January 11th, 2003 ~Blitzwing(D), Turmoil(D), Whiplash(D), Onslaught(D) Crossroads The crossroads are one of the few remaining functional intersections on Cybertron. Four thoroughfares are routed through this cloverleaf intersection. Stacked three levels above the surrounding landscape, the entire exchange is covered with a huge glass dome. The purpose of the dome was lost long ago with the construction crew that built this interchange, but now it simply provides some shelter from the occasional caustic storms that arise on Cybertron. The area around the interchange is relatively flat and since the crossroads are raised above it, there is room underneath for travelers to rest or admire the open view. Hotly contested in more recent times, whoever controls this central transit point could potentially control entrance to Iacon as well as Crystal City, so the Autobots try and keep close guard over it. Dome Ruins Obvious Exits: -U- Up leads to Sky above Iacon Crossroads -N- North leads to Ancestral Overpass -S- South leads to Crystal City Highway -E- East leads to Old Expressway -W- West leads to Ruined Outpost -Moonlight stands outside the Dome ruins, sitting on a piece of junk, waiting with her arms crossed. -Blitzwing sits on the junk beside Moonlight. "So...um, how should I handle this." -Moonlight shrugs her shoulders, though her face betrays a feeling of relief. "I'm not sure...I don't know what happened in there." -Blitzwing shakes his head. "She explained to me what Turmoil did and said. How do I react to one of my friends trying to manipulate the relationships ive had with the only two femmes Ive ever really cared about to hurt me?" -Moonlight shrugs. "It's not you he's after...it's Swivel. He thought if he discraced Swivel in your optics then he would be free to pound on her without making you angry. I told him it was a stupid plan and that he would have to answer to me if he distressed you." She kicks a piece of junk. -Blitzwing grins "with all due respect there darling, your not the one he needs to worry about dealing with. Thank ya for the centiment though." He stands and begins to walk towards Darkmount -Moonlight stands up to follow Blitzwing. "Yeah, you'll just pound on him, possibly get in trouble with the higher-ups, and that won't solve anything." -Blitzwing says nothing...and walks at a deliberate pace. -Moonlight continues after Blitzwing, pressing herself to keep up with the large mech, whose stride is probably much longer than her own. "What are you going to do then?" -Blitzwing unsheaths his sword and begins twirling it as he walks. -Moonlight frowns ever so slightly. "I know this might be a 'duh' sort of question, but you're not planning on using that are you?" -Blitzwing grins to her "Ayup." -Moonlight sighs. "It's not going to do you any good..." -Blitzwing chuckles. And doesn't reply. -Moonlight follows helplessly. 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. Blitzwing Obvious exits: -N- North leads to Darkmount - Elevator Shaft. -S- South leads to Darkmount - Guardhouse. -Moonlight follows Blitzwing into the Barracks, hiding the relief she feels at the fact that Turmoil is not present. -Blitzwing knocks loudly on the door to Turmoil's room. -Moonlight stands close to Blitzwing, but not /too/ close. She remembers way back to when she first met Blitzwing...he had been trying to use his sword on a Con mech at that point to. She frowns and shakes her head. He'll never learn... TurmOil's Room It's a room with some stylish colors and nice mech-sized furniture. There are some pictures of pretty femmes on the walls. Contents: Blitzwing Turmoil -Blitzwing doesn't open the door, he cuts it in half with his sword. -Moonlight is standing some ways behind Blitzwing, a look of dismay on her face. -Turmoil looks up startled from a datapad, quickly setting the password and tucking it away. He has nothing to say... sort of hard to say something to a big guy with a sword when you know in every whay you've pissed them off. -Blitzwing says one word. "WHY?" -Turmoil stands up instantly. "Why? Why?" he shakes his head. "I was trying to destroy Swivel. I couldn't do it in battle so I've been trying every alternative." he says coldly. -Blitzwing shakes his head "Did you even consider remotely what it did to me? Have you any idea?" -Moonlight sighs audibly with anxiety. She really doesn't like where this is going. Fights in a bar are intolerable enough, and fights in the barracks is even worse. She knows she has to intervene now...and decides to do it to excess. She squeezes past Blitzwing and tosses her hat to the floor, just so there's no mistaking her expression. "You! Sit!" she says to the much larger mech. Then she turns to Turmoil. "You! Stay put!" Her tone is loud enough to be clear and her anger is something rarely seen on her face. -Turmoil lowers his head looking a little ashamed. "I was going to destroy the tape...but my obsession of revenge prevented me. I didn't even realize I'd be hurting you so badly until moonlight brought it up." he gets cut off from moonlight's stern interference and stays put. -Blitzwing throughs a piece of door out the doorway. "Moonlight I will never say this again as long as I live, but for now SHUT UP." He hands his sword to Turmoil. "Well you want to be a warrior so bad? You want to be the tough guy around here? Then Fregging finish me off. YOU ALL READY STARTED THE JOB!" -Turmoil stares down at the sword, then back up at Blitzwing. "Calm the slag down BLitzwing, it isn't fraggin the end of the world!" he says throwing BLitzwing's sword ot the side iwth a clatter. "A warrior is DIFFERENT from a murderer!" -Moonlight growls low in her throat...she doesn't like to be told to shut up, and despite the fact she knows Blitzwing could do severe damage to her if he chose, she's ignoring this fact. She grabs at his arm and digs her heels into the floor. "Nuh-uh. I'm not going to shut up. Do you know why?" She doesn't even pause for an answer. "It's because I'm your friend, and friends don't let friends beat up someone that will get them in slagg with the higher-ups and get brigged again...or worse. Turmoil acted stupidly, that much is true. He trampled over all your feelings despite the fact I told him not too...told him that it would hurt you and that it should never be done to a friend. But you're not going to help yourself by slagging him." She pauses for a moment. "You're needed by the empire and by your friends...." -Blitzwing just stares at the two of them. "Not the end of the world huh? Consider this one you tough mech...whose sole purpose has become outlasting a scout! I've ben blown up, crushed, smashed, lit on fire, sliced, stabbed, shot and possessed for this frigging empire generally, but actually for my friends." He seeths glaring a hole through Turmoil. "In light of recent events, I'm left to consider if my friends would do the same for me. Primus, I have to wonder...if i consider a mech that would do this a friend, Maybe I'm the big idiot whose best purpose is a shield the higher ups seem to think I am!" -Turmoil frowns, looking at Moonlight, then Blitzwing, a bit of a click or flicker seen in his optics. He sits back down on his bed, looking around then looks back at Blitzwing. By Primus... Turmoil has gone and done it. He knows it too. "Blitzwing." he says calmly. "Blitzwing" he repeats to assure himself his vocalizer is still working. "All, right, this is tough guy Turmoil Talking. I'm sorry, BUT" he says the word very sharply. "You need to calm down. I, the macho mech who is very arrogant, insensitive, and never thinks about anyone but himself and his own foolish obsessions, admits making a LARGE and uncalled for mistake. After talking with Moonlight I was trying not to mess up or bring up the tape. YOU were the one who wanted to hear it, BLitzwing." he shakes his head. "If you would have just listened to Moonlight and myself when we told you that you didn't want to hear it, you insisted. It was an accident i slipped up mentioning, I'd realized I'd be destroying you if I let you listen to anything on that tape only AFTER Moonlight pointed it out. Therefor, I wasn't planning on playing hte tape for you and getting rid of it, but before i got aorund to it, you poped up and I wanted to talk with ya." he shakes frowns and shrugs his shoudlers, kicking Blitzwing's sword further awya from the three of them so it hits the wall and makes another clatter. Sure it isn't a veyr big room, but as far as possible is still farther. -Moonlight can't help but feeling a /little/ smug over being right, but it doesn't out-weight the anxiety, anger, and sadness she is feeling now. Quickly she darts over to where Blitzwing's sword has been kicked to and picks it up, afraid of seeing it in either mech's hands right now. She glances over to Blitzwing to see if he's even going to /consider/ accepting Turmoil's apology. -Blitzwing looks down at the floor unsure what to say. " Damn it. Is She really worth it? Are you that damn insecure that you cant deal with the fact a femme beat you?" He shakes his head in disgust. "You could tell me to go kill any Autobot for you, with the exception of her, and I wouldn't even blink before doing it. I hope to Primus it was worth it for you, she was more important then your friend. She's upset. You hear me? You destroyed her home! You broke her spirit. She isn't herself anymore. You've won! ENJOY YOUR VICTORY!" -Despite the ammount of time Moonlight spends convincing everyone that she's shallow and callous and so on, she really isn't all that. In fact, she's a rather caring individual under all her arrogance and teasing. She really feels for Blitzwing...he's gotten nothing but grief since the higher-ups discovered he had feelings for an Autobot, and she's always tried to be there for him. "Oh Blitzwing..." she says, shaking her head sadly. -Turmoil blinks a few times uncertain how to react. He won. Pride tells him to rejoice. He's found how much of a self centered jerk he is. Dignity tells him to be ashamed of himself. Blitzwing has gone over the edge. Common sense tells him not to respond to pride. So Turmoil just looks down and says nothing. -Blitzwing calmly walks over and takes his sword, putting it in subspace. "I cannot fathom this. I really can't. You wan't to be a warrior? You want to be revered as a conquering hero? You want to be a legend? You want to be a WARRIOR? Well then...learn yourself a F***ING LESSON! There is no pride in beating a femme or a kidlet. You stake your fragging claim, your earn you fregging keep Mech to Mech, not against ladies and kids. Go ahead, boast. Whoop it up. Have a party for Primus sake. If you ask me... Your pathetic. Your 'victory' is as shallow as it comes." -Moonlight relinquishes the sword without much fuss...it's /his/ sword after all. Instinctively (the kinder side of instinct anyhow) she reaches out to put a hand, comforting and not restraining, on Blitzwing's arm. -Turmoil looks with an irritated flicker. "I never attacked no kidlet, and she ain't no kidlet. Femmes? Ha! I used to think they weren't worth my time. Think the same as you. Then tell me this, how is it that most of the most fearsome decepticons are femmes? Tell me why some of the higher-ups are femmes? Tell me why I, who one my first day of the Academy took down two other mechs, two other warriors, could lose to a scout? A femme that you so call pathetic?" he scowls at nothing in particular. "At irst it was a game. She put up a fight when it came to picking them, so I wanted to proveher wrong, prove she was probably just as violent as anyone else in the war. Any other Autobot. Then she beat me. So I tried again my pride deeply hurt. Alright, so by then it was simply to make sure it was no fluke that I lost the first time. It was then it clicked. I at first figured I'd let it go, but it kept coming back to haunt me that I couldn't beat a femme, a scout, so I tried alternate ways. She was so resiliant. What was worse was that she wasn't at all... at all... she wasn't putting up any sort of fight but was still resiliant! It made no sense how she could do that! NO sense at all! She defied all logic. She didn't belong. It btohered me more and more until I realized I had a stupid obsession with breaking her, destroying her, putting her in her place!" he grips a fist as he talks, then relaxes them. "But I'm not enjoying the victory the least.........." -Blitzwing says simply "I didnt say she way pathetic. I said YOU ARE." He shakes his head, and begins laughing hysterically, unable to control himself. "All this time I thought i t was cause you couldn't fight. It's cause your so fregging dense! You don't get it do you? The Reason a femme like Ghost or Enfilade ascends through the ranks is their self sacrafice. They are willing to break themselves for the cause. You consider yourself a warrior? You arent a warrior...A warrior learns to master his rage...you've made rage your master. You and your all consuming feud have put yourself at risk, and this empire all because of your freaking pride. Your a boastful shell. Your the shadow of a fighter. You never put yourself before the Empire. This cause is bigger then you, and your personal concerns or feuds. It's been here for Vorns before you, and I hate to break it to you, it will out live you! You serve the empire, not the other way around. You cant be a warrior, without being a soldier! You can't try to use this cause to further yourself. This cause uses you. That may sound harsh, but it's reality. You commit yourself a hundredandten percent to this cause, or take your aft out that door right now! Put this empire at risk over your pride. Disgusting...and like I said... PATHETIC!" -Turmoil mutters under his breath. Turmoil mutters to Turmoil: "... ... ... ... ... the ... for the enemy. ... much for ... hundread ... ten percent to the empire" -Blitzwing says, "What? Lost your mechhood! Speak up boy. I just called you a prideful brat. Say something for yourself." -Moonlight tightens her grasp slightly. "Let him be Blitzwing...if he's as low as you think, then he's beneath your notice. If isn't so low, then you have to give him a chance to make things better." -Turmoil looks up defiantly. "Onehundred and ten for the empire? Does that include picking up femmes from the enemy's side?" okay... that's going to get Turmoil decapitated. -If you've ever watched a pro wrestling match, you know the ferocity with which a clothesline strikes, hard enough to snap a neck perhaps. Picture a two ton insturment of death lunging foward with a forearm shiver across somebody else's throat. And BOOM there it is. " Hold your toungue boy." -Moonlight watches Turmoil go down with a gasp. For some reason the whole thing is outraging her now. "You are such an idiot Turmoil. I don't care if you're hurt now...you should have left well enough alone." She turns to Blitzwing. "Will it make you happy to crush the life out of him? Is that really all there is left for you? Romance fails and beer can only take you so far?" her tone is challenging, hoping to divert Blitzwing's ire away from Turmoil. She just hopes that she has Blitzwing figured out as well as she believes she does. -Turmoil makes a 'NGKA' sound as the fierce arm connects to his throat and he gets knocked back and falls onto his back with wide optics, his hands instantly going to the point of impact with a follow up of "NNNNNGAAAH". He struggles to get back up, ventilating heavily. When will he learn? WHEN WILL HE LEARN? "When will I learn?" he mutters to himself under his breath once he gets his ventilation system working again. He just looks again at Moonlight then at Blitzwing. -Blitzwing isn't ignoring Moonlight. He only sees Turmoil. It's just he's got tunnel vision right now, optics locked, and i mean locked on the mech on the floor. He's poised resting his hands on his knees, towering over his friend. He's like a shark with blood in the water. He can taste it. He's eyeing him up. He's towering over the downed mech head bobbing as he talks smack fit for a drunken brawl. " Lesson #2 Punk. Don't hit a mech while he's down. Get your aft up, come on boy. You run your mouth some more. Well tonight my friend, your mouth wrote a check your aft can't cash." Lieutenant Moonlight says, "Ummmmm...who all is handy and nearby Darkmount?" Whiplash says, "I'm at the usual spot. What's going on?" 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "I'm just dolling out some training exercise, no need for assitance." Lieutenant Moonlight says, "In-fighting...Blitzwing and Turmoil. Don't lie Blitzwing...you know this isn't the regular drill." -The rpoblem with being a macho mech, you can't ignore a challenge, even if it is going to get your aft pummelled to scrap. That would be cowardly, and NOT cool. Then again, being a low down dirtbag like Turmoil has been, is definately NOT COOL. Not at all. He's not winning any poplairty contests, that's for certain. Turmoil just shakes his head. "Dude... I don't wanna fight you..." and he stays right where he is. 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "The kidlet wants to be a warrior...he's learning a few things. Blitzwing out." Whiplash says, "You having problems, Moonlight? You need someone to help you break things up?" -Moonlight actually springs out right in between Turmoil and Blitzwing...even tunnel vision can't ignore that. She plants her hands on her hips, mostly to stop them from shaking. "Stop it Blitzwing!" This isn't a command...it's a plea. Lieutenant Moonlight says, "Not sure yet...just remain ready, though I know I don't need to tell you that Lash, you're the most ready person I know." Whiplash says, "(she actually chuckles appreciatively) Well, let me know if you want me to come charging onto the scene. Meanwhile don't let 'em destroy the base, hm? Would be kinda embarrassing if our own warriors did the Autobot's job for 'em." Onslaught says, "Hmmm...what seems to be going on now?" Lieutenant Moonlight says, "It's complicated..." Onslaught says, "Life is complicated. Sum it up." Lieutenant Moonlight says, "Blitzwing wants to fight Turmoil, and not in a friendly arena type way. He's already decimated Turmoil's door." -Blitzwing takes a step back to humor the lady. Although he has no problem leaning over and glaring at the downed Turmoil. He begins pacing, and cussing, and pacing some more, but at least no there's an appreciable difference of space between Turmoil and the tank intent on wearing Turmoil's inside's as a hat. 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "There's nothing going on." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "I was told by CoC directly to show the kid the ropes of combat. I take a hands on approach." Onslaught says, "Well, I'm sure Blitzwing is on the broadband channel and can hear this, so I'll only say this once...Blitzwing, if you have a problem with a fellow officer you bring that complaint to command. You don't take action into your own hands." Onslaught says, "Take a hands on approach in the arena then." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "I got no problem going to the arena." Onslaught says, "Then do so, Onslaught out." Whiplash says, "You won't mind an audience, surely?" -Moonlight sighs. "Let him go first then Blitzwing (referring to his last comment on broad-band). Once he's there you can go join him in the arena. That way the rest of the base isn't trashed." Onslaught says, "In fact, I'd encourage an audience...I'd even encourage others to challenge the winner. Make it interesting." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "You can even get winner Lash. (chuckle in the background) Although i wouldnt like to hurt a lady." Lieutenant Moonlight sounds almost...angry. "Interesting? This is too serious to be interesting." Onslaught says, "I fail to see what's so serious about it Moonlight. You claimed that Blitzwing wanted to do major harm to Turmoil, he retorted he'd be willing to take it to the arena. That hardly sounds serious, or like trouble to me." Whiplash says, "(growls) You're likely to get your head handed to you, Blitz." -Turmoil growls under his breath. "Now who is letting rage get the best of them? Ignoring hte Empire? LYING TO THEM? You hypocrit! You damned Hypocrit! I am not going, I'm not moving an inch!" PRIMUS! When will this idiot learn? Onslaught says, "(chuckles at the banter between Whiplash and Blitzwing) Well in that case...I'd really like to see you go against Blitzwing, Whiplash. That could prove interesting as well." Lieutenant Moonlight sounds hurt now...but not from anything Onslaught said. "On second thought...maybe we /do/ need a mediator...I'm obviously failing at the task." Onslaught says, "Fine, we'll make it simple. Units Blitzwing and Turmoil, report to the training arena on the double." Grunt Turmoil says, "I object!" -Moonlight looks as though she's not sure that what she is diong is right. -Blitzwing shrugs "I'll just let my boss know you have no interest in combat training. It's okay Not all of us can be warriors kid." He extends his hand to help the mech up. "Your my friend. I'll see to it you can get a desk job, so you don't have to worry about combat duty, you might hurt that pretty face of yours." Yes, he's sarcastic. 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "Let it be boss, I'm calm." Lieutenant Moonlight sounds nervous now. "Can I speak freely...and if I do, how bad will the consequences be?" Onslaught says, "Turmoil, that's a direct order. Feel free to disobey it, and I'll feel free to act accordingly. Both of you get down here now, or you can sit in the brig together." Onslaught says, "Speak as freely as you'd like Moonlight." Lieutenant Moonlight says, "I honestly think this isn't just a minor conflict to be worked out in the arena. Blitzwing might want to hurt Turmoil, but I think the damage in the long run might be done to Blitzwing himself...*she hesitates*" Onslaught says, "Duly noted...however I don't see anyone in the arena. That would be a problem." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "Im helping the boy up. He's fallen...and he cant get up. (boisterous chuckle)" Lieutenant Moonlight hesitates again. "If I thought saying please would make a difference, I would," her tone slightly dry and sarcastic. "I don't think them fighting is a good idea at all..." Onslaught says, "Blitzwing, if you're assaulting another officer, you'll find the punishment to be just as bad as not following orders." -Turmoil looks up at Blitzwing and hesitantly takes his hand and heaves himself up, glaring at Blitzwing., not with 'OH I HATE YOUR FREAKIN CIRCUTRY' but more or less an uncertain glare. "Obiously you and I have different opinions of Warriors. Don't forget the word WAR... unless you really want to start a WAR between you and I... cut the slag." Grunt Turmoil says, "Moonlight is over acting. It's not worries." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "He ran into my arm. Other then that I havent made contact with him." Grunt Turmoil says, "just hoarsing around...." 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "I think it was this clutter in his room sir. We need to teach the youngins how to keep a bunk orderly." Onslaught says, "Blitzwing...do me a favour? Next time you want to give someone an excuse like that, make sure their sufficiently dumb enough to not know you're lying first, okay? I do recall ordering you two to come down to the arena...obviously that order fell on deaf ears. That's alright. I'm on my way down to your location." Grunt Turmoil says, "Fine we're on our way to the Arena." -Moonlight moves to block the ruined doorway. "What's the point?" she asks. Onslaught says, "Negative. My order has already been disobeyed, keep your current position." -Turmoil looks at Moonlight. "The point is it is an ORDER to go to the Arena." -Blitzwing says, "Oh Frag. Now you did it. I'm getting brigged again." -Moonlight shrugs. "He can take it up with me then." Onslaught says, "We're all going to sit down and have a nice little chat...since you're acting like kidlets, you shall be treated as such. Stay where you are, I'll be there momentarily." -Turmoil listens and shakes his head. "Not as bad as the fact I'm being brigged with YOU!" Grunt Turmoil says, "Yes sir" 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "Hey boss...just remember you through me in the brig...your relying on Novastar to watch your aft. (he bursts out laughing). -Moonlight reaches out her arms so that each of her hands is resting on one side of the door jamb. Onslaught says, "Blitzwing, you must be overenergized...I don't need anyone to watch my aft. However, your threat is duly noted." Grunt Turmoil says, "Smoooooooooth" 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "You misinterputted me, never mind. Your the Xo." -Turmoil plops down on his bed, frowning, and rests his chin on his hands, propped up by resting his elbows on his knees. Onslaught says, "I did Blitzwing? I could've sworn you said something along the lines of me needing someone to watch my aft, should I throw you in the brig....sounds like a threat really...but what do I know?" Onslaught says, "Again, noted Blitzwing." Onslaught says, "Be aware, unit Novastar isn't on active duty...but regardless..." -Blitzwing leans on the wall. "So....What the hell happened to that door?" As he tries to cover up the outline of a turret burst through the door frame. -Whiplash sidles around Moonlight a little to get inside and find a place to stand, trying not to swat her with a tentacle in the process. -There isn't much room for anyone else to enter the room...Moonlight is currently blocking the door, each of her hands resting on either side of the door jamb. She's got a bit of a scowl on her face. -Turmoil is a prisoner in his own room! A PRISONER! Okay... so Moonlight is blocking the door... -Onslaught follows Whiplash closely to source of the disturbance and almost instantly notices the small femme known as Moonlight attempting to block the entrance way or what's left of it, "Moonlight, might I suggest you move aside?" -Moonlight considers the question for a moment...."What are you going to do to them?" she asks, looking up at the much taller mech. She's /really/ got to find some friends that are less troublesome. -Whiplash has managed to slip past Moonlight, but Onslaught will have to get her to move, or move her, to do the same. Whiplash herself doesn't look like she's here to go for anyone's throat just yet, seeing as they're not currently attacking each other, but she does glare around the room and take note of its condition. -Onslaught doesn't hesitate to respond, "I'll do to them what I'll do to you, should you block my passage. I'm here to assess what the trouble is, and work accordingly. If you refuse to move, then we have a problem. I refuse to physically move you Moonlight, so it won't come to that, however I won't ask again nicely." -The Room is in farly good condistion. There is only one dent and a sliced open door. -Blitzwing does the western style whistle as Onslaught stands in the door way. Then Chuckles. He's got a smile on his face as he waves to Whilash. -Turmoil is seated on his bed with a bit of a glare in his optics, but he seems glaring at noe one or anything in particular. -Moonlight lets one hand drop, but doesn't move quite yet. "That's still not an answer." Okay, so maybe Solar's spoiled her by not punishing her for past disobedience. But that might not have mattered. She's genuinely fond of Blitzwing and Turmoil, and she doesn't want them to get brigged (or worse) just because she peeked into Blitzwing's room the other night to see if he was actually asleep...and that act opened up more wounds than she could count. -Turmoil puts his hand to his throat area again, it's still a little sore from getting clotheslined. -Onslaught sighs as Moonlight just isn't budging enough, keeping his cool, and responding in as calm a tone as possible, "Moonlight, I don't answer to you. The longer you keep me from the situation however, the more inclined I'd be to just brig all three of you, put you all in the same cell, and let you sort it out over a cycle or two. Since you failed to move based upon my asking you nicely, I'll lower myself to merely ordering you to move aside." -Moonlight sighs...to follow orders or to do what comes natural, tough choice. She moves slightly. "Just because you're a higher rank than me and the fact that you don't /have/ to answer me, doesn't mean you can't. Those mechs are my friends...and it's partly my fault that they're in trouble. I want to know what you're going to do to them." Onslaught can easily get by now, but Moonlight is still standing there, unwilling to back down all the way. -Onslaught chuckles as he shakes his head and begins walking past Moonlight, "Dear Moonlight, think about your question a moment. If I've come to assess the situation, how can I possibly know what I'll be doing to them, if anything? They may not even be in any trouble..." -Whiplash narrows her optics a little in response to Blitzwing's wave at her, but makes no comment to him. She does however give Moonlight a brief warning look, and then relaxes just slightly as the other femme steps aside a bit. -Blitzwing is leaning up against the wall singing something about being pretty fly for a tank guy. -Moonlight folds her arms. "I haven't been watching people get brigged all this time for nothing." She wonders if, when this is all over, if anyone will even appreciate what she's done...or tried to do. -Whiplash comes right out with the question. Not much subtlety from her. "So why were they fighting?" -Onslaught doesn't look amused...not in the slightest, as he scans the room from one side to the other, looking at the individuals responsible for all this commotion. "I wonder what would've happened, if say, one of our convoys was under attack and we needed backup...oh right. We'd have you two smacking each other, Moonlight watching and attempting to stop you, and probably numerous delays being reported over the broadband about not being able to make it on time. What if something important was going on in the training arena? Hmmm...oh well. Let's cut to the chase, what's going on here? Be honest...I can tell when you're lying." -Blitzwing stands up and says outright "Abridged or full version boss?" -Moonlight leans against the doorframe and watches, suddenly reminded of /why/ she doesn't like higher-ups. She really doesn't like where this is going, and is rather frustrated that she tried so hard and it didn't work. No one likes to fail. -Blitzwing begins speaking including handgestures. "It began with a rumor reguarding me and Moonlight, and I questioned Turmoil, as he was the only other present during the time the alleged rumor happened. He had a tape recorder on his person. On this recorder, he badgered Autobot Swivel, and attempted to get her to state things about me. I immeadiatly went outside crystal city, she confirmed that turmoil was trying to goad me into attacking her because he himself is incapable of defeating her. So I returned here, and explained to him the virtues of being a warrior. At which time he accused me of "selling out" the empire for a femmes affection. It was at this time he landed on the floor." -Onslaught continues to listen, but leans sideways over to Whiplash, barely whispering a few words to her. "Hmm...an idea ... hit me. Follow ... lead ... you ..." -Blitzwing concludes. "That's about it Sir." -Whiplash glances aside at Onslaught and nods to him very briefly, keeping her optics on Blitzwing as he speaks. -Onslaught shrugs as he looks Blitzwing over, "That's it...? Well....I must say I'm quite disappointed...quite disappointed indeed." -Turmoil sits back quietly. Hey... no one has directly adressed him yet so it's best to keep his mouth shut for once. -Blitzwing tilts his head "Dissappointed? Why sir?" -Onslaught waves a hand dismissingly, "Oh...it's nothing really...and I doubt you want to press the matter...really doubt it..." turning almost instantly to Turmoil and seemingly now ignoring Blitzwing, "Turmoil, is what Blitzwing has said true? Do you have anything to add to it? Remember, be honest...and don't let 'fear' sway your words." -Turmoil looks up. "hm?" he thinks a moemnt trying to remember what all Blitzwing said, having been only half paying attention. "that's basically it. All of this was just me indirectly trying to get revenge on Swivel and it backfired." -Blitzwing looks to onslaught with that smug I told you so look. -Moonlight frowns to herself...Blitzwing is recovering from this quicker than /she/ is. -Whiplash is just watching in silence for now, the tentacles flickering around her form at an almost leisurely pace. -Onslaught hmms as he regards those involved in this incident, and can find no better resolution than..."Alright then, I've decided. Turmoil, your punishment will be to clean these quarters up, back to their original shape, and in fact to ensure that ALL the quarters in the barracks are in tip top shape." turning his attentions back Blitzwing, "As for you, your punishment will be to fight Whiplash in the Karkas arena at a date to be specified later, of course, assuming Whiplash consents." turns all the way around, an almost cheery tone now to his voice, "Oh yes...lest I forget the one so concerned with her friends...well, I'd hate to take your friends away from you...so you'll be aiding Turmoil with his cleanup duty, and also aiding Blitzwing in his battle against Whiplash. Unless of course I hear some sort of objection....?" -Whiplash tilts her head a bit at Onslaught's pronouncement, then smirks faintly at the concept. "Now there's an idea. Consent? Sure I consent. After that last performance in Karkas." She gives Blitzwing a significant look. -Moonlight sighs. "And I've been avoiding fighting in the arena for so long." It isn't exactly a protest...more of an idle comment. -Blitzwing grins "Whiplash...I loe ya. I respect you as a warrior. But don't get mad at me. Fighting is /my/ thing." -Turmoil shakes his head. Sure. Blitzwing gets to have fun for narly snapping his neck, and now Turmoil has to clean up the mess Blitzwing made of his room. He doesn't say anything, just grudgingly glares at no one in particular. -Whiplash grins. "I just hope you do better this time than the last." -Blitzwing grins "How about a tune up in the Arena now? a friendly little competition?" -Onslaught hmms softly as he strokes his chin, "Then again, on second thought...could confine Blitzwing to clean-up duty, and have Turmoil go against Whiplash with Moonlight's assistance....oh, decisions decisions..." -Whiplash says, "Myself, I like Karkas better anyway. None of those holographic safeguards to put you off your edge. No, I'll see *you* there, Blitz." She grins again, showing her serrated fangs. -Moonlight shrugs. "But how can I help both at the same time?" She isn't trying to get out of it...just trying to get clarification. -Turmoil wonders if the fine print has anything to do with Whiplash keping any limbs she may sever after the fight? -Onslaught says, "Moonlight, their punishments won't be happening at the same time. But still, something doesn't seem just right...something is missing from this." -Blitzwing leans over "Remember Lash...I aint no Autobot." He points to his forearm. "Ask Turmoil. I hit you with this, nobody gets up. Not Thumper, Not Magnus, Not Solar. It's lights out me lady. " He's oozing that bravado. -Turmoil is tempted to say under his breath 'yeah... even punishment' but maganes to not say a word. It's not keeping his mouth shut that got him here in the first place. -Whiplash's tentacles bristle and her optics flash a little brighter in warning. "I've taken down bigger lugs than you, fella." -Moonlight glances Whiplash's way. "I'm usually pretty happy to meet with you, but I don't look forward to meeting you in the arena." -Onslaught chuckles absently, as if something he's forgotten had just come to mind, "Ohh...wait...I don't want you getting too anxious for that fight. I forgot to mention, Blitzwing...it's you with Moonlight's assistance against Whiplash and an unnamed combatant to be decided by myself at the time of the match." -Whiplash tilts her head a bit. "Best get in some practice," she suggests with complete sincerity. -Blitzwing's grin widens. "Yea. you got the rest, now you get the best." He's looking foward to dropping the patented pancake on her. Gotta love falling tanks. "Hey...I'll be sure not to scratch thaat pretty face." He turns to Onslaught. "No sweat. Let it be you boss. That would be fun." -Whiplash spins quickly back to Blitzwing with a growl as her tentacles flicker forward. -Moonlight nods her head. "That might be a good idea. But if I get knocked out early it might be better for me." She makes a face...Blitzwing is /too/ happy. She turns to Turmoil. "Let's get this cleaning done and over with so that I don't have to clean while licking the wounds from getting my aft kicked." -Turmoil looks up at Blitzwing. "Dude. Don't over due it or Whiplash might just keep a few trophies form your fight.... like your limbs." -Blitzwing "You're so cute when your angry Lash. -Onslaught looks over at Blitzwing and wonders if the mech just doesn't comprehend such concepts as 'odds being against someone', "Blitzwing...it'd be fun for the first few moments...but what would I do with your carcass afterwards except let Whiplash tear it to pieces? And deservingly considering I'm not too fond of your words against Whiplash here. Cool your tongue....as for the unnamed combatant, as I said, that shall be decided at the time of the match." -Turmoil looks at Moonlight. "Agreed.... but I ain't no welder. I don't know what to do about this door." -Alright, *that* did it. A crackling halo of electric blue light flares up around Whiplash's tentacles as she takes a threatening step toward the considerably larger Blitzwing. In these tight quarters there's not too much distance to cross. "You want me to cut your vocal processor out *now* or after I take your head off, groundpounder?" -Moonlight winces at Whiplash's anger. "Easy Whiplash...I'm scared enough at the thought of fighting you /with/ Blitzwing's help. Be a friend and don't make me fight you all by myself." -Blitzwing loses his smile in a hurry "I didnt say anything offensive. Did I? I was being civil. I swear...everyone's to..." He notes Whiplash up in his face. "I'm a gentleman, that's the ladies choice..." And he turns his back to her to jaw at Onslaughtt some more. "Like I said...I'm being nice!" -Onslaught says, "...Blitzwing, be quiet while you've still got a head on your shoulders...because if Whiplash doesn't take it off, I just might." -Turmoil shakes his head, "Blitzwing, BLitzwing, Blitzwing.... telling a femme she is cute when they are angry is a big no-no and even /I/ know that!" -Moonlight winks at Turmoil, even considering the circumstances. "/I/ don't mind it..." -Turmoil nods his head. "You love just about ANY attention, Moonlight." -The blue sparks chasing themselves through Whiplash's tentacles slowly subside, but they're still thrashing around her at an elevated pace. Blitzwing turning away from her seems actually to appease her a little, rather than provoke an instinct to run a battle blade into his back ... at least, at the moment. But she still glares at him warningly as she circles around a little toward the wall and positions herself there. -Blitzwing turns back around. "I'm sorry I offended you Whiplash. I was merely complimenting your warrior skills, and you looks, best of both worlds. Allow me to make it up to you, any way you like." He looks at her now some distance away, lifts up his faceplate, and blows her a kiss. -Moonlight stands up and starts idly cleaning up Turmoil's room. -Turmoil stares at Blitzwing. "IDIOT!" he shakes, and rather than get involved, begins cleaning very hastily. "Hey guys... if yur going to be idiots and rip eachother apart... mind taking it outside my room. Blitzwing, I don't need to be cleaning any MORE after you." Turmoil adds as an afterthought. "Or cleaning any more of YOU for that matter." -Moonlight has a sudden longing for Swipe...he'd be cheering her on right now. -Whiplash doesn't take the apology as such at all - in fact, it seems to rile her up all over again. In an instant she's back in Blitzwing's face, the tentacles sizzling all around her. Stray sparks shoot off the tips and sting those nearby, though they're not at full power and so are little more than small jolts of pain at that level. "Alright, you condescending rustbucket," she hisses at Blitzwing. "You think you're so hot? Let's see what you think when you're down in the dust. No, I'm not about to hack you to bits right here - I want the rest of the planet to see it too!" -Onslaught sighs and has had about enough of this...quite frankly, he didn't want it to come to this, but Blitzwing has left him little to no choice...rather, Onslaught knows he'll find the results amusing, as he quickly pulls a laser pistol from subspace, and with one hand levels it at Blitzwing's face, a soft 'tsk-tsk' coming from his audials as he pulls the trigger. Onslaught shrugs as he watches Blitzwing closely, VERY closely, watches the blast connect, and tsk-tsks a little more, "Blitzwing, get yourself to the repair bay and have them patch that up. Turmoil and Moonlight, you know what you have to do...and Whiplash? I'd get some training in if I were you. Not that you need it...but it never hurts to be prepared." -Turmoil quietly cheers Whiplash and Onslaught on... os quiet in fact it's only in his mind. -Whiplash's tentacles power down from one instant to the other as the familiar whine of a laser bolt shoots through the air. Blitzwing having been between her and Onslaught, she didn't see the action, but did hear the result. On reflex she's back by the wall so no attacker can get behind her, and has drawn a gleaming battle blade in the same move, holding it at ready. -Blitzwing whirls around, barely feeling the laser blast, and he throws a forearm shiver throat high, intent on launching his assailants head into orbit. "Sorry boss, thought it was an unidentified intrueder. Damn reflexes." -Turmoil quietly continues cleaning what he can without access to the proper canitation equipment. -Moonlight can't help but look concerned when Blitzwing gets hit, and even seeing that he is unphased doesn't lessen this. Wisely, for her, she keeps cleaning with Turmoil, but she's always watching Blitzwing. -Turmoil looks at Moonlight. "don't worry ... ... They aren't going ... ... ... hurt him ... much they're just going to ... ... ... he ... ... he ... be humiliated ... ... of everyone. I ... what it is like ... be ... ... the trust ..." ((" don't worry too much. They aren't going to brig or hurt him too much, they're just going to preserve him until the arena so he can be humiliated in front of everyone. I know what it is like to be humiliated at the Arena, trust me.")) -Onslaught mentally runs through the whole scenario within but a few nanos, with Whiplash going to the wall - basic warrior instinct, and he'll hardly have to worry about her getting involved just yet. Moonlight and Turmoil are too busy to be of any concern...it's silly Blitzwing who troubles him...'reflexes'...hah. "Reflexes Blitzwing? I thought I said to go to the repair bay...". Onslaught quickly moves to Blitzwing's side, moving out of the way of the attempted attack, and using Blitzwing's own momentum to aid Onslaught's push against Blitzwing's back - a push intended to get the oaf to fall on his face, and perhaps listen to the request to go to repair bay. -Moonlight turns to Turmoil with a dry expression. "That's not very comforting," she notes. She winces as Onslaught pushes Blitzwing...she has a bad feeling about the rest of the cycle. -Blitzwing lands on the floor hard. He grunts, and slowly rises to one knee. -Whiplash bares her fangs and rumbles a growl. She slowly lowers her blade, but keeps it in a two-handed grip. -Turmoil looks over at Blitzwing, then at Moonlight. "... ... ... too soon." ((perhaps I spoke too soon.)) -Moonlight nods her head at Turmoil. "So it seems. Why couldn't you have just thrown that Primus blasted tape away...." She sighs and continues to clean. Her pride isn't injured one bit...she did clean up, and things much more demeaning, in her youth. -Onslaught sighs as this is just not looking 'good' at all...oh well, at least a point is being made, "Blitzwing, report to the repair bay to get those injuries looked at now. I can only assume you'll be training for your upcoming arena match...looks like you'll need to." -Whiplash almost reluctantly puts her blade back into storage and glares around the room with glowing-violet optics. -Turmoil shakes his head taking out the tape and crunching it with his bare hand. "Can't make it any worse now can I?" he says sarcastically. He shakes his head. "Why did i just have to be so short sighted?" -Moonlight meets Whiplash's optics for a moment and shrugs apologetically, almost as though Blitzwing's actions are some sort of reflection on her. -Blitzwing laughs as he stands up. He's cocky as all hell. "I was teaching the kid about warrior ethic Boss, and what do you do, shoot me in the back? Not too good chief. Tsk,Tsk." He shhots a smile to Whiplash, the returns his attention to Onslaught. "I'm fine sir, and When my opponent attacks face to face, they dont get as lucky as you just did." -Turmoil growls, his optics flickering with annoyance. "Blitzwing stop being a cocky idiot. Primus, you are worse than me when it comes ot keeping your mouth shut!" -Moonlight puts a hand on Turmoil's shoulder. "Don't antagonize him any more. Listen to me this time to make up for the last time you ignored my advice." -Whiplash's gaze flickers past Moonlight as she finds it more important at the moment to return Blitzwing's smile with a view of her bared fangs. -Turmoil nods his head, then shoots Moonlight a glance. "I didn't ignore your advice. I had no intention of whipping out the damned tape, alright? It was a simple slip up, got it? Then he threatened to freaking blow off my crotch." -Moonlight leans closer to Turmoil, her face impassive for the moment. "... worry ... ... ... much. Hopefully ... will forgive you in ... I should have ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... I ... have ... more far sighted. ... ... won't ... ... with ... as long ... you ... from ..." ((Don't worry about it too much. Hopefully he will forgive you in time. I should have beenn more insistant and gotten the tape from you. I should have been more far sighted. But I won't be upset with you as long as you learn from this.)) -Turmoil nods his head slowly to Moonlight and glances about the room briefly before looking back at Moonlight. "... I've ... my lesson. Can't say it ... make ... a ... person. I'll probably ... something ELSE really ... ... insensitive." (( Yeah.... I've learned my lesson. Can't say it will make me a better person. I'll probably do something ELSE really stupid and insensitive.)) -Blitzwing looks around. Demeanour returning to normal. no stupid smile, no bravado, just bland ole Blitzwing. "Seriously Whiplash, I'm sorry. I didnt mean to offend you." -Whiplash shakes out her tentacles as though shaking off something clinging and unpleasant, and decides, "I'm heading back to my post. Less crazy out there." She recalls the ranking officer and adds almost as an afterthought to Onslaught, "Unless you still need me here." As Blitzwing speaks again, she turns her head sharply toward him, but her expression softens just a touch, as though this time she might just believe him. At least a little. -Moonlight sighs, not bothering to keep her voice down this time...perhaps her message is meant for other audials as well. "If you just trust in your friends next time, maybe you can stop yourself from doing something foolish. We all make mistakes right. I have your back and I hope you have mine." -Blitzwing walks over and picks up the door fragments...and comes back with a new door...his door. He afixes it to the door frame. "good as new." -Whiplash observes Blitzwing's action with interest. More of the defensiveness seems to leave her stance as she does so. -Moonlight smiles in appreciation to Blitzwing, appreciation that is tempered with sympathy. -Turmoil blinks a few times. "Um..... thanks?" he looks around and shrugs. He can't clean this room anymore without proper equipment and stands up, leaning against a wall looking at Moonlight. "Yeah...." -Blitzwing leans on the door. "Eh...my door is always open anyhow." He grins to Moonlight. -Turmoil rolls his optics. "Great! That is what started this mess in the first place!" -Moonlight shakes her head at Blitzwing. "Nuh-uh. No way. You saw how much trouble that caused /this/ time." -Blitzwing looks around the innocent face. "you act like any of this was my fault. I love you guys." -Turmoil makes a face of disgust. "Sorry Blitzwing.... I don't swing that way. I think I liked it better when you were yelling at me for destroying your life." he's being silly of course. Not to be taken seriously. -Moonlight chuckles, despite the days events. "I'm sure Turmoil appreciates the attention Blitzy." She looks around and grins. "Looks like we are right back to where we were...except for the impending doom hanging over my head." -Turmoil thinks a moment. "OH PRIMUS NO! If we're back the way things were BEFORE this slag happened... this must mean it's a never ending cycle! THE rest of my days are going to be filled wiht sliced open doors and sanitation duty! ACH!" he says over dramatically. -Blitzwing pats Turmoil on the shoulder. "Two words fella: Turret envy. It's okay...I'm sure they could get you an upgrade or something." He starts laughing. -Turmoil punches BLitzwing. -Blitzwing laughs "Dude...as your so found of saying. That was a pretty weak Punch. Moonlight punch me, I want to compare." He keps laughing. -Whiplash was about to stalk off into the corridor to make her way out of the base, as things seemed to have settled down and even taken on a more friendly tone - until Blitzwing once again says something stupid and Turmoil responds understandably. -Whiplash says, "Haven't you two had enough?" -Moonlight sighs. "You guys are going to get me into more trouble...they might just copy Whiplash just so I have to fight two of her at once..." -Turmoil looks at Whiplash. "Do me a favor an' tear off his turret when you fight, so he'll stop deluding himself." -Moonlight winks at Turmoil. "But I like his turret where it is." -Blitzwing smiles " I really wonder about you guys. You should all be as happy as mumum..." he hears Moonlight's words..."mumuME!" -Turmoil looks at Moonlight with a great deal of hurt in his optics. "Who's side are YOU on anyway?" -Moonlight grins and taps her chest with a finger. "My side." -Blitzwing says, "I join that side." -Whiplash smirks. "Maybe I'll just keep the turret for myself." She shoots a look at Moonlight, and the smirk shifts just slightly into a more amused expression. "Or give it to Moonlight, since she likes it so well. If she holds her own in the arena." -Turmoil looks at BLitzwing. "You know, your door isn't going to cut it." he gets up and leaves a moment, putting up a sign he had a spare of outside the door saying "Turmoil's room. Femmes only (and me of course)" walks back in and perches his hands on his waist. "Get outta my room, Blitzwing, you don't fit the criteria." -Blitzwing reaches up and pets his turrret. "we wont let the bad lady take you...she might use you as a chew toy." -Moonlight shakes her head at Whiplash. "Then his turret is a lost cause...because that's just what I am in a fight." -Whiplash just shakes her head a bit, and really does head out to get back to her post now. "Blitzwing, you heard the mech ... outta his personal space," she growls as she stalks past. "You enjoy that turret while it's still attached to you." -Blitzwing looks to Lash " Come on Lash, you know life would be dull without your favorite Tank." -Turmoil chuckles. "That's why she's removing your turret." -Moonlight watches Whiplash go with relief for perhaps the first time since she's met the tentacled femme. She turns back to Blitzwing, leaning close for a moment. "... hope ... appreciate ... ... my ... out for you ... ..." ((I hope you appreciate me sticking my neck out for you like this...)) -Whiplash gives Blitzwing a look of feigned innosence. "Who said I was going to kill you?" She grins, showing another flash of fangs, and is gone. -Blitzwing scoops up Moonlight and gives her a hug before setting her down. "You're a doll." -Turmoil looks at Moonlight and BLitzwing, shaking his head. -Moonlight sighs contentedly and gets back to work...at least the trouble wasn't in vain. -Blitzwing grins to Turmoil. "Two pieces of advice...learn to be quiet, you'll live longer...and Duck when i come after you, like Onslaught did." -Turmoil looks at Blitzwing. "About being quiet... it's a lesson you should learn as well." -Blitzwing nods "I know." "I'm sorry for the things I said and the assaulting." -Moonlight faces Blitzwing. "Don't you have a date with the Repair Bay? I'll walk with you for a bit, I think we'll need some supplies from the storage anyhow...you did quite a number on the door and even though you gave Turmoil /your/ door, Onslaught wants /all/ the rooms in good condition." -Turmoil nods to Blitzwing. "No problem. Sorry for reopening old ruins and shattering your life, dude." -Blitzwing walks to the door. "Could be worse." He smiles. "I couldve gotten clean up duty." -Moonlight reaches to give both mechs a half-hug. "What would I do without you two?" -Turmoil gives Moonlight a full hug. "You'd be bored! Very bored!" -Blitzwing grins ....and doesnt mention the lack of a turret. -Moonlight chuckles. "So, no hard feelings then?" -Turmoil stares at Moonlight. "I don't know, feeling someone's arm impact on your throat is a pretty hard feeling!" -Blitzwing hugs Turmoil. Then stops, as thats not very manly. "I'll buy you many many drinks to make it up." -Turmoil makes a gagging noice. "Drinks, sure. Full bodily contact, no!" Turmoil says. "Anyway, I should be the one making it up to you..." he has en EVIL EVIL EVIL grin on his face. We're talking EVIL! -Moonlight finishes cleaning this room while the mechs apologize. -Blitzwing shakes his head "You worry me little buddy." -Turmoil nods his head. "Doens't it worry you that we were yelling at eachother about ready to kill eachother over serious matters and now we're buddy buddy again?" -Blitzwing shrugs " no. Normal stuff around here." -Moonlight is struck with that statement like a physical blow...what has she gotten herself into. -Turmoil shrugs. "Ah.... it just worries me if things can go through THAT quickly..." he tails off and shrugs. "Well this room looks nice. I'm exhausted. you need repairs. And I don't know about Moonlight, if she's tired or not. Of course... MY door is always open." he snickers. -Blitzwing walks right over into his room "Repair bay is for bitches." -Moonlight nods. "Well, I should get some rest before the big clean tomorow. G'night fellas." -Turmoil rubs theback of his head. "Funny, I see you there ALL of the time."