((Lunar, Screenshot, Brawl))  (D,A,D)

Oracle walks into the room, a bemused look on her face. She is apparently greatly amused at something.
Lunar is sitting at a table in the corner, almost invisible in the shadows.
Oracle glances around, looking for a friendly, or at least familiar, face.
Oracle succeeds with her generic roll.
Screenshot strolls on into the Blaster, smirking quietly as she finds her now usual seat. Shaking her head a little in disbelief..
Oracle spots Lunar in the corner, and moves to join his table.
Lunar narrows his optics, glaring at Oracle.
Oracle speaks, her tone light. "So, you return to the scene of the crime." She laughs lightly.
Lunar cocks an optic ridge. "Your meaning is lost on me."
You say, "It seemed as though that little scene last time didn't impress your 'superiors' all that much."
Screenshot listens without a word. At last the quiet one in the corner seems more alive.
Lunar speaks quietly, his words barely carrying to Oracle and not beyond. "I hope I did not lose face in your sight because of that. For it would be a mistake on your part."
Oracle moves her hand in a dismissive gesture. "Not at all. Some of us have people we have to listen to. It was probably in your better judgement to leave at that time." Pauses. "I hope you...didn't get into any trouble on my account."
Lunar shakes his head. "No." His face remains emotionless.
Oracle seems quite relieved. "Good. In that case, might I sit down?"
Lunar says, "No."
Screenshot snickers lightly. Then she recomposes herself. It's been a long day..
Oracle quirks an optic ridge. "And will you tell me why not?"
Oracle turns in the direction of the snicker, nods her head absently, and turns back to Lunar.
Screenshot holds in her amusement this time. It's not nice to go around finding nastiness funny.
Screenshot is sitting at a booth by her lonesome..
Brawl is very beaten, and moving slowly, a half used battery upon his back. he rubs his optics grogilly "WHATTA DREAM" he says, heading to a seat by himself.
Oracle glances at Brawl as he enters.
Brawl orders himself an f-5 and spends a lot of time pondering it.
Brawl sees Lunar but doesnt pay him much mind
Brawl sesms worn out and barely moving.
Brawl lowers his battered facemask enough to drink from his f-5. he coughs most of it back up agian and puts his head on a table, in a defeated way.
Oracle studies Brawl for a moment. "Are you okay?"
Brawl murmurs "YEAH"
Brawl says, "I JUST HAD A WEIRD AFT DREAM AN' IM TIRED."
You say, "You don't look so good. Have you been in a fight?"
Brawl says, "IN MY DREAM..."
Lunar facepalms. "Primus," he mutters, "Not him."
Screenshot eyes Brawl oddly. "Must've been some deam.."
Brawl says, "NOPE NOT PRIMUS. JUST ME."
Brawl says, "YEAH YOU WOULDNT BELIEVE IF I TOLD IT TO YA"
Brawl says, "AND I WOKE UP AWAY FROM MY POST IN DEAD END AND THIS PLACE IS ALL FIXED NOW"
Brawl says, "I MUST HAVE SLEEPWALKED!"
Screenshot smirks. "Maybe. Choice is yours to tell. I'm just an observer."
Oracle rolls her optics.
Brawl says, "I DREAMED I GOT STUCK IN SUBSPACE WITH SOME STRANGE CHICK, THIS GUY WITH BATTERIES, A CHICK WHO RAN THE PLACE UPROAR FALLOUT AND A DOG AND SOME OTHER PEOPLE>"
Lunar glances at Oracle, and smiles tightly.
Brawl is talking RIGHT to oracle's chest.
Oracle rolls her optics again...at Brawl specifically this time.
Screenshot hehs. "So what's made you look like you've won a really big fight?"
Brawl says, "WELL I DREAMED I FAUGHT UPROAR BUT I PROBABLY SLEPTwALKED INTO SOMETHING"
Screenshot ahs. "Righto. So lemme get this straight.. you sleepwalked and shot yourself, and survived?"
Lunar turns his optics heavenward. He does this when in the presence of stupidity.
Brawl says, "YEAH I THINK SO"
Brawl says, "I GOT OUT OF THE DREAM WHEN THE FEMME IN CHARGE BLEW HERSELF UP"
Brawl says, "THEN I WOKE UP."
You say, "I think you need to take a rest."
Screenshot nods. "Just checking." she grins.
Brawl says, "YEAH MAYBE I SHOULD.."
Brawl rubs his battery "WISH THE BATTERY MAN WAS HERE'
Brawl says, "HE WAS THE ONLY COOL PERSON THERE>"
You say, "Why?"
Brawl says, "HE COUDL RECHARGE THE BATTERY AND I OCUDL POWER UP> I STILL CANT DRINK ENERGON."
Lunar frowns. "Brawl," he says calmly, "You're tired. And there's Autobots in here. You need to rest, BEFORE you end up giving them some information you could use."
Brawl says, "AUTOBOTS WHERE?"
Brawl looks around tiredly.
You say, "Um, where did you get the battery then, if the battery man gave you that battery, and he was just a dream?"
Screenshot waves pleasantly.
Brawl thinks. he's stumped at that one.
Brawl says, "Uh..uh.."
Brawl says, "YER MAKIN MY HEAD HURT!"
Screenshot says, "He must've found it." She is loving this. "You always find weird things when you sleepwalk."
Brawl says, "YEAH THAT MIGHT BE WHY I DREAMED ABOUT IT CAUSE I FOUND IT IN MY SLEEP"
Brawl stares at screenshot's chest now "HEY YER PERTTY SMART FOR A BOT"
Lunar looks coldly at Screenshot . . . then suddenly he smiles cruelly. "Of course. Just like you dreamed you were blown up when you ran into something."
Screenshot holds in her amusement.. "Thank you." she bows gracioosly.
Brawl says, "NO I DREAMED I WAS BEAT UP WHEN I RAN INTO SOMETHING> COLLECTOR BLEW HERSELF UP> GET IT RIGHT>"
Brawl says, "and HE calls ME STUPID!"
Screenshot looks slightly puzzled at Lunar.. then shrugs with a grin.
Brawl seems slightly more tollerant of bots now. odd
Oracle takes a seat and continues to watch the trio.
Lunar shrugs. "Sorry about that." That does it, he's DEFINITELY up to something if he apologizes to Brawl. "Of course. So you weren't REALLY blown up, you just ran into something. Very simple."
Brawl says, "YEAH YOU GET IT"
Brawl says, "YOURE PERTY SMART FOR A FLYER>"
Lunar nods. "But you know what? This could still be a part of the dream."
Lunar says, "After all, it would explain why you got beat up, and why you have a battery."
Brawl says, "YEAH YER RIGHT!"
Screenshot begins to crack a little. Then Lunar's comment makes her lose it, and she breaks into a laugh.
Brawl says, "I WANT THE CHICKS IN MY DREAMS TO SIT ON MY LAP..."
Brawl pouts.
Lunar leans forward, muttering. "Well, since this is a dream, nothing you do here is real. So . . . you can do ANYTHING."
Brawl says, "ANYTHING?"
Lunar nods. "Anything. Anything at all. And nothing that happens is real."
Oracle leans towards Brawl with a smile.
Brawl says, "OKAY GET ME 15 f-5's! and ill down them all. EVEN THOUGH I KNOW MY YSTEMS CANT TAKE IT"
Oracle mutters to Brawl: "... ... advise ... this ... a ... It's ...  ... real consequences."
Lunar walks back to his seat. "I'm going to leave you to your dream, Brawl." He tosses a look at Oracle, with a cruel smile.
Brawl looks to oracle "YEAH ALL THE CUTE GIRLS IN MY DREAMS SAY THAT.
Brawl goes and orders one f-5 right afte rhte other.Screenshot shakes her head in disbelief.. she has got to come here more often when that quiet guy's around..
Brawl tries to gag down the first f-5.
Brawl gags and coughs anc coughs
Brawl holds his nose. "OKAY DOWN THE HATCH"
Lunar chuckles very quietly, his masked face looking perfectly evil.
Brawl tries to force it down. hey if he's gonna drink 15 of them he has to keep it down
Brawl keeps it down..and tries the next. he is looking rather ill.
Oracle pushes the rest of the drinks off the table and watches them smash.
Brawl blinks "HEY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
Lunar frowns and narrows his optics at Oracle.
Brawl says, "YER MY DREAM NOW GET IN MY LAP AND KISS ME LIKE A GOOD FEMME!"
Oracle sounds cross. "You'll make yourself sick."
Brawl says, "NAW I WONT THIS IS JUST A DREAM"
Brawl holds his abdomen, already getting sick. not drunk. but sick.
Brawl looks for a bucket or anything "UH ANYONE GOT A BUCKET?"
Oracle attempts to escort Brawl outsdie, where he can make a mess without ruining anything.
Brawl follows her. he looks like he's about to be sick
*Oracle and Brawl leave*
Brawl makes it to an alley outside the blaster and loses his energon.
Lunar walks, keeping his distance, murder in his optics.
You say, "Are you ready to believe me now?"
Brawl falls to his knees for a minute, coughing and hacking "Uh-huh.." he murmurs
Screenshot ewws. "Now there's something you don't see everyday.." she approaches Oracle and Brawl, not trying to aggrivate the situation, just being there in case Brawl tries anything silly.
Brawl looks like hes dead tired, and almost out of power, as well as heavily beaten "I think Im gonna lie down" hes talking in normal tones. not good.
Lunar transmits a radio message.
Brawl receives a radio message.
Brawl says, "HEY I GOT AN IDEA"
Oracle nods approvingly. "Now, you should go somewhere quiet to get better. How far do you think you can make it?"
Brawl says, "MAYBE IF I GO TO SLEEP IN A DREAM ILL WAKE UP"
Brawl says, "IM TIRED> I THINK ILL JUST SLEEP RIGHT HERE>"
Brawl curls up in the alley.
Oracle shakes Brawl to wake him up.
Screenshot pipes up, "The Hospice'd probably take him.." she can't believe she's offering helpful advice..
Brawl rubs his optics "aww 5 more minutes..
You say, "My house is right across the street, you can sleep there."
Brawl says, "I GET TO SLEEP AT A FEMME'S HOUSE? ALLRIGHT!"
Lunar extends his claws with a quiet rasp of metal on metal. A reflex action as he becomes angrier. He remains a distance away.
Brawl says, "THANKS.."
Screenshot looks to Oracle. "You want another pair of optics to watch him?"
Oracle helps Brawl stand up.
Oracle shakes her head. "I'll be fine."
Screenshot nods. "Radio me if you need any help." she says, "I'm pretty much free tonight."
You say, "Will do. Ready Brawl?"
Brawl wobbles back to his feet "OKAY"
Brawl says, "WHATS YER NAME?"
Oracle assists Brawl towards her house. "I'm Oracle."
Brawl says, "YOU A BOT?"
You say, "No, I don't belong to any faction."
Brawl says, "IM SORRY."
You say, "For what?"
Brawl says, "THAT YOU DONT FIGHT"
You say, "I wasn't built to fight."
Brawl says, "WELL ITS OK. SOME OF US HAVE TO DO THE OTHER JOBS AROUND"
Brawl says, "MY NAME IS BRAWL. IM A DECEPTICON WARRIOR THOUGH MY BOSS SAYS IM THE BIGGEST IDIOT ON THE TEAM> NOW THATS A COMPLIMENT I DONT TAKE LIGHTLY>"
Oracle quirks an optic ridge, but doesn't comment. They reach her house. "Here we are." She opens the door and helps him inside.
*They enter Oracle's Dwelling."
Brawl starts to cough again once inside.
Brawl receives a radio message.
Brawl transmits a radio message.
Brawl receives a radio message.
Oracle motions to the bed on the far wall. "You should lie down now. You don't look at all well."
Brawl transmits a radio message.
Brawl staggers to the bed.
Brawl receives a radio message.
You say, "Who are you calling?"
Brawl 's voice is faint as soon as he lies down "Lunar says this aint real..an I dont care." he sounds too tired to care if its a dream or not.
You say, "Is this Lunar your friend?"
Brawl says, "HES AN AFTHOLE BUT A FELLOW CON"
Brawl coughs some more. the action using up most of the battery on his back.
Oracle nods. "I see. Well get some sleep, I'll see you when you wake up."
Brawl curls up slightly "Gonna sleep" he lets himself fall into rest mode and murmurs "thanks"
Oracle tucks Brawl in, then leaves.
Oracle walks back in after a while.
Screenshot grins again. "You gave yourself away last night." she says simply, sitting at Lunar's dark table.
Lunar glares at Screenshot. "I said I minded you sitting." He looks up as Oracle walks in.
Screenshot glares back mockingly, "And I said oops."
Oracle nods to Screenshot politely, and to Lunar only slightly less politely with a hint of frost.
Lunar catches the cold not and smiles cruelly. "What's the matter? Did I offend your ethics?"
You say, "It wasn't very nice to do that to a fellow faction member."
Screenshot looks up to Oracle "Heya."
Lunar chuckles. "I'm not a very nice person."
Oracle's tone is dry. "So I gather."
You say, "Of course, I'll try not to hold that against you."
Lunar shrugs. "I don't care."
Lunar glares at Screenshot. "And you're going to leave my table."
You say, "Hmmmmmm, I suppose you wouldn't."
Screenshot giggles and rises. "Sure. Why not?" She sits down at the next booth.
Oracle stands only a little ways from Lunar's table, remaining standing.
Lunar looks at the two femmes, his mask going expressionless.
You say, "So, are you this cheerful to everyone, or just those who display ignorance or exist outside your faction?"
Lunar makes a mock show of thinking. "Everyone."
You say, "Hmmmm, I thought so. And how does your faction treat /you/?"
Lunar chuckles darkly. "I think you can make your own conclusions."
You say, "You're quite differant from most of the Decepticons whose aquaitance I've made."
Lunar nods. "I take that as a compliment."
Screenshot holds back a comment.
Oracle pauses. "But most of your are quite eccentric, so I don't really know. My conclusion may be wrong, so why don't you enlighten me, or endarken me in your case?"
Lunar smiles cruelly again. "Because I don't like you, that's why not."
Screenshot pipes up finally. "He's going to be most uncooperative."
Oracle shrugs with a slight smile. "Fair's fair then."
Lunar cocks an optic ridge. "How so?"
You say, "You haven't exactly endeared yourself to me either. So as I said, 'Fair's fair.'"
Lunar nods. "We understand each other, then."
You say, "Maybe."
Screenshot looks back, "You two are agreeing on something?" she wonders aloud with a grin.
Oracle grins wryly. "What a concept. I'm perfectly amiable towards agreements."
Lunar glares at Screenshot and raises a hand, his claws extending with a rasp of metal. "Don't push it, Bot."
You say, "So, I take it you don't have many friends, eh, Lunar?"
Screenshot arches a ridge. "Push what? We're in neutral turf. Threaten me if you see me on the battlefield."
Lunar shakes his head. "No, Bot, I'll kill you if I see you on the battlefield." He turns to Oracle. "And I don't want friends."
Screenshot grins, "Then save it for the field."
Lunar frowns. "Bot, you're rapidly falling from 'Bot I will kill if I have the chance' to 'Bot I will hunt down and kill.
Screenshot nods. "Good. Keep that hunting/killing spirit. It suits ya."
Oracle turns to Screenshot. "There really isn't any point in ruining the evening by quarelling with him. A few friends would probably help his disposition somewhat."
Screenshot arches a ridge at Oracle, "I'm not allowed to be his friend and that's quite okay by me."
Lunar looks at Oracle. "Tell me, Oracle, who are your friends?"
You say, "Oh, you've mistaken me. I didn't imply for /you/ to be his friend. But I'm sure he could use some."
Oracle turns to Lunar. "I've only a few, but I have so few enemies, that I count most people as my friends."
Screenshot ahs. "Gotcha." she grins again. "Though with a friend like him.." she trails off..
Lunar nods to Oracle. "Like who?"
Oracle thinks for a moment. "Well, Darkraid, for one. Patrol. Garrison..." Leaves off and thinks some more.
Lunar nods. "I now know exactly how to hurt you. Whose deaths will hurt you the most. And believe me, seeing a friend die is FAR worse than ANYTHING I could do to you personally."
Oracle optics darken for a moment. "You'd hurt your own faction to spite a nobody unaffiliate like me? I don't think your betters will like that."
Screenshot grins. "That's the perfect example of a stereotypical 'con."
Lunar shrugs. "Patrol is not of my faction. And if I felt the need to hurt you badly, then yes, I would."
You say, "I haven't known Patrol for long, to be honest. Darkraid I've known the longest and the best, but I don't think striking a warrior of your own faction is wise."
Lunar shrugs. "Maybe. But, if I thought you needed to be hurt badly, I wouldn't really care."
Oracle straightens up. "Perhaps I've misunderstood something. I cannot recall begining this offensive trade-off we have going, but it's here anyhow. Did I perchance, offend you so that you needed to be so abrasive? Or am I just your average, random victim?"
Screenshot says, "I'd go with the random victim thing.."
Lunar frowns. "Brawl was someone I wanted to hurt. You've stopped me from doing so. I don't ike that."
You say, "Besides, my current employer, might not like to find me turned up dead somewhere. I'm not /that/ important, but I it's rather annoying for an employee to get killed, or be driven to insanity because someone they know was killed."
Lunar shrugs. "Both of which I care nothing about."
You say, "What's your problem with this Brawl character?"
Lunar shrugs. "I have my reasons."
You say, "I believe he is a mech of means. Though you don't seem to respect that, I think he has power. I could be wrong, of course."
Lunar shrugs. "Believe what you will."
You say, "Well, just as a friendly hint of advice, don't damage my life until my job's done. My employer seemed to go through a lot of trouble to hire me."
Lunar shrugs again. "I could honestly care less."
Oracle shrugs. "Well, he's your superior."
Lunar smiles cruelly. "Is he, now? Which one?"
Oracle feigns forgetfulness. "Well, um, he has something to do with Polyhex, I believe. I'm guessing he's ranked fairly high."
Lunar nods slowly. "You've forgotten the name of your own employer?" He smiles slightly. "Try again."
You say, "It starts with a D. He had a femme accompany him too. A rather interesting femme that sort of flickered. She didn't talk much, but he was quite a talker."
Lunar nods. "I believe I know who you're speaking of. And I still don't care."
Oracle shrugs. "I don't know. That femme Diktat was with was pretty impressive in my optics. But as I said, it's your faction, you deal with it."
Lunar shrugs. "In any case, right now I don't hate you enough to kill you or your friends. Not yet."
You say, "Well, while we're being so friendly, can I buy you a drink?"
Lunar shakes his head. "Don't confuse me not wanting to kill you with friendship."
Oracle eyes widen. "That wasn't what I was reffering to at all."
Lunar frowns. "I drink with friends only. And I don't like sarcasm."
Oracle sits in a chair at a close, but different, table. "It's your choice. And I would have thought that sarcasm would be seccond nature to someone such as yourself."
Lunar grunts. "Evil, yes. Sarcasm, not necessarily."
Oracle smiles. "I suppose sarcasm is my type of evil then. The closest thing I'll get to it anyhow."
Lunar shakes his head. "You don't even know the meaning of the word."
You say, "Not your definition perhaps, but we all have our own definitions. Are you certain you don't want a drink. You wouldn't have to drink it with me."
Screenshot grins. "Yeah. That must be it." she pipes up again
Lunar shakes his head. "I don't want a drink."
You say, "Very well, but don't say I never offered."