January 9th, 2003
~Blitzwing(D), Turmoil(D),

Darkmount - Launch Platform

     Forcibly hewn out of the side of a raised mountain, this sturdily constructed platform is large enough to accommodate several ships and still allow enough room for the arriving and departing patrols of Decepticon seekers. Crafted of solidly forged chunks of Durillium, it has been made to withstand the tests of time and battles.
     Around the edges of the platform are various anti-aircraft batteries and entrenched watch posts for defense drones, should anyone ever be foolish enough to attempt an attack from the air, or intrepid enough to risk approaching the Decepticon stronghold from the nearly impossible climb below.


Blitzwing [Heavy Cyberjet] [D]

Obvious Exits:
 -U- Up leads to Sky Above Tarn
 -D- Down leads to Darkmount - Elevator Shaft


-Moonlight alights gently on top of the launch pad. Considering the bad news that Enfilade had, Moonlight appears rather cheerful...but that's almost to be expected.
-Blitzwing waves to everyones fave femme.
-Moonlight waves back to Blitzwing, her smile widening. "Heya Blitz."
-Blitzwing grins to her "Where ya coming from?'
-Moonlight shrugs. "A bit of a chase and a failure of an event. Well, it wasn't a complete failure, it just ended in violence...like so many other things I've tried." She sighs. "And it's never my fault either."
-Blitzwing grins "Violence is a neccesary in this world me lady."
-Moonlight waves a hand. "Bah! It was disruptive to my free drinking event."
-Blitzwing mockglares "Free drinks and I wasnt invited?"
-Moonlight grins, despite her minor disappointments. "/Everyone/ was invited. You must have been on duty or asleep or something. Of course, if everyone hadn't been invited, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. Steelwind happened to be there the same time as Enfilade...if you can appreciate where that led us to."
-Blitzwing shrugs "Couldve been worse no?"
-Moonlight nods. "That's true. No civies were hurt." She brightens up. "Oh well. At least I got the information I want. So, how has your cycle been?"
-Blitzwing shrugs "good thus far."
-Moonlight beams. "That's good." She pulls a bottle of enerwine from a subspace pocket. "I even saved this for ya."
-Blitzwing grins "you shouldnt have."
-Moonlight holds the bottle back. "Well....if you don't /want/ it......"
-Blitzwing half snatches " hey hey hey...who said that?"
-Moonlight lets Blitzwing take the bottle...he should know she's joking anyhow. "So...now what?"
-Blitzwing grins "I assume you came here for some reason, other then to see my beautiful visage."
-Moonlight shrugs. "It was Enfilade's idea."
-Blitzwing looks around "She went below...whats up?"
-Moonlight frowns slightly. "She didn't get her quarry."
-Whiplash is guiding Starfire (just a little) back to Darkmount, in the trail of a decidedly displeased Onslaught. Whiplash still isn't quite sure why he's in such a mood, though.
-Onslaught lands in the landing platform, and without even looking about, begins marching towards the elevator, not bothering to acknowledge anyone, and merely assuming that whomever he has in tow is either a) following him, or b) doing whatever they have to now that they're back.
-Starfire sets down rather more heavily than usual, but manages not to disgrace herself by falling down. She's in the follow-Onslaught mode right now, so keeps fairly close behind him.
-Moonlight waves to everyone who shows up again, but is clearly more interested in talking to Blitzwing right now.
-Blitzwing waves "Greetins boss!" He also waves to the others merrily.
-Whiplash glances at Moonlight and Blitzwing, giving them a passing and rather distracted nod of greeting as she hurries to keep up.
-Starfire doesn't even seem to see them. She's not normally this rude, but is just... tired.
-Onslaught inaudibly growls to himself, muttering something quietly before finally making it to the lift, oblivious to everything around him but his goal at hand, stopping at the lift and waiting for those following him to catch up.
-Blitzwing inquires "Whats all the hubub?"
-Whiplash in the course of their forward momentum only now realizes that the mission, as stated, is accomplished: the 'package' is safely back home. She draws to a stop and asks, "You still need me?" A sidelong glance indicates she'd much rather disappear back to her guard post now.
-Moonlight sighs. "Enfilade tried to capture Steelwind, but he got away. I don't know what the rest is all about."
-Onslaught nods to Whiplash, his demeanor unchanging, "In fact, I do Whiplash. Meet me in the command center in my office. I think you know where it is." turning towards Starfire, "As for you, go get some rest. I'm deactiving your training for the next cycle so you can properly be aware of what's going on for it."
-Blitzwing growls "should kill that Steelwind."
-Whiplash's optics flicker in a "blink", but she nods.
-Starfire does *not* bump into Onslaught as he waits for the elevator. She's not that out of it. She even understands what he's saying and takes leave to doubt it, though she says nothing. "Yes, sir."
-Moonlight growls also, more because she has the distinct impression that she's missing something...a feeling she doesn't like. But she recovers quickly and squeezes Blitzwing's arm. "I'm not sure if Enfliade would be relieved or not...she might want to do it herself."
-Blitzwing jokes "Kill or not to kill that is the question."
-Moonlight pretends to be impressed. "Oh, Blitzwing, you're so wise."
-Onslaught says, "Now, if you'll all excuse me...oh wait, I don't have to excuse myself...hah. Whiplash, I'll see you in my office. Starfire, you'd better get some rest...it only gets tougher from here. Dismissed.""
-Starfire reminds herself not to get out on the wrong floor, lest she be shot, then follows Onslaught into the elevator.

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.


Turmoil         Blitzwing       Starfire       
   
Obvious exits:
 -N- North leads to Darkmount - Elevator Shaft.
 -S- South leads to Darkmount - Guardhouse.

-Blitzwing grins "Aint I though?"
-Moonlight nods her head. "Of course you are." She chuckles. "So, what're your plans for the rest of the cycle?"
-Starfire heads straight for her assigned quarters and collapses on her recharge bed, desperately hoping that the random alarm doesn't wake her up again for another combat training session...
-Blitzwing grins "Drink this booze and plot my ascension through the ranks."
-Moonlight shakes her head. "What do you want rank for?"
-Turmoil walks out of his room, quickly jotting something down on a datapad which looks like it actually took some deep thought to enter it all in, before, opening his door again and carelessly tossing it into his room and shutting the door.
-Blitzwing shrugs "Not ascension in rank, but actually in stature. I want to be revered as the greatest fighter ever."
-Moonlight nods. "I see. Well, good luck with that then." She waves to Turmoil as he walks out of his room, but remains focused on Blitzwing. "Of course, you do know that will make you more of a target than you already are."
-Blitzwing shrugs "Dont scare me none."
-Turmoil looks at Blitzwing and OOOOO Moonlight. He waves his hand in a casual and ultra-cool guy way. "Hello."
-Blitzwing waves to Turmoil in jovial fashion. "ay there big guy."
-OOOOO Moonlight makes a face at Blitzwing. "I didn't expect you to be scared by it. You're not the type that scares easily. But it just would mean that your times of rest will be fewer and far between. You'd eventually be scared that everyone would be after you to make a name for themselves...just as you made a name for yourself. You'd end up being a lonely, paranoid wreck." She looks back to Turmoil and cheerfully says, "Hey there fella."
-Blitzwing is caught offguard by Monlights tirade. "wow...thats a downer."
-Moonlight chuckles at Blitzwing. "Of course it is. I just thought you would like to know."
-Turmoil listens to what Moonlight says to Blitzwing and dismisses what she says with a simple wave of the hand. "Ah, no worries. If that's true then people will be too scared to challenge you, if you become premium warrior! One day I'll work to be just as tough as you, Dude."
-Blitzwing shrugs again "Your such a weird femme i swear."
-Turmoil shrugs too. "But a beaut nonetheless." he winks.
-Moonlight pats Turmoil's cheek. "Awwww, isn't he a sweetie." She winks at Blitzwing. "But my weirdness is part of my charm."
-Turmoil nods in agreement.... feeling like he's being patronized. Again. And again, thought secretly to himself, he blames Swivel, or his inability to beat her up, as why he is always being condescended.
-Blitzwing tilts back the bottle of enerwine. "Aye...it's a cute weirdness."
-Moonlight wasn't really meaning to be condescending, she just likes to tease everyone a little. "So, what are you up to this cycle Turmoil?"
-Blitzwing grins "You seem a little more upbeat then a last saw you bud."
-Turmoil shakes his head. "I had nothng planned for the cycle really. I was busy on patrols earlier, then I went to my room to record some personal things down." he shrugs. "But the stupid datapad is defunctional I tell ya!" he looks at Blitzwing and arches an optic ridge. "I'll take that as... a compliment?"
-Moonlight leans against a wall and gets comfy. "What's wrong with the datapad?"
-Blitzwing throws his hands up. "Ar..thats how I meant it. You'll be a good warrior if you want it bad enough my friend, that I assure you."
-Turmoil shrugs. "Kept deleting my more recent entries, or messing them up." shrugs and cracks a grin at Blitzwing. "Of course! I know I've made progress when I stop LOSING to that FEMME!" he dramatically slumps down in a chair, slapping his forhead.
-Turmoil shakes his head. "No way Moonlight. Nobody sees them. I'll just get some new ones and transfer what data didn't screw onto it. It's personal stuff you know."
-Blitzwing looks to Monlight with a grin. "We are at War....hence we are all WARriors me lady."
-Moonlight shrugs easily to Turmoil. "If you insist. I could look at the blank ones first to make sure they work okay..." She looks falsely sombre at Blitzwing. "/I'm/ not a warrior."
-Blitzwing says, "I disagree. Have you fought?"
-Moonlight chuckles. "I've tried the few times I was pressed to. Never done a good job at it though."
-Turmoil nods his head, then shakes it. "I'll just get some new ones. I don't have any blank ones left... I buy only one when I need one." shrugs again. He looks at Moonlight, then BLitzwing. "Hmph.... this insisting of not being a warrior sounds familiar..." he says a tad bitterly.
-Blitzwing 's smile broadens "Then your a fighter, thus a warrior."
-Turmoil shakes his head, disagreeing with BLitzwing for once. "Warrior and Fighters are different. Anyone who can fight is NOT a warrior!" he says VERY protestantly(is that even a word?). Probably because he won't admit a certain someone who kicks his aft around the block is a warrior.
-Moonlight gives Blitzwing a sly smile. "We'll have to bring the matter before Shockwave...he's the logical master." Then she turns her gaze to Turmoil. "Something the matter?" she asks.
-Turmoil frowns. "I just think if someone can last a battle it doesn't make them a warrior.... you gotta have the warrior spirit! You know? THe right mindset and the skill to go along with it!"
-Moonlight grins at Turmoil, her expression nearly splitting her face. "I agree with you one-hundred percent on that matter."
-Blitzwing shakes his head. "I disagree..."
-Blitzwing says, "You see...to fight, you need an inate instinct, a warrior ethic if you will."
-Turmoil looks at Blitzwing in disbelief. "Why? SOmeone who lasts a few fights may be skilled at surviving, but not fighting! Not being a WARRIOR! Besides, if just ANYONE can be a warrior because of a few scuffles then what is the world's best warrior? It sort of loses it's glory..." he pauses ot lsiten to BLitzwing's input, pausing and considering it for a while. "Hmmmm.... so you saying that anyone who has pulled their weight in a fight is a Warrior? I still disagree. No one cna be a Warrior if they don't want to be."
-Moonlight chuckles...finding this amusing after all. "I just like to talk and run."
-Blitzwing shakes his head. "Optimus Prime never wanted to be a warrior."
-Turmoil looks at Moonlight. "You remind me a lot of Swivel."
-Moonlight makes a face at Turmoil. "Never say that to me again."
-Blitzwing steps in the middle of the duo like a referee. "I am right you know."
-Turmoil frowns. "Oh sorry... it's just the whole "talk and run" and the "I'm not a warrior" and the whole anti-violence thing. It's a lot like what Swivel says all of the time. Which is why I originally liked picking fights with her... becuase she hated fights and said she wouldn't. BUt if she wanted to save herself she'd have to fight because I forbade her escape the first few times. Then it was revenge for my losing!" he lets out an audible growl, forgetting Blitz's Optimus Prime remark. "One day I will hammer her to the ground and process her to scrap metal! Rip off a few limbs too... be as brutal as possible to show NO ONE messes with Turmoil like THAT!"
-Blitzwing glares at Turmoil. He knows he would kill Turmoil dead for doing such a deed but cant say it.
-Moonlight shrugs. The name Optimus Prime doesn't have much meaning for her. She was still on Monacus when he left...blissfully unaware that any such being existed. Then she makes another face. "Ummmm, try not to be so graphic Turmoil...it's rather upsetting."
-Turmoil shrugs. "Oh sorry, I was lost in the moment." he smacks a hand into his fist. "Unfortuneately I just can't go an' pick fights. It's a" he draws out a sort of mocking tone like a child making fun of his parents "..waste of resources!" he shrugs. "But, eh, I do it anyway. One day I'll beat her and people will stop giving me heck and looking down on me just because I can't beat a dumb scout!" he looks a bit vexed now, corssing his arms over his chest. "Do you know how humiliating it is?"" he snorts. "And not like I get much support around here."
-Moonlight sighs. "It's small blame to you. The little pest /is/ pretty tough and resiliant."
-Blitzwing chuckles. "Yea...She gives me all sorts of trouble...BAHAHAHAHA."
-Moonlight gives Blitzwing a long, searching look, just to make sure the big mech is all okay.
-Turmoil shakes his head. "Not only is she hard to hit... she's sort of freaky in a way She seems to ignore everything. Half of her armor could be torn off and she's still runnign around or fighting with her all..." shakes his head. "Maybe she isn't such a dumb scout." he frowns... maybe she's more of a warrior than him. THe very thought causes his green optics to flicker angrily. "I hardly think she's REALLY a scout. She's pobably special intel and has in all files and data been recorded as a scout... and probably enjoys fights, and is a trained warrior and only pretends when she talks about being some little defenseless or violence hating scout. She's probably all just a BIG lie!" he accuses angrily.
-Blitzwing just stares.... "She's a scout. I hit her with a missile she falls. "
-Moonlight shrugs and speaks softly. "I think she's strong because she truly doesn't want to fight. She doesn't belong in the war. She's kind and selfless...and maybe that's what bugs me about her."
-Turmoil puts his hands on his helmet in aggravation, if he had hair, he's be ripping it out by now. "I actually managed to hit her with two rockets and she came after me! Her armor was about to fall off and she ends up shooting me with ice and retreating while I was decapacitated!" he almost shrieks. He hyperventitlates a moment or two then begins to calm and looks at Moonlight, talking in a frightening desperate tone of voice. "Selfless? Yeah yeah... selfless doesn't belong in the war. SHe dosn't.... that's right she doesn't.... becuase she's fake! She's a lie! i have her figured out! She pretends to be all sefless! She has you and you! All of you under her lies! AAAAGH!"
-Moonlight grabs Turmoil gently by the shoulders. "Calm down fella. You're never going to get anywhere by freaking out like this."
-Blitzwing does the right thing and hauls off and slaps Turmoil. "GEt a hold of yourself. Damn."
-Turmoil flails his limbs in protest when he is touched, then hauled, and finally comes to his senses with the sweet impact of Blitzwing's fist. He ventilates heavily and looks around, almost sheepishly. "Sorry...." he shakes his head, having lost control. "I think there is something wrong with me."
-Moonlight folds her arms and shakes her head. "Naw...I think your mechly pride has just run off with your common sense."
-Blitzwing chuckles "You'll be okay...you just need to kick somebody's aft."
-Turmoil grumbles a few times under his breath in response to Moonlight, then grumbles more in response to Blitzwing. "yeah.... like Swivel's aft."
-Moonlight sighs, making her martyr pose at Blitzwing again. "You think that's the answer to everything." She glances at Turmoil. "I think I'm right. A handy skill for you to learn is to laugh at your failures and learn from them instead of whinning about it."
-Blitzwing shrugs "Sometimes it is me lady."
-Turmoil frowns "I AM NOT WHINING!" he protests. THen he adds calmly. "I am merely protesting in anger."
-Moonlight chuckles. "Well, don't do that either Turmoil." She looks back to Blitzwing. "As for you, I can't wait until you find a problem you can't solve with violence. My sides will hurt from all the lauhging on that cycle."
-Turmoil nods his head. "THere is right now a problem Blitzwing can't solve with violence, Moonlight. Your wit." he chuckles.
-Blitzwing scoops up Turmoil playfully and holds him over Moonlight. "Catch."
-Moonlight moves out of the way. "I don't think so."
-Blitzwing sets him back done joking at Moonlight. "Kill joy."
-Turmoil doesn't squirm, that isn't manly. He doesn't struggle either, not macho. He punches Blitzwing, Now that's macho. Well, not a hard punch. A fun punch!
-Moonlight shakes her head. "I don't find it particularily joyful to be stuck in repair-bay because you dropped a warrior on me."
-Blitzwing drops like a sack of potatos, feigning unconsciousness.
-Turmoil blows on his knuckles, then kisses them, then shakes his hand to loosen it. "Dude, I rock."
-Moonlight calmly walks over to Blitzwing and sits on his tummy. "Hmmmmm, you've just given this room some nice furniture Turmoil. Thanks."
-Turmoil nods his head and grins sticking out his chin and continues nodding. "Yeah. I'm a handymech! And damn good lookin' too."
-Moonlight looks down at Blitzwing and wiggles a bit. "Yup."
-Turmoil shakes his head, waving his finger. "Furniture don't talk! SHame!"
-Moonlight gets that mischievious look again and pats Blitzwing's chest. "Why don't you come have a seat Turmoil?"
-Blitzwing looks up "What the frag....He aint no femme...."
-Moonlight laughs at Blitzwing's 'dilema'.
-Turmoil crosses his arms and walks over. "Mechs don't sit on mechs." he says in a proud manly voice, but he does howvever, heave a heavy foot onto Blitzwing's chest and leans all his weight into that one foot.
-Moonlight's tone is dry. "Hail the conquering hero."
-Turmoil flexes?
-Turmoil does some macho gesture.
-Blitzwing glares "Once she gets up...your in trouble."
-Moonlight gets even more comfortable on Blitzwing, giving the large mech a saucy wink.
-Turmoil looks down at BLitzwing. "Shush! Furniture don't talk!" he winks at Moonlight. "Comfy, dear?"
-Blitzwing grins " You know Moonlight , a mech could enjoy this."
-Moonlight gasps, putting a hand to her mouth in mock surprise. "Enjoy something other than drinking and fighting?"
-Turmoil chuckles and pulls a dangerous stunt and puts his other foot on Blitzwing, nows standing on Blitzwing, his jet's standing by so if Blitzwing makes any sudden moves, he can lift himself into the air and avoid being tumbled over.
-Blitzwing replies " I love companionship, I do have my softer side." He glares at Turmoil again. "Practice your victory pose...you might not get to use it."
-Turmoil looks down at Blitzwing. "Practice your wooing, you may not get to suceed."
-Moonlight carelessly 'falls' off of Blitzwing. From her place lying on the ground she grins up at Turmoil. "Uh-oh...what are you going to do now?"
-Blitzwing quickly stands up and looks at Turmoil. He then lays down resting his head on Moonlight. "Comfy pillow."
-Moonlight pretends to wince. "Foiled again!"
-Turmoil lifts in hte air a little and looks down, shaking his head. "Shame." shakes his head, landing softly, nudging Blitzwing with his foot.
-Blitzwing quickly kicks Turmoils legs out from under him. He then stands up.
-Turmoil falls over but quickly gets up. He's been knocked out from beneath his legs a LOT by a certain little car with ramming power. He perches his hands on his waist, arching an optic At BLitzwing. "shame shame. Mech must never lounge on femme."
-Moonlight rolls over to lean on her elbows and watches the two mechs.
-Blitzwing walks to his quarters door. "I'm going to bed." He grins "Care to join me Moonlight?" He chuckles.
-Moonlight chuckles. "Ya big wuss. I'm not even sleepy."
-Turmoil chuckles in agreement. "Besides, we know yu have better taste than THAT Moonlight!"
-Blitzwing says, "Who said anything about sleeping?"
-Moonlight stands up, glancing at Turmoil as she does so. "What would you know about taste in mechs Turmoil? Unless you swing that way....?"
-Blitzwing coughs. "Well...the invitation is only to Moonlight...sorry Turmoil."
-Turmoil leans closer to Moonlight. "Mechs don't need to 'swing that way' to know when a femme is making poor decisions." he looks at Blitzwing. "I'm glad you clarified that for me, I was a little worred there. We all know I am a mech's mech, though it is a shameful thing and really, quite embarrassing! But, I don't swing that way."
-Moonlight bursts out into laughter. "Being a Decepticon would be so dull without you two around."
-Blitzwing nods "Your some mech's mech, gotcha. Whose your daddy?" He snickers. "You hurt my feelings Monlight. I could entertain you all night."
-Turmoil grins. "Oh.... so now we're just your fools, eh?"
-Moonlight shakes her head. "No...my friends."
-Moonlight winks at Blitzwing. "You go on ahead. I still have some things to clear up. I might join you later, I might not." She leans towards him and mutters something... "But ... ... ... ... about ...  just ... save face." ((But you can always lie about it later, just to save face.))
-Turmoil pats Moonlight on the back. "Yeah, jokers, friends, buddies.... what's the difference?"
-Moonlight shrugs. "The difference is how much pain I'd take for someone."
-Turmoil nods his head slowly, with a little bit of not quite understanding that that is supposed to mean, but him being all mech, he doesn't ask.
-Blitzwing leans into Moonlight and whispers something "You ... NO ... ... your ..." ((You have NO IDEA what your missing.))
-Blitzwing chuckles and turns to leave "Gnight you two...Moonlight, you dont even need to knock."
-Moonlight winks at Blitzwing, not muttering this time. "Maybe I'll find out some other time. But I can't afford to get /too/ distracted now. Have a good rest cycle."
-Turmoil just shakes his head, giving a 'you're not really going to consider it, are you?' look to moonlight.
-Moonlight gives Turmoil a grin that could be interpreted in any number of ways.
-Turmoil shakes his head muttering to himself about how woman can never give straight answers.
-Moonlight only chuckles at Turmoil's mutterings. Usually she's pretty straightforward about stuff. But sometimes it pays to be a little more...mysterious...or at least more frustrating.
-Turmoil chuckles. "Anyway...." eyes the bottle of enerwine that Blitz didn't finish off completely and forgot about.
-Moonlight has had enough to drink for once cycle, and doesn't even notice the bottle. "So, now what?"
-Turmoil grabs the bottle and pours himself a glass, having been terribly deprived of the goodness of energon for the most of the cycle.... well... classy energon anyway. He takes a glup and looks at Moonlight. "So, how long have you and Blitzwing known eachother?"
-Moonlight shrugs. "Not sure really. I don't pay much attention to the time." She frowns slightly. "I met him when Psykeout was still alive though...they didn't get along too well."
-Turmoil gives an inquisitive look. "Who's Psykeout?"
-Moonlight's optic ridges crinkle a bit. "A friend. He died...."
-Turmoil frowns. "Ah.... sorry. Not a topic you want to touch I suppose? Was he a 'friend' or just a friend?"
-Moonlight smiles slightly, but it's a sad smile. "Somewhere in between. I think I wanted it to be more...but he lost he reason first, and then he lost his life." She sighs. Moonlight doesn't often get into these moods, but she's not invulnerable to them.
-Turmoil frowns. "What do you mean he lost his reason? How can someone lose reason? Did he go insane or somethin'?"
-Moonlight nods. "The war finally pushed him too far...he went a bit crazy and disappeared for a while...then an Autobot killed him."
-Turmoil nods his head. "Danmed Autobots... 'n I thought they wuz wussies." he smirks a little. "I admit I've been proven wrong an' I don't mind admitting it around you, you know I'm wrong anyway." he chuckles a little. "I sure hope the war doesn't push me. I doubt it could... this Psykeout.... doesn't sound too stable if the war could push him around... like you know... too far..."
-Moonlight shrugs. "Well, he wasn't an overly young mech...and he wasn't a Con to begin with. Besides...Swivel complicated things. That's another reason I don't like her."
-Turmoil frowns and seems instantly VERY intersted. "How was she involved. Did this happen recently? Because I always got the impression that Swivel was probably about as young as maself."
-Moonlight thinks. "Sort of recently. I haven't been on Cybertron /that/ long after all." She shakes her head. "Swivel befriended Psykeout, or he befriended her, I'm not sure which. I think it just added to his confusion in general."
-Turmoil strokes his chin in a manly way, deep in thought (for Turmoil that is amazing). "Hmmm.... so she befriended Psykeout an confused him you say? How so... I want to know as much as you know about Swivel's interactions with people."
-Moonlight reflects on the question. "Maybe you're right about me," is all she would say.
-Turmoil looks perplexed and confused. THis time he'll admit, though it goes against the laws of machodom, that he's confused. "COme again?"
-Moonlight smiles slightly. "You said I was like Swivel. In some ways I am. Neither of us are prone to attacking and would much rather use words. Thus, the warriors of the opposite faction don't view us as a threat."
-Turmoil nods his head slowly. Hey... yeah he did say that! Wow! A femme said he was right. Woah..... "Yes, I did say that. And you two do sound alike. Sounds like you two could almost get along if it weren't for her complicating matters. Of course, not that I encourage it. I still think she's a faker. Or maybe I'm just too obsessed with putting any bad name to her as I can."
-Moonlight chuckles...she bounces back easily and quickly. "I think it's the obsession."
-Turmoil sighs. "I really don't understand why I get so worked up an obsessed with things... and only realize it when.... well I've never realized it much. only other time I sorta realized something was not just rivalry but obsession was when I have having a drink with someone... um I think his name was Novastar. I don't have a lot of good talks, you know? Deep talks like this. I'm used to going out and kicking aft."
-Moonlight shrugs. "I'm usually pretty shallow myself. But sometimes the deep parts just have to come out to light."
-Turmoil shrugs. "Novastar said obsessions lead to self destruction. Now that I think about it, what he said seems to be coming true. I guess I've sort of realized it and haven't been thinkign much about Swivel, or trying not to. I don't know what it is that gets under my armor. I mean, hell, if I'd left her alone, I wouldn't be humiliated! Oh but hte humiliation is too much I jsut want to scream and rip her apart!"
-Moonlight pats Turmoil on the shoulder. "Just don't get so upset about it. Is anyone actually laughing at you...or is it just in your imagination?"
-Turmoil makes an angry pouty face. "The whole Decepticon radio channel was lit up with mockery once when I couldn't hit her... and Bltizwing was the biggest source of it. When I retalliated he crunched me hard. At first I figured it was our usual joking around, but then he started getting out of hand so I just responded with a bit of jeer and a desperate attempt to prove I wasn't as bad off and then he slugged me one." shrugs. "And then at teh Arena... primus you'd have had to be there to understand the humiliation at the Arena!"
-Moonlight frowns slightly. "Well, most Decepticons aren't known for their understanding and tact. I'm sure you'll show them one of these days...but you never will if you don't keep a cool head on your shoulders."
-Turmoil nods his head. "Yeah...." he clenches a fist. "It just infuriates me! Y'know, I don't care if this obsession destroys me. Swivel can't be invincible, right? I just gotta try a little strategy to get her back!"
-Moonlight shakes her head. "You could never use her strategy...you aren't all sweet and innocent like."
-Turmoil looks at Moonlight. "I'm not. No. Glad I'm not. But there must be a strategy to breaking her! Or maybe just stooping REAL low!"
-Moonlight shrugs. "Just forget about her, work on another problem, and an opportunity will present itself to you later."
-Turmoil rolls his head a little frustrated. "THat won't work! DO you think we win this war by focusing on other problems and waiting for an ungauranteed opportunity to show itself? No! I am a doer! I am proactive! I DO THINGS not sit aorund and wait for things to go smooth!"
-Moonlight finds some real furniture to sit on. "Suit yourself."
-Turmoil nods his head. "Though doing things does take some thought" he says, also taking a seat. "I've just got to clear my head and think about Swivel's weaknesses." he shakes his head. "She's got a fair deal of friends that are armed well and can do damage... so I can't take advantage of her friends. I've already destroyed her home." he taps his finger on his knee. "I don't know enough about her personal life to render her vulnerable by hitting somehting personal or something that will get her emotional.... I could always try to drug her drink if I meet her in the bar but that might be hard without getting cought.... could try to set up a trap with some buddies..." he shakes his head. "But she has HER buddies. I can't seem to beat her on my own."