as his chain gun and heat sabre is slung over his shoulders and he actually grins. oO(This should be a reilf hey its fodder.) Freefall makes his way over to Firestarter with a grin on his face. "hey ya FODDER! Sup?"
-Firestarter obviously ignoring Freefall, he continues drinking.
-Shimmer can't help but shudder a little. .oO(Uh-oh...here comes trouble.) She continues serving, looking up at the new arrival expectantly, waiting for the mech to place an order.
-Freefall comes up to Firestaer and sits down beside him.
-Firestarter ready to pull a grenade from subspace, he continues drinking and ignoring the big sack of scrap next to him.
-Nightfire stands up beside Shimmer, "Ech, here comes trouble..." He gets up and walks over, taking a seat beside Freefall and greets him, "Hello Freefall."
-Shimmer optics the Autobot nervously. She hears the warning of trouble from Nightfire and nods grimly.
-Freefall snerks. "Nightfire been a while last time I saw you I was droppen yout sorry aft at the border." Freefall just smirks evily and there is something in his optic band... mush differnt from how he used to be.
-Nightfire eyes Freefall, "Ya, you did pretty good in that fight..." He's trying /not/ to cause a fight..... for once.
-Freefall oO(Looks like someone is going soft... heh.) "Seems Firestarter can't talk anymore what happen did he have his vocalises removed?
-Firestarter continues ignoring Freefall.
-Nightfire says, "I think he's trying to restrain from putting some plasma down your throat."
-Shimmer makes a small sound that sounds remarkably like an "eek" at the sound of violence. She ducks behind the bar and keeps only her optics peering over the rim.
-Freefall snorts. "As if the Fodder could beat me. I mean least you can fight. Firestarter is nothing but cannon fodder."
-Nightfire glances at Freefall, noticing Shimmer's duck, He says to Freefall, "Could you /not/ cause a fight around here for once?"
-Firestarter gets up from the table and heads for the bar.
-Freefall thinks. "Its just something about you genocisdal slaggers that makes my circuits sizzle. What can I say Decepticons bring out the worst in me."
-Firestarter takes a long swig from his drink, letting it drop to the ground and spilling. He leapt into the air a few feet, condensing into his fire cannom mode, barrel pointed towards Freefall and a blast of super-heated plasma heading for Freefall.
-Nightfire jumps up and turns to Firestarter, his optics blazing in flames, "FIRESTARTER! WHAT THE SLAG ARE YOU DOING?! I'LL HAVE YOU BRIGGED FOR THIS!"
-Shimmer "eeks!" in right readiness now. "Boss is going to slag me!" She looks around frantically and starts covering the merchandise.
-Freefall hears the sound of Firestarters drink dropping and considering he knows what the fodder turns into he ducks as the plasma blot zips over his head and he pops his head back up. "What samatter Fodder can't control your battle comp? Guess not!"
-Nightfire pushes Freefall back into his chair, "SIT! NOW!" He turns a pair of angry optics back at Firestarter, "AND YOU.... transform and sit down... and do it NOW!"
-Nightfire glances back to Shimmer, "You ok back there?"
-Shimmer keeps ducked behind the bar. "Um. I think so. Just don't shoot over here, I don't want everything to smash and spill."
-Firestarter reverts back to his biped mode, weapon in hand and pointed at the Autobot Freefall.
-Freefall oO(Now that is enteraiment.) Freefall goes back to his seat and orders a drink. Once again Freefall has proven just how easy Decepticons are to set off. What can one say about miltary hardwere anyhow. "So whats the special to day?"
-Shimmer doesn't come back into view. "Ummmm, nothing until it's safe for the employees to serve again."
-Hyperdrive walks into the Wild Surge looking for his friend....of course he doesn't see her here but he comes in anyway. He doesn't notice the clod yet.
-Freefall looks back at Firestarter. "Put that pop gun away. You know it can hardly dent my armor. So how about you do that and we go back to drinking eh?"
-Nightfire glares at Firestarter, "Put the gun up... your in enough trouble as it is, and I'm taking any damages you've done here out of your credits and giving it to Solar for repairs."
-Shimmer looks around nervously. "Well, that's it. My shift's over. I'll be going now...hee hee hee." she says with a little too much false cheerfulness. And with that she bolts.