October 2nd, 2002 ~Omnisaber(U), Slipstream(D), Whiplash(D), Novastar(D), Blitzwing(D), Starfire(U), Resonance(A), Stormhammer(U), Darkmount - Barracks You step through the large and heavy door into an archaic looking cavern. The natural material of the mountain is very much in evidence here, as not much effort was put into making the army's barracks very attractive. With plasma tools and brute hydraulic power, hundreds of cubicles have been carved out in strangely organized rows throughout the room and at multiple levels. The size of the cubicle is a general indication of the rank of the owner, and you'll notice several larger rooms higher up in the cavern, almost as if they were positioned to watch over the troops below. Ghost Omnisaber Slipstream Ru'San Iron Hitch mug Moonlight's Door Severed Head Blackwing's Quarters Warblade's Hanger Aviator's Quarters Firestarter's Quarters Marauder's Bunk Nightfire's Quarters Enfilade's Hooch Shadowfrost's Abode Card Table Blitzwing's Quarters Vortex's Chambers Upbeat's Studio Triage's Room Vivisector's Sector Guest Quarters Diktat's Office Grace's Place Dag's Quarters Firewing's Place Clearblade's Quarters Novastar says, "Novastar here... Starting patrol pattern." -Slipstream sighs and looks around. "At least it will hold for a day or two." Wastelands The Wastelands are a lesser version of the great abandoned zones that stretch over parts of Cybertron. Immediately, you notice how desolate and devoid of life this area seems. Looking back up the mountain range towards Darkmount, you can truly come to appreciate what a formidable fortress the Decepticon Headquarters is as you stare up at the 20,000' cliff. When you finally tear your gaze away from the mountain to look at the uneven and broken surface of Cybertron that makes up the Wastelands, you can't help but wonder if anything *can* survive out here. The area is massive and seems to go on forever in darkness, so you are only able to see a small part of it at a time. An entire army could take refuge here in the broken landscape and you might never see them. Consequently, the area is also useful for more realistic training in the ways of war. As you ponder the immensity of your devastated surroundings, you hear the little noises of unidentified creatures around you. Whiplash [MedusaSaur] [D] Obvious Exits: -N- North leads to Iron Glacier -S- South leads to Wastelands -U- Up leads to Sky Above Wastelands -Whiplash is at her usual guard post, poised atop her boulder and looking around with a relaxed alertness. The tentacles flicker around her at a steady pace. -Moonlight meanders into the area, her feet a little dirty from being wet and picking up dirt along the way. She seems unconcerned about it though, but that isn't unusual. ================================= Decepticon ================================= Message: 10/10 Posted Author Flooding Wed Oct 02 Slipstream ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *Text Only* There is a nest of retro-rats in the walls on the lower levels. Our SINGLE worker droid broke down. I tried to fix it but it exploded. There is a mixture of sewage, lubricants and something *else* all over the place in the barracks. Omnisaber and Ghost attached some temporary plating down here but we need some worker droids. The nearest supply is in Polyhex. Good luck. Slipstream out. ============================================================================== Novastar says, "I'm flying over Black forest... I'm not going down there to check without full repairs and some backup, and radar's got so many reflections that I think I'm picking up Ultra Magnus, ... all is well." Whiplash says, "You're out flying without repairs?" Novastar says, "Very quickly and very close to Darkmount, yes..." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "Repairs? Funny." Whiplash says, "(soft growl) Alright, but stay outta trouble. I'm at my usual post if you need backup. (pause) Say ... you were with us at the battle of Polyhex the other day?" Novastar says, "It's not like I was doing anything but burning fuel in medbay... Yes, ma'am... that's why I could use the repairs." -Whiplash's attention is drawn to Moonlight, but though she herself isn't exactly in hiding, she's not glaringly obvious either, and so as usual she makes no move to draw attention to herself, to see if Moonlight will notice her. -Moonlight glances around as she near's the rock. Since she knows that Whiplash can often be found in this area, she does a quick look for the other Decepticon femme. Special Operative Slipstream says, "Someone want to go over and get a shipment of worker droids? I am stuck here for repairs once the medics get through." -Novastar continues on his sweep through the wastelands, doing slow barrel rolls and glad to be in the open spaces. -Whiplash is at her usual guard post, poised atop her boulder and looking around with a relaxed alertness. The tentacles flicker around her at a steady pace. She's watching Moonlight, who is looking in her general direction. Though her color blends into the background, she's not putting a lot of effort into being hidden, and she *is* visible if one happens to look in the right place. Novastar says, "Hey, were you at Polyhex, Whiplash? I didn't see you. Of course, things were kind of confusing..." Novastar says, "Hey, were you at Polyhex, Whiplash? I didn't see you. Of course, things were kind of confusing..." -Blitzwing booms overhead. He circles a few times. Whiplash says, "Worker droids? What's going on?" -Moonlight isn't blind and she /is/ looking, so she manages to spot Whiplash and starts to meander towards her at a casual pace. Ghost says, "Ser Novastar, you would do well not to fly while not at top operational levels." Novastar says, "I'm not going far, ma'am. I can see my barracks from here...." Ghost says, "Very well..." -Whiplash nods a greeting to Moonlight, but her attention is quickly drawn to the flyers who enter the area. Blitzwing she recognizes; Novastar, initially, she does not, and her attention sharpens. Special Operative Slipstream says, "The whole barracks got flooded. We have-had-one operational worker droid. Someone forgot to requisition more of them when we moved back here." Ghost says, "I dont think its a matter of requisition, Slipstream, I think it's a matter of we haven't been able to build anymore." Whiplash says, "Oh, Great Cybertron. I wouldn't know where to get 'em. Solar does that kind of thing." Special Operative Slipstream says, "I thought we had some in Polyhex. Unless they got destroyed when teh fueling station blew." -Moonlight glances up as well. Like Whiplash she recognizes Blitzwing, but not Novastar. She doesn't seemed too worried about that though, and actually waves. Novastar says, "Maintenace droids... there may have been some with the guard detachment there, but they're probably busy in cleanup still." -Novastar waggles his wings when he picks up the movement and starts flying in for a closer look. -Blitzwing spots an unfamiliar aircraft, but before annihilating, he spots the decepticon logo. He proceeds to land beside the femmes below. -Whiplash sits up a little straighter as Novastar drops downward. Now she recognizes the form as the one she saw at Polyhex. Still, she throws a glance at Moonlight and indicates the descending flyer with a motion of her head, to draw Moonlight's attention to it as well. -Moonlight just waits and watches as the airborne head towards a more grounded position. -Novastar approaches, but transforms as he gets close, preferring getting there slower rather than risk ripping his undercarriage to shreds on the ground, and pulls off a perfect two-point landing a comfortable distance from the group at the rock, waving as he finishes the rest of the distance on foot. -Whiplash looks Novastar over, appraisingly. "Well then. You *are* the guy who was out in Polyhex. Haven't seen you around before. You've been stationed out there?" -Blitzwing transforms, and gives a slight wave in greeting before muttering to the femmes. "Who izzy?" -Moonlight grins at the two mechs. "Evening fellas." -Novastar shakes his head when he heras the question, "Stationed at Darkmount really, but I got pulled to help scan the area for signs of Autobots right before Magnus decided to ride in..." -Whiplash flickers a look at Blitzwing, and decides to let Novastar himself introduce himself, since she really knows nothing about him. -Blitzwing grins "Another 'friend' of Magnus? Remind me to plant my foor up his aft when we next meet." -Novastar realizes he's being stupid, and remembers to introduce himself, by waving and saying, "My name's Novastar. I'm in Combat Ops." -Whiplash regards Novastar in silence for another long moment, then decides, "You did better for yourself than Slipstream, at least. Talk about having an off day. How's she recovering?" -Moonlight chuckles at Blitzwing. "He does need something to that effect, doesn't he?" -Novastar says, "Well, last I saw her she had a new design and was, from what I gathered, back to her usual past-time of infuriating Enfilade..." -Whiplash rumbles a soft growl. "Always something, isn't it?" -Blitzwing nods jokingly to Moonlight. He jokes to Nova "Custom would dictate I buy you a welcome aboard beer. Add another IOU to my to do list Why dontcha?" -Whiplash says, "Heh. I suppose we could show this guy around the Wild Surge." -Moonlight nods her head. "Never pass up a chance to go to the bar..." -Blitzwing quips to Lash "yer treat." -Novastar nods, now figuring that 'show around' isn't a euphanism for 'buys the rounds', "I would enjoy that." -Whiplash looks at Blitzwing blankly. "How about I let *you* talk Solar into putting it on the house?" She grins, flashing a glint of fangs. -Blitzwing points to Moonlight. "Shes the smooth talker...let her negotiate." -Whiplash makes a shrugging motion with her tentacles. "I'm not picky." -Moonlight listens to Blitzwing and Whiplash in amusement. She shakes her head at Blitzwing. "Oh no. Not me. Solar isn't too fond of me. I'd probably just make things worse." She laughs. -Novastar asks quizzically, "Solar?" -Blitzwing looks around with a sly grin. "Okay Nova. Use your new guy charm to get Solar not to be an aftplate and give us free drinks. He gives you a hard time tell him its your first day." -Whiplash explains, "Intel guy. Runs the Wild Surge bar out in Dead End City." -Novastar nods in thanks to Whiplash, before addressing the triplechanger, "What if just decides I've hit my limit already?" Novastar asks in mock horror. -Blitzwing facepalms jokingly. "Now I need a beer." -Moonlight eyes Blitzwing with a grin. "You're not going to get one by just standing here." -Blitzwing transforms. He Chuckles "Find your own ride." His engine hums as he prepares to take off. -Whiplash drops down from her boulder and takes the ground route, melting into the shadows. The flyers will almost certainly be there before she is. -Novastar sizes up the two, and shakes his head, "I don't think I could haul either of you two... unless you turn into a data-chip or something." -Moonlight shrugs and starts walking. She doesn't mind being late...not one bit. -Whiplash pauses and lets Moonlight catch up to her. -Blitzwing roars off "Follow me kid. And Ladies...last one there buys the beer!" -Novastar transforms to his plane mode, "No problem.. wait, I'm not sure I caught your name." 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. Whiplash [Robot] [D] Novastar [Robot] [D] Blitzwing [Heavy Cyberjet] [D] Obvious Exits: -O- Out leads to Dead End - North Strip -Whiplash notices just the usual mix of regulars and empties and relatively subdued citizenry ... though as always out here, it's a volatile mix that always has the potential to erupt. Bar owner is nowhere to be seen, but the usual bartenders and waitresses are moving about and making sure everything stays under control. -Moonlight follows in shortly after Whiplash, moving in her usual, unhurried sort of way. She nods and grins at a few patrons of the bar, and a few of them leer back at her, something that doesn't seem to bother her one bit. -Novastar finally slips through the crowd enough to make it to by a bar, and starts looking down the list of drinks... resolving to look up the names of some of the elixirs available, sure he saw at least one on a list of banned war materiel... -Blitzwing is leaning up against the bar. " What the." He throws his sword directly infront of one of the mechs gauking at Moonlight. "Be proper ya fragin hooligan!" -Moonlight shakes her head at Blitzwing. "Swords aren't friendly you know?" She tilts her head slightly so Blitzwing has a chance to see her winking. -Whiplash chuckles as the nearest patrons shrink back from the thrown sword, some of them glaring at Blitzwing. "Somehow I think Moonlight can take care of herself, Blitz." She normally chooses a dark corner table when she stops in here, but since Blitzwing is showing the new arrival the bar, she casually strolls up to join them. -Blitzwing jokes "Neither am I." He slides a enerbeer to the new guy after whispering to the bartender. -Moonlight grins at Blitzwing. "Gee, I don't know. I'm sure you could be if you wanted to." -Novastar stops browsing when he sees the commotion. His hand goes to his blade, but the action is smoothly stopped when he sees the situation diffused. Novastar picks up the enerbeer and tilts his head in thanks to Blitzwing. -Whiplash does not order a drink, but draws a black bottle out of a storage compartment in her side, and sets it on the bar before her. There's a silhouetted MedusaSaur on the label. Yes, it's the same one she's been dragging around with her for months. There's still a little energon in it, even. -Novastar takes a cautious sip of the stuff, before nodding in approval. "They do nice work here." -Whiplash slides the bottle back and forth a little on the smooth surface of the bar in front of her. She peers over to her companions. "Can offer you guys some of the MeduasSaur-label stuff," she suggests. "It's almost gone." This fact doesn't seem to bother her too much. -Moonlight hops onto one of the bar stools and swings herself around to face everyone else. "So, now that we're all here, what do we all want to do?" -Whiplash is at the bar with the other 'Cons, the faint buzz of a commotion slowly dying down, from where Blitzwing defended Moonlight's honor with a thrown sword. The patrols are slowly getting back to their drinks, and Whiplash has her MedusaSaur label bottle out, from which she has just offered her companions a sample, should they want it. -Novastar waves off Whiplash's offer, preferring to stick to something a bit lighter. "Sorry, I'm flying back...." -Blitzwing shrugs to Moonlight "Anyone need a killin?" he then returns to his beer. -Whiplash glances over at Blitzwing. "Whole faction of Autobots? Crystal City? Take your pick." -Whiplash finds an empty glass on the bar and pours a small amount of the high-grade energon from her bottle into it. She swirls it around a little and takes a tiny sip of it. -Blitzwing mock growls "Yea....noone supports my Boming of Crystal City dammit!"...whoops that last part causes a silence as it came out way too damn loud. -Moonlight shrugs. "I thought the point of sitting in a bar was to be taking a break Blitz..." -Starfire wanders in, having become addicted to icees again, especially the Ruby variety. She's somewhat surprised to see all the Decepticons here, especially after the, uh, troubles with Crystal City, and peers intently at them, looking for someone in particular. That person isn't with them, and she siiiighs and nods politely to Whiplash, if she's been noticed. -Novastar leans back slightly in his seat. "I'm not sure wiping out Crystal City's the best idea... does anyone else know where we could get a decent cleaning droid..." -Whiplash mutters, "Don't be so sure, Blitz," but keeps her voice low in the sudden lull of noise in the bar. To that, she looks up, and spots the new arrivals coming in. -A few minutes or so after Starfire walks in, the door again swings open to admit a somewhat larger and broader robot. It's none other than the Autobot 'puppet', Resonance. His head is down as he takes the steps in a few at a time... but when he raises them, he sees several purple symbols. And blue optics flash bright for a moment in startled surprise. -Whiplash's attention flickers to Starfire, the optics brightening slightly in surprise, not having expected to see her around here for some reason; though the purple optics narrow and the tentacles pick up their pace a little as the Autobot comes in afterward. A soft growl rumbles in her throat, but she otherwise makes no hostile move. -Blitzwing chuckles. "They walk into whoopings now? It's like door to door service!" -Moonlight grins broadly at the sight of the Autobot, not because she is planning mischief, and certainly not because she's pleased to see him either...but her reasoning isn't apparent, only the expression. -Novastar takes another sip, back to the door, somewhat foolishly, especially considering that the wings cut down on the peripherial vision. He does lean back at Blitzwing's statement, noticing the blue-opticed figure in the doorway... but makes no other move for the time being, and the fissures in his armor are a good guess to why. -One of the regular bartenders leans over and taps Blitzwing on the shoulder, though his quiet words are addressed to the whole group of 'Cons. "No trouble, now," he warns. -Starfire is taken aback at this reception from Whiplash, then she catches on and turns to see who's behind her. Lo and behold, it's... an Autobot. She frowns and steps aside, not wanting to be caught in a crossfire, and wondering if the Autobot has gone stark raving mad to come here. -Moonlight takes off her hat and banishes it to subspace. She winks at the bartended. "Trouble? Me? You must be thinking of some other femme..." -Resonance pauses a moment, hand tightening habitually in a response to danger, usually the precursor to summoned energy. However, then, after a moment, his shoulders straighten and the hand relaxes again, and he simply turns his head away from the Decepticons and heads to a part of the bar not peopled by them. -Blitzwing looks to the bartender "I'll take it outside. Just hope the doors clear. Otherwise....I make a new door." -Whiplash has lost interest in her drink, in conversation with her comrades, and even in taking the opportunity for her eternal quest to see if she can lure Starfire back into the fold, and follows Resonance's movements with intense interest. -Novastar raises his mug to his lips and speaks into it... more or less. -Novastar mutters to Blitzwing: "... he doing ... here?" -Blitzwing doesnt mutter...he bellows. "Trying to get his aft kicked." -The bartender simply shakes his head and wipes down the counter. As long as everyone keeps their weapons to themselves, he's happy. If not, he has other options. -Moonlight gets that mischievious glint in her optics again. Something is being plotted in that head of hers...or maybe that's what she wants people to think. Slowly she stands up, laughing softly to herself. -Novastar has just set his drink on his bar and has his face in his hands, due to Blitzwing's interesting ideas in regard to subtlety. -Starfire moves in the opposite direction from the Autobot. While she doesn't *think* they'll start a firefight in there, she could be wrong. Bad time to pick for a visit to the bar... -Resonance looks up the bartender with calm optics, activating his subspace pocket and producing a couple of credits, setting them on the countertop,"A drink, sir. Just energon, then I'll be on my way." He pays no attention to Blitzwing bellowed comment, at least not on the exterior. -Moonlight starts making her way towards the Autobot, that glint still rather apparent. But she doesn't seem to be planning to do anything that would get her removed... -Omnisaber enters the bar quite casually, especially for a mech that isn't supposed to be there, making his way slowly towards his more frequented table near the back, only noting the people within the bar, attempting not to make optic contact. -Blitzwing pops his third forth fifth sixth (whose counting) beer back and says again loudly. "Ay Lash....isnt that the fragger with those potshots in the back. The one who taargets kidlets and femmes?" Awww....picking a fight is fun. -Whiplash replies without taking her optics off Resonance, and now Moonlight who's so casually approaching him, "He's a 'Bot, what can you do?" Though her tentacles flicker around her in aggitation - damn, but she's sorry every time a situation like this comes up, that she's promised not to incite a riot here if at all possible - she *is* now interested in how Moonlight will approach the Autobot. She knows Moonlight's style of interaction is very different from most. -A grisled old Priest walks into a bar. -Novastar quickly polishes off his first drink for safety's sake, and eyes Blitzwing. "I thought we were coming here to relax!" he hisses. -Moonlight doesn't stop until she's standing right next to the Autobot. "So, the highlights of the Blaster beginning to lose their glamour?" -Resonance closes his optics for a moment, but it's not a response of anger. They open again a moment later as the bartender sets the drink down in front of him and Moonlight speaks, not looking at her as he responds,"Just walk away, 'con. Save us both some annoyance." -Omnisaber makes his way to his favourite table, oddly empty, and averts his optics from those in the room. TOO many people he knows. TOO many people. Never a good sign, especially when all he wanted was some time away from being cooped up in Darkmount. -Whiplash is sitting at the bar with three other 'Cons, watching intently as Moonlight approaches Resonance at his solitary table. Though the noise level in the bar rises a little and takes on a distinct hum of tension, so far no one has made any hostile moves. -Stormhammer shuffles into the Wild Surge quietly, ducking slightly as he passes the doorway. He retires himself to a (relatively) quiet corner, ordering a glass of coolant. -Moonlight pretends to look injured, and is obvious about it. "Why would I do that? We're all /friends/ in this bar." She looks around to a bunch of mechs she knows rather well. "Aren't we boys?" They give her a cheers. "See. We're all just here to drink and enjoy ourselves." -Blitzwing quips "Lets have a little fun Kid." He slinks into an empty chair beside the Bot, and motions for Nova to flank his otherside. -Resonance just shakes his head and says nothing in response, taking a drink of energon and sighing softly as Blitzwing moves in. -Whiplash mutters a soft growl. "Friends, right," she murmurs, looking around again so as to keep at least an occasional optic on the door. Her gaze passes Starfire again, who seems to be wisely keeping out of the potential firing line, and then notices someone else over there ... Omnisaber? -Starfire quietly asks for an icee at the bar, evidentally a familiar if odd order to the bartender as he actually has it in stock. A moment later, it's delivered, but she doesn't drink it. Too much tension here, too much of a chance of violence breaking out, and if she's startled into transforming... She should probably leave before something happens. -Omnisaber shakes his head and sighs, something he's been doing FAR too much today, quietly and nonchalantly calling one of the waitstaff over and muttering something to the effect of 'drink bill of everyone on him' or some such, leaning slightly back in his chair catching the gaze of Whiplash but not reacting. -Moonlight grins and sits beside the Autobot. "So, what /are/ you doing here anyhow? Don't you have a city to protect or something?" -Novastar watches Blitzwing get up, and thinks following might be a bad idea in his current state. Instead, he gets the bartender's attention, and drops some credits on the bartop, "Get me the house's speciality." Thus fortified, Novastar stands up to stand by Whiplash, watching the on-going 'bot-baiting. -Whiplash returns her attention to the corner table containing Resonance. This could erupt into something. She's not willing to push things in that direction herself, but she *does* stand by in case she has to take action. She glances over toward Omnisaber again, and, after a moment's consideration, motions to him to come forward. -The bartender walks by again and gives the 'Cons a warning glare. "Don't be running off my paying customers, now," he insists. -Omnisaber raises at optic ridge upon noticing Whiplash motioning towards him...he knows she wants for him to come over, but hesitates. Or mayhaps isn't hesitating, but assessing the situation, smirking softly (faceplate as per usual merely hanging off the side of his face) he gets up, slowly, casually, making his way over to where Whiplash is..."My dear Whiplash...what a pleasant surprise...what can I do for you...?" -Resonance raises his gaze and surveys the room briefly, not really sparing much but a glance for Moonlight and certainly still not a word in response, maintaining his silence. 4 Decepticons, and Omnisaber who might as well be one. A poor choice of places to refuel for the trip home, obviously. He lowers his gaze back to his drink and takes another swig. -Whiplash growls softly, "I'm not your dear Whiplash. But get a look over in that corner. Blitzwing's looking to start a firefight, I can see it. Not like I blame him, but we don't really want to shoot up the place and run off the chance to keep close tabs on the enemy. Do me a favor and go distract him, hm?" She has either decided to trust his good intentions ... or she wants to see how he'll conduct himself. -Stormhammer takes a sip of his coolant, and glances over towards Bliztwing and Resonance. Well..towards Blitzwing at least. "..he should know better.." might be heard, muttered beneath the usual din of the bar in the priest's low bass. -Moonlight shrugs, apparently unbothered by Resonance's silence. But she's stuborn in her own way. "No offence, but you don't seem to have much to say when you don't have the upper hand fella." -Blitzwing turns over his shoulder, spying his sword. "Darn... I'm forgetful." He picks it up and slams it down next to Res. "Damn thing gets heavier and heavier." -Resonance acts as if Blitzwing's not even there, just raises his gaze to Moonlight and says calmly, softly,"And you have too much to say no matter the situation. How about you walk away and leave me alone?" Another gulp. -Moonlight shrugs. "Because I've already made all this effort to walk over here. I haven't done you any harm at all...I have too much respect for bars to cause trouble. 'Course, I don't blame you for being all quiet. It's not too comfy being surrounded by the enemy, is it?" -Omnisaber raises an optic ridge at Whiplash, "Ummm...well...if you're sure...then I have an idea. May not be what you'll expect, but still...." and with that he does the one thing he really shouldn't be doing, smiling, he walks over to where Res and Blitz are 'talking', placing a hand on each of their shoulders..."Gentlemechs, gentlemechs....gentlemechs...if you would do me the honour of a drink. In fact, Blitzwing, if you could just go and speak to the lovely femme over there that asked for you..." points to a very attractive femme sitting close to the table he came from, "I'm sure she's REALLY appreciate it...." -Starfire forces herself to finish her icee, but doesn't even taste it. Setting the glass on the countertop with a muted clink, she nods her thanks to the bartender and lays some credits on the bar. Maybe another time, when there's not a pile of energon cubes and a bomb in the same room. As she turns away from the bar, she notes yet another Autobot enter. Yes, a good time to leave. She glances back at Whiplash, nods briefly to her, then heards for the door. -Whiplash notices a glint of pink moving through the crowd, and looks up just in time to see Starfire head out. Perhaps just as well, though for a moment she's sorry she didn't get a chance to speak with her. -Steelwind walks into the establishment, evidently rather bored. He scans the establishment, and his gaze stops to rest on one mech in particular... -Omnisaber mutters to Omnisaber: "Omni-sense is...tingling." -Blitzwing looks to Omni "Where which one?" He then spies Steelwind walk through the door, and that snaps that tad of restraint holding him back, as he hurls the chair he's sitting in towards the nearest wall. As it shatters, he stomps towards the new arrival energy sword drawn, Optics red with anger. -Novastar is standing next to Whiplash (who's at the bar), sipping a fairly mild concotion, and watching the coming storm with some alarm, but hasn't seen a good opportunity to intervene against a drunknen angry tank. -Resonance curses sharply as he notices Steelwind arrive... and then Blitzwing hurls a chair against the wall and the Autobot non-com is on his feet, calling,"Steelwind, get out of here! Run! Now!" This is about to get really ugly really fast. -Stormhammer winces as the chair breaks, locking his attention on Blitzwing now. The old priest rises slowly from his chair, crossing towards the 'uppity' Decepticon. His heavy footsteps thud against the floor in a calm, even stride.. -Steelwind walks towards Omnisaber, seemingly oblivious of Resonance's warning and the somewhat unhappy Blitzwing. -Omnisaber smacks his forehead and sighs, looking over at Blitz and taking quite the authoritative tone. "Stand down Blitz....you're not impressing the femme over there...just go over and buy her a drink or three...on me..." handing or at least attempting to hand Blitz a few creds to make him GO AWAY. -Moonlight glances over to see where her 'friend' is looking. Ah, yes. That mech that she's fought a couple of times. She shrugs, indifferent to the arrival of the second Autobot...except for a slight annoyance that he's distracted Resonance. -Novastar quickly pays his tab. This night just got a little more intersting. Potentially two less Autobots between the 'Cons and victory. -Blitzwing begins throwing various Mechs out of the way, parting the sea so to speak. He stomps to the door. "Outside. I wouldnt want to spill mech fluid on the femmes." He's a gentlemech afterall. -Whiplash certainly has no objection to the concept of two less Autobots. None the less, she keeps watch for a way to nudge the confrontation outside, if it should come to that. -Some of those who are unceremoniously thrown out of Blitzwing's path, respond with curses and threats. Others hurriedly distance themselves. -Resonance snarls something decidedly unpleasant to himself and charges for Steelwind, moving to grab him by the shoulder in a decidedly solid grip and keep him from following /anyone/ outside,"Don't you /dare/, soldier. Stand down." -Stormhammer trails after Blitzwing, his expression growing more sour by the moment. As he nears the Decepticon's back, he gives a low, unhappy sounding, "Ahem." -Novastar looks at the crowded room (too crowded to transform), and then up to the ceiling as he hears Blitzwing's statement.. "Primus, a compressed air gun would be useful right now," he mutters. -Moonlight stands up and watches Res go. She's not grinning now, in fact she's scowling. "Slaggit, I hate it when people decide to pick a fight in here." She stands up on the table, just to make herself feel taller. "Okay everyone...just STOP!" -Blitzwing turns to see who dares Ahem him. "If your not a femme with a bare chgestplate your going to be sorry." He turns to see Stormhammer...doubting the mech plans on asking him for grey pupon. "yes?" -Omnisaber turns to Moonlight and smiles, though it seems faint, his optics seem worn....exhausted somehow, "Relax lady Moonlight...they're taking it outside if anything...one way or another...." -Steelwind spins around to face Resonance. He snarls at the other Autobot, "Get out of my way. I have a personal matter to attend to, that does not involve you in any way, nor anyone else. Now move!" While he says that, he repeatedly glances back in Omnisaber's direction. -For a moment the clamor in the bar dies down at Moonlight's shout. -Resonance ignores everything but Steelwind for the moment, blue optics blazing at high intensity,"It concerns me when it's going to get me killed, you stupid little fool! Are you a child? Have you so little control over yourself? Or is it just that you have a death-wish." And he doesn't release his grip on the other Autobot. He's welcome to try and knock it off, if he wants, but Res isn't going to just let him march off to a pointless battle. -Stormhammer scowls down at Blitzwing, addressing him in that familiar, scolding tone. "You, young one, should know better. What are you trying to prove here?" -Omnisaber shakes his head, smirking, having known about Steelwind's constant gaze for quite the while, but finally acknowledging it, turning to him, and half-waving at him, almost TOO pleasantly really. -Whiplash's gaze flickers to Stormhammer. That one again. Let's see how he responds in this scenario. -Blitzwing Umms. "He did something stupid the other day. Trying to attack me. He compounded it by coming here. That makes him double stupid!" -Moonlight makes a face. She pulls out her blaster and tampers with it so that it will make a lot of noise, but not really damage anything. Scowling she points it at nothing and fires setting off a loud BOOMing sound. "I hate it when people don't listen!" -Steelwind stares back at Resonance with an equal intensity. However, when he starts to speak, his voice is a lot calmer than his face looks. "Resonance, kindly move. You have no reason to worry. This has nothing to do with you, or any of the Cons here. Just me," he looks at Omnisaber "and a certain "neutral"." He pronounces the word "neutral" in quotes. -Novastar murmurs to Whiplash, sounding impressed, "You know, I watched Blitzwing at the bar... I'm sort of amazed his gyros are still functional, let alone the vox chip." -Several of the patrons cringe back into their corners at the blast, while others motion reflexively toward their weapons. -Blitzwing slides in the way between Omni and Steelwind. "None Shall pass." He grabs another beer while holding his sword in the other hand...he chugs. Ah...multitasking. -Resonance hears the quotes, and seizes upon them,"That's my /point/. If you go after him, they will side with him, because it is an excuse to do what they want to do already. Realize that. You cannot attack them without making this whole situation collapse. So now, me and you are going to go to the table and sit down /quietly/, and not start a battle here." -Whiplash replies to Novastar, "Oh, you'd be surprised. Situation like this, though, is more Moonlight's territory than his. Of course, *outside* of here's a different story." -Omnisaber mutters to Blitzwing: "Do ... a ... ... ... ... ... ... This ... under control. ... ... I'll make it worth your while." -Blitzwing says, "again far too loud to be subtlte "He's stupid. HE'll try going through me. Then we make bots go Squishy!" -Steelwind looks back at Resonance. "Who says I want to go after him?" A semi-sarcastic, semi serious tone in his voice. "I just want to...discuss a few things with him." -Novastar nods, before hearing the boom. Parts start to shift as he begins to transform, but he catches himself before putting a hole through the bar. Novastar compromises and points the gun in the direction of the noise, surprised to see his fellow Decepticon standing alone and unharmed. -Omnisaber mutters to Blitzwing: "... ... ... Go ... ... ... ... before ... ... out. I'll pay ... your ... ... ... ..." -Moonlight folds her arms and pouts, glaring at the crowd. "There is nothing in this world I hate more than having my barlife disrupted. Now I want everyone," and she raises her voice, "TO SIT DOWN AND PLAY NICE!!!" -Resonance only shoots a glance at the boom, promptly ignoring again when he sees it's Moonlight,"You will not speak a word to him." He lowers his voice just a bit,"Do you remember our talk, Steelwind? About letting things get personal? Do you want to end up like Riptide here and now? Save it. You'll have your chance later, and in the right circumstances I'll even help you. These are not those circumstances." -Omnisaber chuckles at hearing Resonance's words, "Listen, both you 'Bots. If you want to 'deal' with me in any such way, by all means. Let's. None of the 'Cons here will interfere if that's your worry. So, if Steelwind wishes to 'discuss' things with me, let him. If he thinks he'll be violent to any degree, let him go outside, and I too will go outside. Fair enough?" -Blitzwing holds up a hand. "2-on-1 aint fair. Unless the one is named me. -Steelwind growls, mostly to himself. Then to Resonance: "I just want to speak with him. If I hit him, shoot me yourself. Alright?" -Omnisaber puts his hand up to Blitz in a 'stop' sort of motion, "It's not a two on one....so don't worry." -Stormhammer places a large hand upon Blitzwing's shoulder, leaning in to speak with the Decepticon.. "Pettiness. Rashness. Anger. You said you wanted to build a legacy. Is that how you want to be remembered? A basal, short-tempered, irrational killer? Such mechanisms make fools of themselves in public, and liabilities of themselves in battle." -Novastar stores his ion rifle when he sees that Moonlight is merely hot under the collar for losing control of the situation, and stands back up smoothly, watching the Autobot, before commenting to the bar at large, "Steelwind's the sort of Autobot they stuff in a closet on inspections, isn't he?" -Whiplash gives Novastar a smirk. "Funny, I thought they were all like that." -Blitzwing looks to Stormhammer "You know he attacked me the other day....now he comes here threating one of my commrades. I'm justified to use his Lasercore as a punching bag, no? -Omnisaber shakes his head, and just...laughs. This totally reminds him of that one time in his bar where....oh never mind. shrugging, yet still laughing, he begins making his way outside, turning to all those who know him inside and nonchalantly commenting, "Don't worry folks, I'll be back soon enough...enjoy a round on me while I'm gone." -Resonance says coolly,"You will not follow him. And you will not touch him at all, nor will you threaten him. Your weapons stay in subspace." -Novastar shakes his head and smiles, "You'd say otherwise if you saw some of the propaganda posters I saw...." -Moonlight is really rather annoyed right now. Usually she doesn't mind if people ignore her, but this bar is like a second home to her, and it gives her a sense of power and belonging that she can't find anywhere else. Cursing she jumps down and walks over to Omnisaber. -Stormhammer 's expression remains a stern scoul. "Let the Autobots take care of their own, child, as they seem to be doing now. Mechanisms who act on such untempered emotion as yours end up dead very swiftly. Or worse, killing their own." -Steelwind raises a ridge at Resonance. "I'll give you my weapons if you want. But I'm going to go talk to him." His voice is firm, calm. -Omnisaber turns as he reaches the door, looking straight at Resonance, optic to optic, "Resonance...I wouldn't worry about him attacking me. If he does, he'll only have me to contend with. So let him make his own decisions. I don't need there to be a ruckus in here, I'm tired, I'm exhausted. I want to relax. I haven't been out of my 'cell' in weeks, so lay...off...please." Omnisaber is obviously not in one of his better moods...looking over at the approaching Moonlight, and smiling, he leans in the doorway to wait. -Resonance shakes his head a bit,"Not outside, you're not. How much honor do you really think Decepticons have? You think they'll stand aside when they can kill both of us? At this moment, the bar is the only thing keeping us alive. Now go sit down." He points at Omnisaber,"And you shut up. I honestly don't give a damn about you." Back to Steelwind. -Moonlight makes a face at Omni. "Don't encourage him." -Whiplash makes a shrugging motion with her tentacles in response to Novastar, but then growls a little as she regards the interplay between Omni and Steelwind. She definitely wants to hear more about this ... if there's any way she can put herself into position to overhear it. -Omnisaber glares at Resonance, but still smirks, "And I don't give a damn about you Resonance, but that's hardly the point. The point is that I live by my honour. Anyone interferes in a one on one fight makes them a prime target for me as well. I have no intentions of fighting. I left my fights at the arena doors when they closed shop." turns to Moonlight, "I'm not encouraging anyone. I want to hear what Steelwind has to say. That's all. I doubt he wants to talk in public." -Steelwind studies Omnisaber's visage for a long moment. Then he turns to Resonance. "Well," and adding intense emphasis on the next word - "technically, he's not a Con." -Blitzwing interjects himself again. "How about I kill you both then resume drinking my beer?" -Resonance keeps his gaze locked with Steelwind's,"It's not his honor that even concerns me. Even if he is left alone all throughout it, and no fight happens... when you turn to walk away, who do you think will be waiting? And if there is a fight, and you win, the same? And if you lose, it doesn't really matter who does it. So sit down. Now." -Omnisaber mutters to Blitzwing: "... ... drinking your beer. Let me handle this. ... ... ... COMPLETELY ... control." -Moonlight scowls across at Steelwind from her place next to Omnisaber. "Why couldn't you have just stayed in whatever hole you Bots stay in? I was going to have a nice, calm drink with my friends and then /you/ had to come spoil it. Factions aside, I think that's a pretty rotten thing to do." She flicks a glance at Blitzwing. "And /you/ aren't helping." -Novastar raises a glass to Moonlight. "Here, here!" -Stormhammer makes a rather disapproving noise at Blitzwing.. . o O ( Remember your vows..remember your vows..don't remove his arm... ) "There's a table, over there.." he indicates with a slight nod, "..away from these two." -Omnisaber sighs at Moonlight's words...he'd been thinking that, but quite frankly, now isn't the time to place blame...oh well, time to ignore. Nothing is happening...ignorance is bliss, or some silly phrase...shrugging with a smirk, he turns to Moonlight and motions towards his empty table near the corner, "After you then milady...I think a drink is in order..." -Blitzwing looks to Moonlight... have accidently spilling his beer on Steelwind as he gestures. "I hate him. I cannot tell a lie. I will bludgeon him, again..." -Whiplash speaks up, "You can bludgeon him later, Blitz. I'll even help you. I want a souvenir." Whiplash says, "But let's not trash the place just now, hm?" -Steelwind tenses up visibly as he listens to Resonance's words. If he had a bit less self-control, what he'd just heard would have resulted in the speaker getting one across the face...he growls when he realises Blitzwing spilled his beer on him, but controls himself. He's not interested in that rustbrain at the moment. "Is it that difficult to understand what I said? Should I say it in a simpler way? I do not want to fight him." (to Res) -Omnisaber has now fully tuned the 'Bots out. They're being quite boring and stand out in this bar like a sore thumb....c'est la vie, waiting for Moonlight to head towards the table before following. -Novastar says, "Yeah, Blitzwing. There's plenty of dark, worthless, stretches between here and those nice safe Autobot bunkers, so let's keep the bar up...." -Moonlight fixes Omnisaber with a look. "No, you first." Then she turns to look at Steelwind. "If you want to talk to him sooooooo badly, why don't you come sit with us. I'll be more than happy to mechsit the both of you so that no one has to be all concerned and parental..." She tosses a look towards Res... -Omnisaber glares and chuckles at Moonlight, "Mechsit...cute...but really, I'd rather just talk with you...I insist though, you first. I *promise* I'll follow you and won't cause any trouble....I never do..." -Steelwind glances at Resonance, smirks, and turns away, walking over to where Omnisaber and Moonlight are. -Blitzwing frowns "Let me know when it's later. Nice of you to pull yourself out of the repair bay, just long enough to get sent back there!" He "accidently" drunkenly half tumbles into the duo of bots before writing himself. -Resonance doesn't even stumble as Blitzwing staggers into him, just shaking his head as Steelwind walks away,"Idiot." He shakes his head once and turns, walking towards the door. -Moonlight sighs resignedly and heads for the table, glancing over her shoulder to make sure both mechs are behaving. -Whiplash says, "Sit down, Blitz. Have another drink. Have some of the MedusaSaur high-grade." -Stormhammer sighs. "No reasoning with the unreasonable." He turns his attentions away from Blitzwig, his continence lightening somewhat as he notices Whiplash. "Ah, greetings Sister." -Whiplash nods to Stormhammer with reasonable civility. "Hey there," she returns the greeting. "Not quite your kinda crowd, is it?" -Steelwind sits down by Omnisaber, and says in greeting, simply, "You." -Omnisaber makes his way to the table, but merely leans on the wall next to the table, looking down at it... -Blitzwing yells at Stormhammer "He deserves an aft whooping you know it." -Whiplash even as she exchanges a few words with Stormhammer, edges along the bar to put herself in a position closer to the table containing Steelwind, Omnisaber, and Moonlight. -Moonlight glances up at Omnisaber, her face unusually stern. "Sit!" -Steelwind looks up at Omnisaber, and says, almost in a friendly tone, "put your aft down here already, and let's talk" -Stormhammer settles his bulk into a barstool. "'My kind of crowd' is seven vorn's travel from here, at transwarp. But yes, this is...a little rougher than the monestary." He half-smiles at that.."I trust the evening finds you well, despite your subordinates?" He glances back at the boisterous Blitzwing. -Novastar watches the two talk. It looks like the Autobots aren't leaving for the time being... though he perks at the term transwarp, and stops basically watching the crowd for the time being, focusing in even while going back to sitting at the bar. -Omnisaber chuckles, "I've been SITTING for 2 and a half fraggin' weeks. 2...and...a....half...weeks. Over 15 cycles of sitting. I /NEED/ to stand right now. But, thanks for noticing my aft...so, what exactly did you want to talk about? My new toy?" pats the sword on his back, "A gift from the dearly departed...I kind of...like it...what do you think?" -Blitzwing stomps next to Moonlight and plops into a chair, holding another beer. "Why you such a peacenik allova sudden?" -Whiplash says, "Subordinates?" she repeats the word with a touch of surprise. As so often, she seems barely aware of her official ranking in the heirarchy, and so has never thought of it that way. "Nah, we're just here to unwind a little..." she inches yet a bit closer to that table, though keeps up a slightly distracted conversation with Stormhammer. "Done a lot of space travelling, then?" -Steelwind half grins, but his voice is noncommittal. "Nice." He thinks a moment, and looks around. "Interesting company you decided to keep." He doesn't care now, who hears what. -Moonlight reaches out to grab the hands of both Omnisaber and Steelwind, one with her left, and one with her right (go ahead and pose resisting if you want *G*). Her grip is rather firm, but not mean, and her face has a resolute set to it. "Just remember...behave." She flicks her gaze towards Blitzwing. "That's an odd question. When have I ever been overly violent?" -Omnisaber smirks, knowing full well what Steel is talking about, but his interest in conversation at the moment is fading...his relax time away from his hellish 'cell' being spoiled already, "Oh...my company. Well, I thought all my crew died...turns out they didn't. Looks like my 'company' should be coming within a few cycles to resupply, isn't that nice? No really? Isn't it?" -Stormhammer replies to Whiplash, after a moment. "A lot of...drifting. The vessel which took me from Cybertron after the last war ran out of energy twenty-five cycles into the journey.. But that is a very long, and very boring story." He pauses again, an odd, curious expression coming over his face. ".. Would you happen to know why Unix was never rebuilt?" -Whiplash tilts her head a little at the mention of Omnisaber's "company." It's this, perhaps, that she's interested in hearing. -Steelwind is startled when Moonlight seizes his hand, but doesn't react this time. Not safe, not here. He snorts upon hearing Omnisaber's words. "Oh really. You never mentioned any such thing back at the hospital in Crystal, when we spoke there..." -Blitzwing quips to Moonlight "When were ya overly nonviolent?" -Moonlight just shakes her head at Blitzwing. "You don't know me too well, do you?" -Novastar butts in, "Excuse me, Elder... This journey... what did you see?" Novastar leans in closer. -Whiplash looks up at Stormhammer, pulling her attention back to him. "Hm? Oh ... no resources. Pretty straightforward explanation, I'd think." -Omnisaber chuckles...he knows FULL WELL where this is going....and he knows exactly how to handle it, "Of course I didn't mention them. I thought they were dead. Wrote them off. Besides, I wasn't about to blow my cover of being a medical examiner in the Crystal City General Hospital while hiding from your 'Bot patrols. Besides...my 'business' is mine and mine alone." -Whiplash would be equally interested in Stormhammer's space journey, and is now trying to give her attention to two equally tempting focal points. -Stormhammer nods slowly. "More's the pity.. It must have been splendid in its day." Then, he slowly turns towards Novastar. "I have seen many things, young one.. Some fair, some wretched. Of which would you like me to tell?" -Novastar says, "What sort of time do you have here today?" -Omnisaber seems to be paying more attention to the other 'major conversation' going on than his own...averted attention...joy. -Moonlight is listening to the various conversations with a scowl on her face. -Blitzwing is actually waiting for Steelwind to say something stupid. -Steelwind sits there quietly, thinking, staring at the mech across from him. What's he thinking? "Well. That much is certain. Just like my business is my business. Funny how Res didn't understand that...can a mech get a drink here?" -Omnisaber begins looking towards the door to the 'Surge....almost expectantly, optics fixated upon the door, seemingly ignoring everyone and everything around him. -Stormhammer chuckles slightly. "What sort of time? One can never know the answer to that, can he, child? It could be very brief..I could die right at this moment from catastrophic pump failure..I could live another thousand vorn. Of course, such thoughts are not what you are interested in tonight. To tell the truth, I powered myself down after the ship died. It seemed the best thing to do, to drift, inert, and await salvage or oblivion. I did not see much." -Moonlight ahems. "Cybertron to Omnisaber..." -A waitress comes by the table almost on cue as Steelwind asks for a drink. "What'll it be?" she asks, looking over the group to make sure no one's surreptitiously reaching for a weapon. -Novastar taps the bar in a ragged stacatto with his fingers. "That makes sense, I suppose. Maybe the question would be better... what were you trying to see?" -Whiplash glances at Stormhammer. "So you missed most of the journey?" -Omnisaber heard Moonlight, but oddly...doesn't respond, instead muttering softly to himself, "About time..." before beginning to walk towards the door, his gaze not faltering from the doorway AT ALL. -Steelwind looks at the waitress and order an enerbeer. Figuring nobody here will care, he says to Omni. "The Bots are funny that way." (referring to what I said before about Res not understanding concept of private affairs). "Mech has his own business, no?" -Whiplash scowls faintly as Omnisaber simply leaves his conversation, as though magnetically drawn. "Wonder what's up now?" she mutters to herself. -Omnisaber continues to walk towards the door, smile upon his face, casual step, and at the same time ignoring all the conversations being thrown at him, as well as all the optics that are apparently looking at him. -Stormhammer nods slowly. "I did. And.." He considers this for a moment, addressing Novablade. "I was trying _not_ to see, as a matter of fact. After countless vorn of conflict on this world, I felt my optics had seen enough for a lifetime. I used the last of the ship's energy to aim towards a star, and deactivated.." His deep voice falters slightly at these words. -Blitzwing pumps back another beer absently tossing the glass at Steelwind. -The waitress returns with beer for Steelwind and gives Blitzwing a stern look. "Enough," she insists. "I've got enough work without having to pick up after *you*." -Steelwind catches the glass hurled at him, and sets it down. He continues drinking his own beer, and watching Omni, though surreptitiously keeping an optic on Blitz -Moonlight lets go of Steel's hand as she scrambles to her feet to follow Omnisaber. -Blitzwing stomps his foot. "Quit yapping so I can punch you in the face allready. Your conversation is going to end with you unconscious anyway!" -Omnisaber finally makes it to the door, and turns slightly, looking back across the entire bar, still smiling, and noticing all the people in it...only momentarily as he turns back towards the door and exits. -Novastar winced, and seems suddenly slightly uncomfortable with the way the conversation's going. "If you were trapped, lost... close enough to a star to consider that death... why not aim for a planet? There is more to the universe than Cybertron... and we're a very versatile species. -Whiplash grumbles and turns her full attention back to Stormhammer. "You didn't think you'd make it back, hm?" she asks, not entirely unsympathetically. -Moonlight mutters to herself as she follows Omni out the door.