July 5th, 2002
~Blaster(A), Dirge(D), Sojourn(A)

The Wild Surge - Bar

     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.


Blaster [Comm Center] [A]

Obvious Exits:
 -O- Out leads to Dead End - North Strip

-Blaster is sitting in the corner of the room pertending to be a stero.
-Moonlight is dancing on the bar top...and she's fairly good at it. She seems to be really into what she's doing and currently isn't paying too much attention to the world around her.
-Blaster turns up the music enjoying this femmes good dancin' skillz'.
-Moonlight does this dancing thing from time to time, but never in the Crystal City bars. For some reason the place seems to...pristine. Of course, no one can really tell this just by looking at her. She seems to just be a femme having a good time.
-Blaster laughs to himself almost wishing he could go up and dance but rather stay stealthed until some one who would recognize him comes in.
-Moonlight keeps dancing, but occassionally has to swat the hands of leering mechs away from her legs.
-Blaster sighs at the grabbing slobs but can't do anything about them yet.
-Dirge walks into the bar, a solemn expression on his face. Noticing a crowd of Mechs at one part of the bar, Dirge walks over, curious.
-Moonlight dances away, doing a lot of swirls and turns. She keeps far enough away from the bartender that she doesn't interfere with anyone trying to procure a drink. She stays to her end of the bar and ends up kicking a particularily stubborn and lecherous mech in the face.
-Blaster is continuing to blast music until he see's Dirge walk in then with a sigh he sits there in silence.
-Dirge clears a way through the small crowd by glaring at them. A few older mechs remember who he is and stand aside, while other mechs notice his insigna. His view clear, his solemn face turns to astonishment as he sees none other than Moonlight dancing. He stands there, mouth agape, stunned.
-Blaster notices Dirge not looking so he transforms and goes to the door way like he just entered...
-Moonlight spots the other Decepticon and winks mischieviously at him.
-Sojourn enters into the Wild Surge having a need to look for a new place to hangout since his old haunt in Crystal City is now under the control of the Cons. It quite obvious from the look on his face that he isn't very pleased with having to find a new hideaway that he can relax in without having to go all the way back to Monacus.
-Finally recovering, Dirge shouts to Moonlight, "What are you DOING?"
-Blaster shifts the corners of his mouth as he hears Dirge yell out before glancing back to Sojourn and waves.
-Moonlight doesn't miss a step. "I'm picking a fight. What does it /look/ like I'm doing?" Her tone is rather sarcastic, but not really mean.
-Sojourn sidesteps the crowd with a dark scowl on his face. Having been facing toward the back of the bar he doesn't notice Blaster. He continues to head toward the back of the bar and slips into a darkened booth at the very back. It seems as though he is muttering to himself about something or other and mixed with his cross face, it's easy to tell he's in no mood to be trifled with.
-Dirge can't believe there would be members within the Decepticon ranks who...dance on bartops. He folds his arms across his chest, gives Moonlight a final, disapproving glare, then walks away from the crowd to the other side of the bar to order a drink. He'll be needing an extra strong one now.
-Blaster strides up to Moonlight. He doesn't need to brush through the crowds but rather dance through them as his speakers are up full blast again. Optics blinking.
-Moonlight finishes dancing when the song ends. She throws back her heads and laughs out peals of laughter. She shakes her head in amusement.
-Sojourn looks around for a waiter and upon seeing one, waves the mech over. He gives the waiter a stern look and lays out his order for the waiter, making very clear what it is he wants and how it is made. He then dismisses the waiter and waits patiently for his drink.
-Moonlight stays on top of the bar for a few moments and surveys her 'domain'. Then she jumps lightly down from her perch and lands soundly on the floor.
-Blaster watches Moonlight as she leaps a few feet away from him. Then with a smile he asks, "Love your beat kid, mind if I buyz ya' a drink?"
-A lone figure in another booth towards the other end of the bar watches Sojourn enter and find a place to sit. Satisfied that Sojourn has settled in, the mysterious figure walks across the bar toward where Sojourn is sitting and slides into the seat opposite of Sojourn. He looks Sojourn over before saying, "Long time no see, Sojourn. Found a new cause I see." The mech laughs at this.
-Moonlight glances over at Blaster and gives him a grin. "Get in line." She points to the throng of mechs trying to press towards her. "You'd think they'd never seen a femme dance before the way they're carrying on. But if it moves you to buy me a drink, I won't say no."
-Blaster shrugs, "Well with those funky rythymz of yours. I couldn't say no." He motions for the tender as he plays a low but rockin' tune.
-Dirge is sitting at the bar, two Omegaritas and a F-5 in front of him. He plays with one of the glasses, deep in thought.
-Sojourn looks up from his vacant and impatient gaze at the table as the new mech approaches. As he sees the mech before him, his look becomes even less pleased at this stage. "Oh great, Talkor. What the slag are you doing on Cybertron you piece of Monacusian filth?" He says in a low, cold tone. It's very apparent that Sojourn knows this other mech and dislikes him immsensely.
-Silentlight slowly walks into the bar, scanning the area trying to figure out what is going on. He takes a seat in a dark corner by himself where he is out of sight.
-Moonlight sits on one of the cool swivly stools in front of the bar. "So, whatcha up to?" she asks of Blaster, pointedly ignoring the fact that they wear different sigils.
-Blaster hmms, "Not much. Just here for some fun." He glances back at Sojourn and his little friends and just gives a shrugs from what he heard. His optics turn back to Moonlight, "So what'll you have F-5, rasberry fav?"
-Moonlight shakes her head. "Plain enerwine is fine by me."
-Blaster glances back at the waiter, "Enerwine, for the Deceptidivine."
-The mech called Talkor fakes a look of pain at Sojourn's harsh words. "What? No love for me, Sojourn? After all we've been through?" Talkor cracks an evil smile. "I have a little score I need to settle with you." He growls. "You left me on that hellhole of a planet with the cops coming after me."
-Moonlight takes her enerwine and glances around the bar. "Got some sullen looking people around here tonight. Obviously they aren't drinking right." She inclines her head slightly towards Dirge and then to the Autobot in the corner. She also is making no attempt to be quiet or conceal her conversation.
-Silentlight sips a little enerwine in the shadows.
-Blaster shrugs with a grin, "No worries dear don't forget I can hear." He taps his audio sensors and smiles, "So what've you been up ta'?"
-Sojourn gives Talkor a VERY dark look indeed. "And you deserved your fate, you traitorous slagpile. If it hadn't been for my resources, I would be dead right now because of you. You're the one who almost got me busted for sneaking some illegal goods with my normal cargo. I was lucky to be able to talk my way out of it. So no, I don't have any love for you."
-Moonlight waves the hand that's holding her drink. "Oh, same old, same old. Things have been slow lately."
-Sitting in the far corner of the table, Dirge finishes his initial drinks and orders more. He orders a LOT more. Still preoccupied with his own thoughts, he doesn't notice Moonlight sitting with Blaster.
-Talkor laughs loudly. A little too loudly for Sojourn's liking as it is loud enough to draw attention to where the two of them are sitting. "You were always a baby, Sojourn. Always whining about how you almost got caught doing this or that. It's not like I twisted your arm to get you to cooperate with me. You did it of your own free will." Talkor sneers. "So, do your new buddies know of your past job? Or haven't you told them yet for fear they won't accept you anymore?"
-Moonlight glances over at the mouthy mech in the back and frowns. He's ruining the vibe of the place.
-Blaster shrugs and takes a sip of his drink, "So, what were ya' dancin' for?"
-Moonlight looks back at Blaster. "I do it because I like to. If I sit still too long it drives me crazy, so I release it with dancing. Besides, I'm usually quite comfortable in bars. They're like little second homes to me."
-Blaster grins and nods, "And that's 'y I like ya' so far. Most Cons would just shoot every one in here and use the bar a scrap metal."
-Sojourn hisses at Talkor trying to shut him up. "No I haven't told the Autobots what I used to do on Monacus because it's none of their business. And besides, it helps me get some things done for them that need to be done for the Autobots. They really don't ask where I get the stuff from. Now if you'll be so kind as to LEAVE." He puts a very strong emphasis on leave, obviously meaning it. The look on his face also gives the clear sign that he wants Talkor to leave.
-Moonlight makes a face. "I'm woefully undergunned to start /that/ sort of trouble. I cause my trouble in more...subtle ways."
-Blaster hahs and nods, "Well, how's the smuggelin' goin'?
-Silentlight detects Sojourns loud rambling, but decides to do nothing about it and let the subject go as he sits in his little corner
-Moonlight shakes her head. "Not doing much of it now. We don't know where you guys hide yourselves away, Crystal City is under our control, and there's nothing worth spiriting away here. So they give me other miscellaneous duties to perform."
-Blaster smirks, "Well then. Maby you should help us get CC back so ya' can do some more work?"
-Moonlight gives a half-smile. "Better not think I'm that dense, cause I'm not. They don't like traitors in the Con ranks. Don't know so much about you fella's though."
-Blaster shrugs, "Who said anything about traitors. Just leave the back door open." He winks and sips his drink.
-Dirge glares at a Mech who had the temerity to accidently bump him. He finishes the last of his drinks and simply sits there, feeling the effects of excessive energization.
-Moonlight laughs. "But I don't really want to shirk my duties any more than I already have. No offense, but your people should never have gotten their hands on Psykeout...not on my watch."
-Talkor laughs even louder now. His voice carries enough to be heard a fair distance away. "Sojourn, you were always weak especially when it comes to Kylia." He watches Sojourn's expression at the mention of Kylia. He smirks, having gotten a rise that he wants from Sojourn. "Yeah and all your other buddies too that you left. They've been doing REAL good work for me." He shoots Sojourn a dirty look. "Yes, they've all been doing good work, especially Kylia's job."
-A raised voice interrupts Dirge's reverie. He turns around, a little unsteadily at the direction of the voice, and spots a nasty surprise. Moonlight talking...to an Autobot!
-Blaster hahs and shrugs, "Not my department, sorry light. I just tell them where people are and what there saying the rest is up to them."
-Sojourn growls loudly now and stands up, his hand lashing out to catch Talkor around the throat. "You dirty slagpile!" He growls darkly. He hefts Talkor up and launches him toward the far end of the bar and quickly heads after him. Sojourn grabs Talkor and slams his fist into the other mech's face brutally. "I will rend you limb from limb you piece of Monacusian cybertrash." He loud enough to be heard by everybody but he doesn't care. He continues to brutally pound on Talkor.
-Moonlight puts down her drink and approaches the sudden burst of violence. "What's this all about fellas?" she asks with a frown on her face and her hands on her hips.
-Blaster shifts his optics to the scramble and leaps off his stool for the scrapping. It's an Autobot so he's there with a stomp of his foot and his speakers ready to fire, "Chill of now Sojer'! We don't need you gettin' beat up from some low life."
-Sojourn doesn't seem to hear Moonlight as he continues to viciously assault Talkor. It's quite obvious that he's not in the mood to talk and he can't think rationally. It all leads back to the question of who Kylia is and what is her relation to Sojourn that would cause him to lash out so violently on another mech, especially one he seems to know.
-Blaster throws a glass of Energon on the two of them, "Cool off or I blast you guys!"
-Moonlight quickly slides her whip out of where it rests. She turns it on and it crackles to life. With a flick of her wrist she snaps it hard against the air, making a sharp sound right behind the brawling mechs.
-Before Dirge can react to Moonlight being in Blaster's prescence, a scuffle appears between two Mechs. Dirge's attention turns to the the fight. He watches through energon-fogged optics.
-Silentlight continues to sit quietly in his dark corner.
-Sojourn continues to fiercely smash Talkor repeatedly with the other mech not putting up a fight but he has a smile on his face for some odd reason. Sojourn is so completely enraged, he wouldn't even know if he hit a fellow Autobot. Anyone watching this complete mauling, it would seem quite uncharacteristic of someone who normally is easy going. Sojourn seems to show no signs of tiring or letting up as he continues to pound Talkor.
-Blaster shrugs and sighs as he transforms onto the floor, "Moonlight turn off your audio sensors!" With that he unleashes a high pitch blast of sound that wouldn't hurt any one physically just draw their attention and give them a pounding head ache.
-Moonlight rapidly heads the warning and shuts off her audials. Then she cracks her whip again, this time for real. She tries to wrap it around the Autobot to restrain him, hoping to avert an event that will make a big mess of the Surge.
>Moonlight strikes Sojourn with her Energy_Whip attack.
-Dirge orders another drink, and swallows half of it almost immediately upon receiving the glass. In a state of blissful stupor, Dirge turns back to the scene before him, watching with dulled, half-interested optics. Dirge can dimly hear a few Mechs betting with the bartender who would win the fight.
-Dirge hears the high-pitched sound and is slightly startled, but otherwise indifferent.
-Silentlight sits observing the situation, and begins to write up a report in his mind about the happenings at the surge.
-Sojourn feels the sting of the whip and the pounding of the sonic blasts but it only serves to aggrivate him even more. He smashes Talkor to a pulp then looks up, a dark fury burning in his optics, one that won't be so easily quelled. He looks around at the others in the bar and growls loudly. He seems to be looking for someone else to smash hard. It's obvious, however, that when he has simmered down he will have a lot of explaining to do to his superiors in the Bots.
-Moonlight just shakes her head and mutters, "No one ruins /my/ domain." She then tries to grab the berserk mech by the shoulders and swing him away from his victim.
-Blaster turns off his sound quickly and transforms optics blinking firmly rifle now in hand, "STOP IT NOW SOJOURN!" You can tell Blaster is not calm any more and definitely not rhyming.
-Sojourn doesn't seem to hear or see anything except for a dark haze. He feels Moonlight trying to restrain him and lashes out with a hard punch. It's obvious the only thing he's in the mood to do is fight. Fight with anybody or anything that gets in his way. Somewhere deep down inside, he knows he is going to regret this later.
>Sojourn strikes Moonlight with his punch attack.
-From the bar counter, a Mech can be heard remarking loudly, "I'm betting twenty energon chips that big Mech is going to make bolts out of that fem."
-Blaster sighs his electic rifle aimed at Sojourn, "I repeat, halt man. Don't make me.."
-Moonlight's head goes back as she gets a fist in the face. Instinctively she reaches up to feel the bit of moistness that sprung from the wound. She wipes it away with a frown. "Okay, /now/ I'm mad. Someone's got to stop that guy."
-Blaster sighs and closes his optics as he releases the blast relentlessly.
-Sojourn continues to look about, daring anybody to challenge him. He felt his fist impact with the femme's face in a harsh blow but it doesn't seem to phase him any. Somewhere inside he hears Blaster telling him to stop but the fury has gotten to the point that it doesn't register on him. He continues to wade forward, lashing out with random strikes at people who might be in the way.
-Upon finishing the last of his Omegarita, Dirge slides off his seat, and staggers to the scene. Through the energon-induced haze that has settled rather heavily on his cerebral circuits, Dirge realizes it's time to help Moonlight out. Quite unsteadily he walks over, laser primed. He yells out "You...don't...fight...CONS...and GET away with IT!"
-Moonlight puts the whip away and pulls out the true weapons of a bar-room brawl, her own two fists. This is the legacy that her life left her. She knows bars, and she know the tricks as well. She weaves inwards to try and strike back at the enraged mech.
-Quite over-energized, Dirge attempts to aim.
-Blaster flips out his standard "Blaster" And takes a few steps back, "Just.. great."
-Silentlight finally decides that he has seen enough. He stands up and steps out of the darkness. He begins to speak in a loud voice so that all may hear, "ENOUGH! Sojourn, stand down. The same goes to you Blaster. Now, let us try and calm down and think sensibly, if that is possible. Now, I suggest that everyone go back to what they were doing and forget this little incident. Sojourn. Blaster. I will like to see you both tomorrow in my office."
-Blaster snaps as Dirge fires at Sojourn, "Chill out Silent. I did nothing but tried to stop this, when you sat there drinkin'. So don't tell me enough and Dirge stop you litte scruff!"
-Sojourn hears Dirge's bellow and turns to face the mech. It only registers to him as a challenge to battle. He growls loudly in acceptance and lashes out with a mech-rattling smash toward Dirge's chest. He's completely unawares of the attempted attacks on him and he completely ignores everything else now that he has, in his mind, been challenged to a fight by Dirge. He is completely unawares of Moonlight's punch as it doesn't register through all the rage.
-Silentlight turns his head towards Blaster, "I very much am 'chill'. I would just like to speak with you tomorrow."
-Blaster nods, "No problem, it's all on tape." He glances around laser still in hand.
-Rather late, Dirge realizes that the Autobot had tried to attack him. Dirge just stands there, then suddenly breaks out laughing. "Autorat...Scum...Junk..." He raises his laser again, haphazardly aiming.
-Blaster snaps his laser back at Dirge's head, "Drop it."
-Blaster pulls the trigger on his weapon straight for Dirge.
-Moonlight dives out of the way just in time from the erratic shooting of her fellow Decepticon. This place is getting crazy. She jump back on top of the bar, summons all the sound she can muster and bellows out. "STOP!!!!!"
-Dirge frowns. He thinks he made a mistake, but he's not sure. He feels a shot hit his shoulder and unbalanced, he tips over, landing heavily onto the ground. Dirge moans slightly, and closes his optics. Ooo, the world is spinning..
-Sojourn is completely oblivious to the missed attack on him nor does Moonlight's request for stopping the fight. He swings toward Dirge again, not really noticing that he's been blasted by Blaster. He swings his fist in a hard arc, trying to land a vicious blow on Dirge again.
-Blaster shrugs and looks back at Silentlight, "You handle him or shall I?"
-Silentlight is overwhelmed by the chaos and retreats to his corner, "Do as you wish."
-Moonlight glances over at Silentlight, one of the few sane people left here. "Got any ideas? You know this guy better than I do..."
-Blaster nods slowly, "Sojourn, last chance.." He says with his blaster still raised.
-Silentlight puts his head down in his hands and shakes his head, "Your guess is as good as mine."
-While making a trajectory towards the ground, Dirge feels something else smash into his side, and this time it HURT. Oh my, did it hurt. After a moment, the pain hits him and he roars in pain. He is beginning to sober up. He rapidly closes and opens his optics.
-Moonlight frowns...she really doesn't like this at all. "Is he normally this...um...prone to violence?"
-Silentlight lifts his head and nods solemnly, as if feeling defeated in every aspect of his life.
-Sojourn continues to swing wildly at shapes around him. He turns about 180 and faces Blaster though he doesn't realize it. He charges forward, his arms windmilling around trying to hit any and all people in his way. He is so out of it he doesn't notice a any difference between one faction or another. He lets out what sounds like more of a challenging bellow than anything else as he continues forward, swinging his arms around.
-Moonlight shakes her head at the mess that is forming. From her place atop the bar she takes a flying leap at the crazy guy, hoping to knock him to the ground and keep him there. She might not be very heavy, but she's certainly got the enthusiasm and the determination to maybe slow him down a bit.
-Sojourn feels something land on his back and reaches behind him. He stops his charge forward and tries grasping hold of the thing on his back in order to throw whatever it is off him.
-Blaster sighs as he unleashes a fury of electronic energy at Sojourn to slow him down.
-Dirge is still on the floor, moaning loudly. He shakes his head a few times and attempts to sit up.
-Moonlight miraculously keeps a grip around Sojourn's neck despite the shots fired by Blaster and the attempts of Sojourn himself to get her off. Slowly she starts to squeeze, trying to slow down the madly thrashing mech.
-Blaster sighs as he fires off a blast of energy from his speakers to keep him down.
-Silentlight gets up and walks out of the bar, rather disturbed.
-Dirge finally gets into something that resembles a sitting position. He is feeling less over-energized than previously. He places the side of one hand over his side, and feels a hole and something familiarly damp. He pulled his hand away from the hole and looks down at in dismay. It was covered in mech fluid. Cautiously, he peeks at his side, and is appalled at the sight. There is a large hole in his torso. Some of his circuitry has been exposed. His auto-repair system was working overtime to repair the leaks, but it was still gushing like a waterfall. Dirge is now completely sober.
-Sojourn feels the electrostatic energy charge into his systems, stunning him completely at an awkward position. This is shortly followed up by a large blast from Blaster's speakers that is sufficient enough to knock him over with Moonlight still on his back. The effect of him falling backwards is a smashing one indeed.
-Moonlight feels herself fall backwards, but before she can disentagle herself from Sojourn, he falls on top of her. She hits the floor, then he slams ontop of her, and then the world goes black......