Oracle walks into the room, not noticing everyone at first. She looks rather contemplative.
Onslaught transmits a radio message.
Triage receives a radio message.
*Triage & Onslaught leave*
Onslaught tips his drink draining it into his arm port, "Is there a problem with that, Windfall?"
Windfall glares at Onslaught, "I see you refuse stay dead. Perhaps next time I'll have to rectify that situation." She takes Vampie by the arm and tries to lead her back to the pool table."
Onslaught says, "You are of course, welcome to try and toss aside your neutrality that you seem to claim."
Oracle finally clues into the fact that there are other people in the room and gives everyone a half absent smile.
Onslaught nods to Oracle. "Greetings."
Revamp guhs? She comes out of her reverie, and slides across the smooth flooring. "Um... man, this is jsust WEIRD..."
Oracle nods back to Onslaught with a half smile. "Enjoy being dead?"
Windfall calls to Oracle, "Not as much as I did."
Oracle glances at Winfall, her optic ridge quirked.
Onslaught shrugs. "Gave Triage and I a chance to settle in together without comments from the nut gallery." His head sorta turns towards two of the terrible trio.
Revamp snerks, wrinkling her nose some at Onslaught before returning to her game. "Just my luck..."
Revamp sinks a shot, leaving 8 on the table.
Oracle fixes Onslaught with a look that isn't judgemental, but not exactly friendly. "Do you know how miserable those /deaths/ made a lot of people?"
Onslaught looks to Oracle. "Towards Triage? Yes. However, it served its purpose in drawing out the murderer."
Oracle shrugs with a cryptic smile. "Yes, I suppose no matter what some one is miserable."
Windfall shakes her head, "Girl, just ignore him. He's an aftwipe."
Onslaught nods, "Yes, Oracle, it is."
Revamp hrms, looking fairly pleased at the crack of the balls and the subsequent sinking.
Oracle turns to Windfall, her arms crossed over her chest. "I don't try to ignore /anyone/."
Revamp hmmms. "I guess, Windfall..." She sighs.
Onslaught says, "Good philosophy to have, Oracle. I wish you luck in holding it."
You say, "I'll talk to anyone who doesn't take a shot at me."
Windfall growls to Oracle, "Then watch who you keep company with."
Revamp moves around the table, and perhaps a little bit spitefully, makes sure to lean particularly far over to take her shot, much as if to say 'kiss my skidplate' to Onslaught.
Revamp misses a shot, leaving 8 balls on the table.
Oracle walks over to Windfall. "Why? I have no reason to."
Onslaught seems non-plussed by it all.
Windfall gestures to Onslaught wit her cuestick, "I'm just saying be careful. Once a snake, always a snake." She leans in and takes a shot.
Revamp receives a radio message.
Revamp eyes Onslaught for a moment, a thoughtful gleam in her optics.
Revamp mutters to Windfall: "... know ... ... I might ... ... naughty ... ... ..."
Onslaught glances up at Windfall, "...a snake, hmm? Been called a lot of things, but that's a new one."
Revamp wonders... "what IS a snake?"
Windfall looks up at Revamp as she shoots again, "Really?"
Windfall sinks a shot, leaving 6 on the table.
Revamp nods. "yeah, but tell me what a snake is, first.
Oracle shakes her head, almost condescendingly.
Windfall chuckles, "It's a... scaly legless thing that slithers along the ground and smells with it's tounge. Native lifeform to a few organinc spots I've been to."
Oracle leans against a wall, closing her green optics, and letting out a sigh.
Revamp nods. "OK..."
Onslaught looks himself over. "No scales, no tongue.. and I walk, not slither. Hmmm."
Revamp mutters to Windfall: "You  ... would just ... ... make him suffer just ... TINY ... ... ... ... as he had made me..."
Windfall glares at Onslaught, "But you have the same spirit." She turns back to Revamp, "How?"
Revamp says, "But... that wouldn't be feasible, really..."
Revamp hmms?
Revamp giggles, and goes into girl talk mode.
Revamp mutters to Windfall: " ... ... ... ... to get ... ... ... him FIRST..."
Oracle moves over to Onslaught with a slightly amused smile.
Revamp ponders for a moment.
Windfall mutters to Revamp: "you ... ... that  but they ... reprimand ... or something."
Onslaught glances up at Oracle. "So, how have you been, archivist?"
Revamp nods. "Yeha, I know..."
You say, "I've been doing well enough. And yourself?"
Onslaught nods. "Well enough, all things considered."
Oracle mutters to Onslaught: "... ... just feel ... warmth between you and ... two femmes."
Windfall mutters to Revamp: "... can't humiliate ... with nowhere to go ... down."
Windfall giggles.
Revamp perks up. "SURE YOU CAN! I got it!!!"
Revamp leans in close. "OK, here's the deal..."
Onslaught mutters to Oracle: "They ... ... ... taking away ... of ... members of ... ... Triage ... ... be ...  ... decided that she'd rather spend ... life with me. I think it's  if ... ... me."
Onslaught mutters to you: "They blame me for taking away one of the members of their group. Triage used to be with them, then decided that she'd rather spend her life with me. I think it's jealousy, if you ask me."
Revamp mutters to Windfall: "... give ... a ... ... of ... ... ... ... a much more... mischeivous ..."
((Somehow I think that isn't how mature femmes should be acting.  But I also think they can't be all wrong.  There's two sides to every story.))
Oracle mutters to Onslaught: "Somehow ... think ... isn't ... mature femmes should be acting. ... ... ... ... they can't ... ... ... ... two ... to every ..."
Revamp heys!!!
Onslaught mutters to Oracle: "... cannot ... ... ... is ... ... first. ...  ... are free to ... them yourself ... their ..."
Onslaught mutters to you: "They cannot accept that Triage is a Decepticon first. But then, you are free to ask them yourself for their side."
Revamp says, "I heard that... at least part of it..."
Onslaught says, "She made a good point, Revamp."
Revamp narrows her optics. "Care to share the rest of it with me?"
Onslaught says, "And not just that your immature, either."
Onslaught waves off Revamp. "You have your conversation."
Windfall looks up, having been ignoring the two, "What'd he say?"
Oracle smiles...she's not been herself lately and is slightly strange right now. "Certainly...I said "Somehow I think that isn't how mature femmes should be acting. But I also think they can't be all wrong. There's two sides to every story.""
Revamp inclines her head. "Ok. that's what I needed to know."
Oracle makes a mock bow. "Glad to oblige."
Windfall's optics narrow as well, "I /know/ that prostibot does NOT want to go there with me!"
Revamp whas???
Revamp looks over to Windfall, suddenly quite confused. Who's the prostibot?
Revamp edges away from the others and then makes her way over to the other side of the dancefloor.
Onslaught transmits a radio message.
Revamp receives a radio message.
Onslaught says, "How mature of you, Windfall. Must work wonders for your relations with the Militia, being affiliated and all."
Oracle doesn't look insulted...doesn't even seem away that she /had/ been insulted.
Revamp transmits a radio message.
Onslaught receives a radio message.
Windfall glares at Onsy and Oracle and stomps off after Revamp, muttering, "No they didn't... I should take BOTH of the outside and..." Her voice trails off...
Oracle shakes her head.
Onslaught transmits a radio message.
Revamp receives a radio message.
Revamp says, "WHAT?!?!? You're jsut SICK, man..."
Onslaught says, "Makes perfect sense if you think about it, Revamp."
Oracle quirks an optic ridge at Onslaught. "What did you say?"
Revamp gnnnghs. "Elaborate, please... I don't think this is how Windfall WOULD be trying to impress me if she DID..."
Onslaught says, "Just conversing openly with m dear Revamp, Oracle."
Revamp snorts. "You have an interesting way of interacting with your dear ones, then..."
Oracle suddenly looks shocked, and heads for the door. "I'll be back in a little while." There is something appologetic in her tone of voice.
Onslaught says, "Good cycle, Oracle."
Oracle walks out.
*leaves*
Oracle walks back into the room.
Revamp shudders. "he... ugh..."
Windfall glares at the departing con and settles into her usual booth for a nap.
Oracle looks at Revamp and Windfall. "I'm sorry if I offended either of you. I haven't been myself for the last little while."