-Whiplash looks after Nightclaw for a moment, and turns toward the field hospital as Blitzwing and Moonlight emerge.
-Onslaught turns to Calenture and nods slowly, "Again, have to excuse that...seems that everyone wants something from me this cycle...a shame I don't have much left to give."
-Moonlight glances down at Whiplash and attempts a brave smile...she's still quite uncomfortable. "I see you've recovered too."
-Blitzwing grin To Moonlight, and walks over to Whiplash and Nightclaw. He sets the femme on herr feet, and extends a hand first to his foes. "good fight you two. It was a honor."
-Whiplash tilts her head a little and regards the other two, then grins. "I see the two of you did what I told you and practiced," she says.
-Moonlight nods her head. "You gave good advice." She frowns. "Of course it sort of helped that you and the other guy ignored me quite a bit..."
-Redline transforms back into robot mode and stalks over to Onslaught. "Now unless you have further use of me I shall depart," he says a bit grumpily. With that he turns and heads toward the exit of the arena, still not pleased with being here.
-Calenture cocks his head to one side, "I don't want anything from you, Onslaught. Don't want anything from anyone, really." He shrugs, "I'm here to serve.. Which puts me on the giving list, not the recieving list.. Unless its an attack and we all know what flashy seekers are only really good for.." He turns on a heel to depart, finishing the thought, "Cannon fodder."
-Blitzwing looks to Whiplash "Your okay now I take it?"
-Whiplash accepts Blitzwing's offered hand without any of the snarling at him that she displayed the other day. She seems genuinely pleased at his and Moonlight's performance. She does, however, shoot a murderous look after the departing Redline, as she realizes who/what must have manhandled her not long ago.
-Onslaught nods to Redline as he watches his departure, looking back to Calenture, "Bah...again, apologies...I didn't mean you per se...oh bother. Why do I even continue? I could be dead in a cycle or three, and about the only people who'll really need to be concerned aren't even on planet...funny that...anywho, shall trouble you no longer Calenture."
-Whiplash withdraws her hand and remarks, "Of course I'm okay. Takes more than a groundpounder to keep me down." She grins again, showing her fangs.
-Moonlight teaters slightly and bumps back into Blitzwing. "I...I think I want to go home..."
-Blitzwing rolls his optics, tilting his head as he does, chuckling, before stopping, spying Onslaught. "Moonlight, can you allow me to just relay one message briefly?"
-Calenture pauses midstep, peering at Onslaught, "You underestimate the unique level of loyalty you have engineered, Onslaught. But... We both seem to be taking the others words inthe wrong fashion.. My most.." he turns and dips into a deep, flamboyant bow, arm sweep and all, "Sincere apologies for causing a commanding officer discomfort in my misunderstanding of what was spoken."
-Moonlight nods and leans gratefully against Blitzwing. "Sure."
-Whiplash glances toward Nightclaw again, nodding to him briefly, before shifting back into MedusaSaur mode. She'll go off somewhere and finish healing on her own. None of this medbay stuff for her.
-Onslaught shakes his head, and does his best to return th bow, although a tad stiff in his movements as his mind is pre-occupied, "Nothing for you to apologize for Calenture. It's all my fault really...and no discomfort has been caused by you to me, so no need to worry."
-Moonlight watches Whiplash head off. "Take care Lash."
-Blitzwing covers the femmes audio recievers. So he can /scream/ across the arena at Onslaught. "Like I was saying. You figured Whiplash and I would rip each other apart! You left Moonlight to fend with that....other guy. That's not right! He's not one of us! What if he took it to far? Were you going to get up off your AFT and stop him?"
-Nightclaw slows down, and turns to watch Whiplash transform. A smile of bared fangs emerges, as he moves into such a position to follow her...or what would seem like following her, even if he's just leaving the arena as well.
-Calenture heaves a much resigned sigh, "We have issues." he comments before noting Blitzings bellow.. He thinks..considers for a nanoclick before he calls back out, "OH take it like a mech and shut the slag *UP* Blitzwing. For primus sake we were all here on the ready.."
-Moonlight glances almost reproachfully at Calenture. "He did have a rough day," she says rather meekly...which is definately unusual for Moonlight. She seems kind of like a deflated version of herself.
-Onslaught looks over at Blitzwing, and doesn't even bother being round about with his words, speaking directly at Blitzwing without skipping a bit, "Blitzwing, as I said before, you're a complete and utter git. An idiot, and not of the savant variety. Firstly, I knew full well you and Whiplash COULDN'T handle each other properly...hence Moonlight. I knew that wouldn't have been fair, so I included my friend. Oh...sorry, did you not notice his Decepticon insignia? Gee...shame. You see, he IS one of ours...and in fact, he was specifically TOLD not to do more than put either of you out of comission. Quite frankly Blitzwing, if you say even another word that might even be construed as more stupidity, I'll just shoot you. I can suffer the consequences should I need to...so, again, relax." turning to Calenture and chuckling, "Yes, we do have issues. We all do...or so it would seem."
-Moonlight is now quite cranky, and justly so. "Oh for Primus sake. No wonder we can't finish the slagging war." She shakes her head. "At the risk of sounding lame, and mabye my head was hit too hard when I fell, but why can't you all just get along."
-Blitzwing is fuming. This is the part where he croses the line...again. He looks to Moonlight. "Don't worry about it, you stood up for me before, now it's my turn." He runs over hoping the rail, standing right next to the two mechs. "Hate to interrupt your nice little conver...wait I dont give a frag. Onslaught, you want to displine me, Thats One thing. But you want to put /her/ in harms way...that I do have a problem with! She's by her own admission, not a fighter. Why don't you drag Redline into the arena to fight? Or is that somehow different. I... " He hays noithing more to say....he's done.
-Onslaught wordlessly turns to Calenture, turns back to Blitzwing, shakes his head, and begins walking away, refraining from making any harsh comments, or doing any more. Making his way straight for the exit of the arena, and out of the spectators stands.
-Moonlight reminds herself to ask the Bots if they run into the same problems as she grabs Blitzwing's arm and leans closer to him...she's really afraid of what might happen to her friend /this/ time...last time was bad enough. She looks at Calenture once more. "I didn't see you fighting in the arena today. I don't see how difficult this cam be in comparrison." She sighs.
-Calenture facepalms, smacking his visor with the palm of his hand.. "Not sure how much more of this I can stand.." he mutters, frame shaking once more. "Blitzwing..." He holds a hand between Onslaught and blitzwing, "Maybe you should settle down before your mouth causes your more trouble, eh? Primus be damned you are a dense mechanism sometimes.." At Moonlights words, he tilts his head, watching Onslaught for a moment before answering, "No.. You didnt.. Because I'm smart enough not to get stuck in a punishment round to see the error of my ways.. Unlike some, I dont *need* things pounded into my head. Sorry you got caught inthe middle, ma'am, but thems the breaks in love.. and war."
-Onslaught isn't listening any more as he's already made it quite a distance away from it all, but mere feet from the exit. If someone didn't know him at all, they may think he could be his normal cool calm self. Anyone who has spent more than ten astro minutes with him can easily spot this is not the case as Onslaught takes his last few steps towards the exit to the arena.
-Blitzwing just stares....boiling over again. "Yea...thats about right. My input only matters when it's Blitzwing go blow this up. He just blows me off now." He raises his voice in the hopes Onslaught can hear him. "BEcause the only soldiers he cres about are the one's who mindlessly follow his every whim, opinion isnt an option...BECAUSE HE'S A POWER HUNGRY EGO MANIAC!"
-Calenture just.. evidently.. can't deal with this right now.. The immacuatly polished seeker shakes again.. glancing at Blitzwing, then Moonlight before tracking Onslaught a moment. Then.. he dissolves into near hysterical laughter... "*SNICKER*"
-Onslaught stops in his tracks right at the exit. Oh, he hears Blitzwing...but he's not about to escalate this any further. He's had enough, and Blitzwing is merely adding insult to larger injuries he couldn't possibly understand.
-Moonlight's forehead creases slightly as she looks at Calenture. "Well of course that's the way it is if everyone just keeps spouting cliches about it instead of doing something about it. Maybe I'm just some smuggler from Monacus and not in a position to know anything, but it seems to me that this Empire isn't going to go anywhere so long as we are taught to fight each other as well as the enemy." She shrugs. "Back on Monacus each member in my little band would blast themselves before ever laying a less-than-friendly hand on one of their fellows." She sounds sand.
<Decepticon> Onslaught says, "If you have a formal complaint against what I did, feel free to file it.  Otherwise keep your uninformed, uneducated opinions to yourselves, seeing as how you're not really willing to listen, and are only willing to rant.  If you're willing to file formal complaints, I'm sure they'll be handled with the utmost of respect and lack of bias.  In fact, feel free to launch a formal complaint against me, so I can officially take a leave of absence while IA looks into matters.  Please.  I beg you."
<Decepticon> Lieutenant Moonlight says, "Blitzwing, I'll live.  No worries.  Let's just go somewhere and recouperate."
<Decepticon> 2nd Lieutenant Blitzwing says, "No Sir, you see I cant do that. Why? Your the one who got me out of the brig, thus im indebted to you. Why you can't explain your reasoning to me, says volumes of how little you think of my mental capacity."
-Blitzwing looks to the chuckling Cal "What the frag is so funny?" He turns to Moonlight. "We'll leave shortly... you got my word."
<Decepticon> Lieutenant Moonlight says, "Blitzwing, please let it lie...I really don't want to take another beating, but I will if I have to.  Because if you start mouthing off, I'll just have to defend you again the best I can."
-Calenture grabs for the railing, almost doubling over with the strange laughter that has overtaken him.. His visor darkens as muffled words get out, "Never... shoulda come back.... Confusion... Oh primus... This hurts."
<Decepticon> Onslaught says, "No, I did explain it Blitzwing.  You weren't listening.  Again, you're not in debt to me whatsoever.  File a formal complaint.  Command, take me off the security net, I'm officially off duty until further notice.  Onslaught out."
-Moonlight gives Calenture an odd look. "I just wish I knew what was so funny...I thought my words were pretty serious." She doesn't sound angry or hurt...just curious.
-Blitzwing taps Calenture on the shoulder. "Explain this to a simple grunt like me. Please."
-Calenture manages to straightenout, still chuckling oddly, "Would if I could.. Half of me doesn't understand a damn bit of it.. Other half just wants to strangle the lot of you..heads so far up your afts if one of you made a suden turn,necks would break... Try listening... And try seeing things from someone elses point of view.. Until you've walked in *their* footprints, you really have *no* idea about them.."
-Moonlight only has one thing to say to that. "Lovely."
-Blitzwing just stares. "Wha?
-Calenture snickers again, evidently unable to prevent it.. "You just go about what your doing.. Never mind me.. I'm just here for looks. Sense isn't in the job description." another snicker as he turns to depart.
-Moonlight sighs. Well, at least /someone/ is amused. She tugs gently on Blitzwing's arm again. "We going now?"
-Blitzwing scoops up Moonlight confused and babbling incoherently. "Home yes now we go, quickly we shall."
-Moonlight snuggles slightly...she's had a long day and doesn't mind acting slightly like a kidlet.
-Blitzwing just shakes his head walking to the exit pausing to look at the carnage on the floor, as a good portion of the residual fluid left on the arena floor came from them. "My what a cycle." Exit stage left even...heavens to mergetroid.
-Moonlight seems just as happy to have Blitzwing carry her out of there...only. "You sure you're up to carrying me Blitz? You took a beating too..."
-Blitzwing steps slightly hobbeled, but determined nonetheless. "She cut my turret." As they reach the door. "Thought you talked to her about that."
-Moonlight chuckles slightly. "I guess she decided not to listen."
-Blitzwing walks out of the arena weary and tired.

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.

-Blitzwing crashes down against the post of his doorway. He craddles the femme for a minute or two before giving her the option of getting up.
-Moonlight stands on her own now and looks at Blitzwing anxiously. "You going to be okay Blitz?"
-Blitzwing nods. "I'm fine...well fine is too strong a word. I'll survive."
-Moonlight smiles softly. "You really don't need to get so upset on my account."
-Blitzwing loooks to her with those optics. "No dont talk silly...you were there for me today. I love ya for it. You did well to. I'm upset at myself for making you go it alone against that Nightclaw guy...im so sorry Moonlight...I tried."
-Moonlight waves a hand dismissively. "No worries. I'm still alive and so are you and Whiplash. That's all that really matters." She grins slightly. "Besides, I'm not really the damsel in distress type..."
-Blitzwing grins, but body language would indicate otherwise. "I'm still mifed they put you in that position."
-Moonlight shrugs. "Before we say anything more, I think we should both find someplace comfy to sit. I'm beat."
-Blitzwing hmms. "The couch is all the way over there..." he pulls himself up and falls backwards through his doorway, landing on the bed. "Feel free to join me."

Blitzwing's Quarters
Your inside a very small, cramped cubicle. There's an old computer in the back, and some guns laying around here and there... and that's about it.
Contents:
Blitzwing

-Moonlight walks in and sits beside Blitzwing if there's room.
-Blitzwing would tidey up..but...it can wait till he's up to it. "Pardon my appearance, we are renovating."
-Moonlight shrugs. "No worries. I'm too tired to care to be honest...though you certainly /do/ need to fix the place up." She slumps against the wall.
-Blitzwing lays back, optics shut. "I know Moonlight. Place need's a feemes touch." He grins.
-Moonlight chuckles softly. "She couldn't have hurt your turret that bad Blitz," she comments. Then she also closes her optics. "Those cleaning femmes are going to have a field day with this, you know that don't you?"
-Blitzwing shrugs. "Wait wait wait...I dont care. That aft whooping managed to teach me some humility. So If I dont care do you?" He grins.
-Moonlight shakes her head a little. "Not at all. Rumors like that aren't going to kill me. Of course, the same sort of rumors about me and a Bot would be much worse."
-Blitzwing says nothing about the Bot thing, thats a story for another time. He turns over, leaning next to her. "So what do you plan on doing once this war is finally over?"
-Moonlight considers the question. "Enfilade and I had a conversation about it once. We joked that she would go back to carrying suplies and that I would smuggle things from her competitors." She chuckles wearily. "But I think I'll either try to find Swipe, or stick around here and keep my brewery alive."
-Blitzwing tilts his head. "sounds like you got an idea. I want to go into construction, settle down, and raise a few kidlets. A family ya know?"
-Moonlight sighs. "Yeah, maybe. But I meant what I said earlier. This war isn't going anywhere the rate we're beating each other up at."
-Blitzwing stretches, and yawns. He's fatigued, and sore. "LOng cycle eh?"
-Moonlight barely nods. "A bit too long...."
-Blitzwing shrugs, margainally. "Well its all done, you can be happy now. Everything took care of itself. And you were so worried."
-Moonlight nods her head. "Well, I think I was sort of justified...it did hurt an awful lot. So much that I don't want to move any time soon."
-Blitzwing shrugs. "Im in non hurry to go anywhere." He looks to her with some dismay. "Although, trying to get used to the mental image of that guy just putting his blaster to my face and shooting me execution style is going to take some getting used to."
-Moonlight frowns. "I would have rather seen Whiplash win if someone from that team had to win. At least I know her..."
-Blitzwing frowns. "Sorry i left you alone Kiddo. I promised i wouldnt let you get hurt. I let you down."
-Moonlight opens her optics again. "You know something? The fact that you tried is more important than what actually happened."
-Blitzwing looks up at her. "Thank you, it gives me some peace. Your really a beaut. I dont just mean physically. You are so friggin sweet it astounds me. " He leans back, shutting his optics.
-Moonlight shrugs. "Sweet isn't something that's usually used to describe me. I'm a smuggler for Primus sake. Sweet is what you call some innocent little law abiding thing that helps the homeless." She chuckles at the image of her being someone like that.
-Blitzwing grins. "Hey...your a noble and rightous individual. Nobody can convince me different. Your a great friend, wether you realize it or not."
-Moonlight blinks her optics. "Noble? That's even worse. But I won't argue the friend bit. I might be sneaky by profession, but I'm not a backstabber."
-Blitzwing grins "What you want me to call you a scoundrel? I think your just kinky that way. One of those insult you cause you like it femmes." He starts laughing.
-Moonlight shakes her head. "Naw, don't need to be insulted. I just want you to see me for who and what I am. Use appropriate words to describe me and all."
-Blitzwing looks to her. "You did one of the bravest things ive ever seen anyone do today. In my book your a hero."
-Moonlight blushes...she isn't /that/ shallow after all. "Well thanks."
-Blitzwing smiles at the sight of that. "Just want to let you know someone appreciates you as an individual...as a friend."
-Moonlight gets more comfortable. "That's the best way to be appreciated. I'm not a warrior or a zealot, I'm just a femme trying to survive. And the best way to survive is to have a few friends at your side."
-Blitzwing looks up at her. "well..you got a friend for life right here."
-Moonlight opens one optic. "Well, at the rate you're going, I won't have a friend for long. Onslaught is a higher-up, which gives him too much power and you just play into that, which worries me."
-Blitzwing frowns "I didnt like what he did...you couldve gotten hu...You did get hurt. But if you want me to drop it, ill drop it."
-Moonlight sighs. "I want you to do what you think is right, but if there's a safer way to do it, then that would be better...do you see what I mean?"
-Blitzwing ponders. "You're right. Simple way...easier..." he appears to drift off to sleep right next to her.
-Moonlight curls up and tries to make herself as comfortable as possible, she really doesn't feel like getting up. It was, as Blitzwing poitned out, a long cycle.
-Blitzwing is out like a light. Sorry Moonlight, youll have to forgive the big guy.
-Moonlight is very forgiving, especially since she sees that Blitzwing has the right idea....