((Brawl, Revamp, Klaxon, Uproar, Razelore, Windfall, Midstream, ER,   (D,A,A,A,D,U,U,A

Oracle walks into the room, nodding a greeting to everyone.
Brawl has his head on a table, several empty glasses around him looking drunk
Revamp grins, and spins a little on her stool. "Not too shabby..." She idly regards the second layer of her drink. Just rearranging the Command structure a little bit..."
Oracle turns to Revamp. "Is it going well?"
Klaxon nods over at Oracle, sipping on his drink. Then he turns back to Revamp. "Oh?"
Brawl snores.
Revamp looks over to Oracle. "oh yeah, yeah... I was kinda surprised at High Command's choices, I sure wasn't expecting a certain someone to be promoted to Commander status."
Oracle sees Brawl leaning on the table. She shakes her head and walks over to him. She taps him gently on the shoulder and whispers, "Brawl?"
Razelore walks in and takes a place at the bar.
Brawl has several empty f-5 and a white energon glass on his table. His head is face down; he's snoring. He looks up when oracle taps him and tries to reach for another drink "hi oracle.."
Oracle turns back to revamp. "Really? I'd ask you more about it, but you might not want to discuss it here. I don't know how much of a secret it all is right now."
Brawl looks at oracle "im gonna have another f-5" he murmurs
Oracle turns back to Brawl reproachfully. "Remember what happened last time you drank so much?"
Brawl says, "It don't mattah.."
Brawl says, "My girlfriend went and left me for a guardian."
Revamp transmits a radio message.
You say, "You'll never get her back if you stay intoxicated like this. I think you should lay off the drink for a while."
Brawl tilts his head, trying not to fall over "really?"
Brawl asks oracle "can I date you instead?"
Razelore orders a drink and surveys the room slowly.
Uproar steps in, he looks a bit tired, no visor or mask, he steps to the side of the door, and looks around, searching for someone
Klaxon grins at the spectacle of Brawl intoxicated, but even he feels a tug of sympathy for Brawl at this point. He looks back across the table at Revamp, and chuckles. "Does he get this way often?"
Brawl is very, very drunk, several f-5s and a white energon around him.
You say, "I'll not answer the question until you're a little more sober."
Brawl smiles goofily "Im plenty so- BER..yeah..Im reaaaaaal .. so-BER!
Revamp ehs... "Every ONCE in a while..." She grins. "It's cheap entertainment."
Oracle nods to Uproar as he enters, but she is obviously busy trying to convince Brawl to stop drinking for the day.
Brawl tries to stand up and falls over on his face.
Razelore glances at Brawl and then at Revamp.
Oracle overhears Revamp. "How can you call this entertaining? Poor Brawl's plight doesn't amuse me at all."
Uproar blinks at Brawl, and just shakes his head, moving through the bar, as he spots Rev and Klax, he goes toward them
Brawl smile at oracle "take me drunk im home."
Razelore says, "I also am not amused."
Oracle nods. "Where do you stay, Brawl?"
Klaxon looks over at Uproar, and waves at the big mech. He shoots a glance at Razelore, and then snickers. "Well, I've seen less funny things...."
Brawl says, "I stay where the soooober people do!"
Oracle glances appreciatively at Razelore.
Oracle tries to help Brawl up.
Revamp shrugs. "If he gets too bad off, I could detox him. Definitely will make for good press, huh?" She looks over, catching sight of Uproar, and breaks out into a genuine smile. "HEEEEY!"
Brawl says, "Can I have one fer the road?"
Razelore looks down at Brawl, "You wouldn't happen to be on duty, would you?"
Oracle shakes her head. "That wouldn't be a good idea Brawl."
Brawl says, "maaaaybe.. maybe..not."
Uproar hehs, and nods to Klax then to Rev, "Hey to you two...so what's up?"
Brawl tilts his head to one side "do I look like I'm on duty?"
You say, "Don't worry about that now, Razelore, let's just get him out of here first."
Klaxon grins, sipping on his enericee. "Just...enjoying the show." He nods discreetly over at Brawl, and laugh almost escaping him.
Revamp shrugs. "Not too much, love. Just watching the Cons... shame, really." She waves Uproar closer, and nods to Klaxon. "
Brawl says, "I think im in the mood to sing a song."
Revamp says, "I've been meaning to ask you if you've finished your briefings?""
Brawl stands on his chair and sings BADLY
Razelore raises an optic ridge, not moving to help, "Really, Brawl?"
Oracle tries to move Brawl to the door, glancing at Razelore to help her.
Brawl sings some bar song about this Autobot femme with a chestplate the size of a minibot.
Klaxon shoots a look over at Brawl, and shakes his head. "How often did you say he gets like this?" he looks over at Revamp, shuddering.
Brawl staggers for the door
Uproar grabs a chair, and pulls it up beside Rev, as he turns to look toward Brawl, and shakes his head, "Shaddup you." he says calmly, then turns back to Klax and Rev.
Razelore finishes his drink, stands slowly and walks towards Brawl, rifle sliding out of subspace, "Brawl, are you good at following orders?"
Uproar then adds, "I hear yer under my division...scary thought ain't it..." he says to Klax
Brawl says, "yeah…I'm REAL good at followin o-reders."
Oracle raises a quizzical optic ridge at Razelore...and his rifle.
Revamp pipes up. "Hey, BRAWL!!! Taking any requests?" She collapses into a volley of snickers.
Brawl says, "YEAH I TAKE QUESTS!"
Klaxon grins at Uproar. "Just a touch..." He laughs at Revamp, and looks over at Brawl. He just shakes his head, laughing.
Oracle casts a reproachful look at Revamp, as though not amused with her apparent amusement with Brawl's intoxication.
Uproar turns his head, looking to see what Brawl is doing now, as he does so, he sees Raze pull out his rifle, suddenly he becomes a lot more watchful, not turning back, he just keeps an eye on the Cons...
Razelore smiles, "Lovely," he turns to Oracle, wincing slightly from the noise, "You did require my assistance, yes?"
You say, "Yes, I did. You have strange ways of assisting though.""
Revamp hmmms... "OK, how about "Cold Slither?"
Oracle hooks an arm under one of Brawl's arms. "Come on Brawl, let's go."
Brawl sings cold slither real, real off key...
Klaxon slowly reaches towards his waist, his optics seemingly focused on Brawl but also catching Razelore's rifle. He leans back, his grin looking a trifle frigid as he watches the spectacle.
Oracle tries to move Brawl out the door.
Brawl says, "come on everyone sing with me!"
Revamp whooos...
Razelore says, "I'm only here to help...Brawl, are you able to fly? Check your internals, do not fly in here."
Brawl is pulled right outside.
Uproar is focused on watching the cons...dead focused...Never has he been so focused, he watches. Focusing carefully, focusing hard...there's a lot of focus here...
*Brawl and Oracle leave*
Brawl staggers along "Im gonna go sleep now…or fly…sleep…or fly.."
You say, "Brawl, where is your sleeping place?"
Brawl says, "Back at darkmouunt."
Brawl says, "gotta fly to get there. Hold on."
Brawl takes off and lands on his face.
You say, "I suggest we walk for a bit Brawl."
Brawl starts to stagger around "Okay.."
Oracle starts to leave and looks to see if Brawl will follow her.
Brawl follows along, stopping to cough up energon.
Oracle checks again to see if Brawl'll still follow.
Brawl follows.
Brawl stops for a minute "systems functioning at 120/100 percent energon." he says as he gives himself a systems check.
Oracle glances at Brawl.
Brawl wobbles westwards
You say, "How are you feeling Brawl."
Brawl says, "Sick."
Brawl coughs up energon again.
You say, "Well, the sooner we get you home, the better."
Brawl says, "Can't I just sleep here?"
Brawl heads north
You say, "No."
Brawl says, "alright. I'm goin home."
Brawl staggers north.
You say, "Come on."
Oracle moves north.
Oracle checks to see if Brawl comes.
Brawl follows.
Oracle takes a moment to get her bearings.
Brawl then heads north.
Oracle follows Brawl, hoping he knows his way intoxicated.
Brawl stops for tarn.
You say, "Are we stopping here?"
Brawl says, "Razelore said I can't bring you in unless you're a con"
Oracle shakes her head. "But you're sick. I can't leave you alone till I know you're safe in bed."
Brawl says, "I don't know what he's gonna shay…but ill ask"
You say, "I won't cause any trouble."
Brawl says, "Oracle?"
Brawl says, "I love...you."
Brawl says, "but Rashe said you can't follow me."
Brawl says, "how about we just sleep here?"
You transmit 'Pardon me.' to Razelore.
Brawl lays down right there and sleeps
Oracle thinks for a moment. "Just a minute Brawl."
Razelore transmits: 'Yes?'.
Brawl suddenly jumps up.
You transmit 'You might want to come help Brawl, or get someone else from your faction to do so. I don't think it's wise to leave him sleeping at the gates of Tarn, and /I/ can't help him to his room.' to Razelore.  She sounds slightly irate.
Brawl chuckles at nothing.
Oracle glances at Brawl.
Brawl says, "boss wants me to go home.."
You say, "Who is your boss?"
Brawl says, "on..slaaaat."
You say, "Did you talk with him?"
Brawl says, "yeah on the radio.."
Onslaught lands on the ground, arms crossed, and slightly bemused.
Oracle nods to Onslaught. "Are you here to help Brawl?"
Brawl doesn't have his stuffed rabbit with him oddly.
Brawl salutes "Hi, Shhhir!"
Onslaught says, "You can say that, Oracle."
Oracle quirks a quizzical optic ridge at Onslaught. "You don't answer very straightforwardly."
Brawl gives oracle a big hug "thanks for takin me drunk when I'm home."
Onslaught looks to Oracle. "Keeps me from having to be inquired of too much, my dear." He glances to Brawl, and says neutrally. "Come along, brother, we shall have a nice... discussion of matters."
Oracle smiles. "It was no trouble Brawl."
Brawl says, "can we dischuss after my nap?"
Oracle glances back at Onslaught. "I don't like the sound of that."
Onslaught says, "No, Brawl. We shall chat first. A pleasant discussion."
Brawl says, "alright..."
Onslaught says, "Come along, Brawl. We're going -back- to the Blaster."
Oracle keeps her gaze on Onslaught.
Brawl says, "oh. ahhright. More drinks!"
Brawl can barely walk.
Onslaught says, "And once there, I'm going to hook you to a funnel."
Brawl seems alright with that so far.
Oracle gives Onslaught a questioning look...the kind that expects to be answered, despite the fact onlsaught is bigger, tougher, and more important than she is.
Brawl says, "its gonna take me a while. Don't walk well"
Onslaught grabs Brawl like a bad puppy, carrying him by the scruff of his neck. "And we're going to fill you so full..."
Oracle follows after Onslaught...as best she can.
When Onslaught takes off to the skies, she tries to run back to the Blaster.
Oracle rushes into the room, looking tired as if she just ran a looong way.
Revamp ohs as she regards the goings on, and recognizes them for what they are. "Normal procedures. If he had gotten any worse, I probably would have done the same.... Did it for Triage once."
Brawl winces painfully, coughing up nearly 55 gallons of energon on top of what he had before...he stops midcough, restrained to a chair "Bos...boss?" he just realizes what happened and continues to cough up energon.
Oracle glances at Brawl, a sad look on her face. She shakes her head at herself.
Onslaught says, "Yes, Brawl?"
Brawl tries to reach up to push away any more energon "I won't do it anymore."
Onslaught says, "Are you absolutely positive of that?"
Revamp shrugs, and then goes back to butchering Uproar.
Oracle watches Onslaught, the slightest look of disapproval on her face.
Brawl says, "yes...sir."
Onslaught releases the restraints. "Good, now you can clean up the mess you just made."
Revamp sighs... ok, so watching Combaticaon do bondage and dominance stuff WASN'T conducive to one's concentration...
Razelore tilts his head slightly while looking at Brawl.
Brawl starts cleaning up the rather large mess he made, shaking the whole time.
Oracle moves to help Brawl clean up the mess.
Onslaught says, "Problem solved, Razelore?"
Oracle glances up at Razelore and Onslaught. "Your people have a strange definition of the words "help" and "solve"."
Razelore says, "If it's effective, then yes."
Uproar shakes his head, ignoring the gathering, just glancing over occasionally to see what they were doing, he nods to Rev, "Yeah...well hopefully ya don't need to do that too often..." he looks at the mess, then leans down for his shot.
Uproar misses a shot, leaving 13 balls on the table.
Brawl smiles thankfully at oracle "thanks, hon.. " he murmurs, looking upset.
Revamp fidgets a little as a bit of the half processed energon puddles over towards her left foot.
Brawl continues cleaning up the energon still coughing up more occasionally.
You say, "Are you okay Brawl?"
Midstream walks down to play some car-maybe not...
Brawl is cleaning up pools of half processed energon on the ground
Razelore looks at Oracle, "Is Brawl still intoxicated? No, it's on the floor. Does Brawl want to drink again? No, as I said, it's on the floor. I believe Onslaught has 'helped' Brawl to 'solve' his little problem, wouldn't you?"
Windfall steps lightly down the stairway and looks around.
Oracle raises a quizzical optical ridge. "Your boss /wants/ you to have a headache and feel sick? How kind."
Brawl says, "He's tryin to teach me somethin I think."
Brawl says, "maybe we can have a drink after this?"
You say, "There are kinder ways of teaching Brawl."
Windfall stares at Bra and Ora for a second before moving on toward the pool table, nodding at Raze as she passes.
Oracle shakes her head. "I don't think your boss would approve of that."
Midstream slowly makes her way down the staircase, not having been here in a while...
Brawl says, "im off duty anyway."
Oracle nods to Windfall.
Razelore says, "We have tried that," he looks sharply at Brawl at the mention of another drink, "And as you can see they have not worked."
Windfall chuckles at the Cons and leans on the pool table, "Hey guys."
Oracle glances up at Razelore. "Really? I doubt that somehow. From what I've heard, your people aren't known for their kindness. But I can't verify that because I only know what I see. This last episode does support the claims of others though..."
Uproar looks up toward Wind, and nods, he looks a bit outta it. Not really paying attention to anything at the moment...
Brawl says, "not...too…loud."
Razelore says, "I personally, am nothing but kindness to my troops, ask Lunar."
Brawl holds his head.
Midstream reaches the bottom of the stairs and glances around...
Razelore smiles like a shark at a dolphin buffet.
Oracle nods up at Midstream.
Windfall waves Midi over and calls out, "Hey Brawl, where's FWBH?"
You say, "I doubt Lunar would tell me much of anything."
Onslaught says, "Brawl appreciates all that I do for him. Don't you, Brawl?"
Oracle glances at Windfall to drop the subject.
Brawl cleans up more energon on the ground, coughing up even more, then gives windfall a stare "SHE LEFT ME OKAY?!" he gets up and storms out .
Revamp shudders at the goings on over on the other side of the dance floor, and drowns herself into the game. She smirks, and seats herself on the edge of the table, with cue stick behind her back to make the shot. "Here goes..."
Oracle looks around at everyone, then follows Brawl.
Midstream says, "FWBH? What? Brawl had a girlfriend?"
Midstream heads over to where Windie is...
Brawl storms on upstairs. Not like him to leave before finishing what the boss told him to do.
Windfall breaks up laughing
Revamp whistles appreciatively at the form on that one as it spins into the left middle pocket, and then looks over at the Decepticons.
Brawl sits down and sighs.
Oracle walks in on Brawl's heels.
Brawl says, "can't people see im mournin' or somethin'?"
You say, "Some people don't think before they speak, Brawl. You've had a hard day it seems. Why don't you just relax for a few moments."
Brawl sighs and holds his head.
Oracle pats Brawl on the shoulder. "I wish I could help, but I don't think your superiors would like or allow it."
Brawl is sitting with oracle, head down in his lap "I know.  Ya can't help" there's something wrong with him besides a hangover.
Oracle sighs. "I think your whole faction has a thing against helpfulness. Last time I tried to help someone, they got in trouble for it. Maybe if I had left you alone, they wouldn't have been so severe with you."
Brawl says, "naa boss's always like that."
You say, "Then why serve under him?"
Brawl says, "cause he's the boss."
Brawl says, "when the boss orders ya to do something ya do it."
You say, "I suppose it /would/ be unwise to say anything in the ways of a complaint. Military types don't take well to it. That's why I don't care for being under /anyone's/ rule."
Brawl says, "well how do you know when you're downtime is. How do you know what to do next if you don't have a boss?"
You say, "I do what I want. If I feel like going to the bar, I do it. When I want to be alone, I stay home. When I want to do research, or work, I do those things."
Brawl says, "if I want to drink I can do it. If I wanna beat up bots I can do it...whenever I want?"
Brawl says, "if I didn't have a boss?"
Brawl says, "meybee i don't want a boss no more."
You say, "No one punishes me if I act or speak out of line. No one tells me that I can't talk to Autobots, or Decepticons. I can let anyone in my house that I want to, and buy drinks for whoever I want to."
Brawl says, "COOL!"
Razelore watches Brawl from the top of the stairs, "Those are dangerous words...."
Brawl looks up "hey raze."
Brawl says, "Isn't it cool? She don't have a boss."
Oracle stops talking suddenly, putting a hand over her mouth; realizing what Pandora's box she opened. "But I also have no one to back me up when I'm in trouble. It can be a great thing to belong to a group."
Brawl gets a look of confusion on his face.
Oracle puts a hand on Brawl's shoulder and faces him directly. "Brawl, there are many different Mechs and Femmes on Cybertron. Each of them has different needs and wants. I think you need to stay with your boss, even though I don't approve of his methods. Some of us do well on our own, but you're good at taking orders, I'm not. I would never survive in your faction, but you do it splendidly."
Brawl says, "thanks! I uh...think."
Brawl hmms.
Oracle glances over at Razelore, looking for his reaction.
Brawl heys "SOMEONE WITH RED CROSSES ON THEIR ARMS TOOK OFF WITH FWBH."
Razelore says, "It's better to be a Decepticon, Brawl, you know if you leave us, the others, not myself mind you, but others, would hunt you down and kill you, you'd never get to leave Crystal City. Almost everyone you know would be after you Brawl, Onslaught, Triage, Ghost, Skydagger, Ripsaw all these Decepticons you care about and that care about you, that would all end. It's your choice."
Brawl 's mind is on another subject already.
Brawl says, "Hey. I serve the boss or he'd kick my head in."
Brawl says, "that's the way of things."
Oracle narrows her optics slightly at Razelore.
Oracle mutters to Oracle: "I'm sure ... words "Free ... was never ... on one of /their/ recruiting posters."
Oracle mutters to you: "I'm sure the words "Free Choice" was never printed on one of /their/ recruiting posters."
Oracle nods to Brawl. "Perhaps it is best to stay with your faction. They seem to /care/ a lot about their members. So much that...." she cuts herself off short.
Brawl says, "that what?"
Razelore says, "Yes, Oracle? That what?"
Oracle shakes her head. "Never mind. I shouldn't talk so around you, your superiors might think I'm poisoning your mind or something."
Brawl says, "I just wish my girlfriend was here."
Brawl says, "but she's dating that guardian now."
Oracle glances back at Razelore.
Midstream walks into the area and looks around.
Midstream waves on her way out. She has a few errands to run, and some sewing to do..
Razelore says, "I'm not one of his superiors, I'm just an average troop in the Empire."
Oracle mutters to Razelore: "... sure you're ... enough ... read between my lines. I mean ... ... ...  but you know ... way it ... ... more than..."
Mutter razelore=I'm sure you're intelligent enough to read between my lines.  I mean your faction no disrespect, but you know the way it is there more than I.
Brawl says, "my head's hurtin. "
Brawl starts to cough up more energon. Whatever was in that vial sure is making him sick.
Razelore mutters to Oracle: "I ... ... less ... ... feel about the  ... ... ... ... ... ... young ... condition."
Razelore mutters to you: "I could care less how you feel about the Empire, all that matters to me is young Brawl's condition."
Oracle starts cleaning the new mess up. "What did they do to you Brawl?"
Oracle looks somewhat angry.
Brawl says, "Im okay. I'm used to this punishment.."
Brawl says, "Boss gave me the green stuff again"
Oracle mutters to Razelore: "If ... ... ... faction ... at ... ... ... condition then he wouldn't ... ... ... in ... first place."
Mutter razelore=If anyone in your faction cared at all for his condition, then he wouldn't be like this in the first place.
Brawl says, "makes it so I can't keep down energon until I get the pink stuff."
Razelore looks at Brawl, "What is 'the green stuff'?
Razelore mutters to Oracle: "... didn't ... I …  I ... ... ... wanted to know ... condition. ... ... ... ... ... ... He's  ... strong he ... level … what's ... ... ... ..."
Razelore mutters to you: "I didn't say I cared, I just said I wanted to know his condition. I'm sure someone cares for him. He's big, he's strong, he can level buildings, what's not to care about?"
Brawl says, "I dunno...what its called."
Brawl coughs up more energon. He's gonna keep this up until there's none left in his system probably.
Oracle mutters to Razelore: "But where ... ... ... ... without ... members. History shows ... /tyrants/ ... ... despised even ... ... own members. I ... ... ... of ... faction ... ... like ... of ...  ... ... ... your ... are reprehensible."
Mutter razelore=But where would your faction be without its members.  History shows that /tyrants/ soon become despised, even by their own members.  I like some aspects of your faction, and I like many of its members, but many of your practices are reprehensible.
Brawl sighs 'Im gonna go home now.
Brawl says, "thanks oracle."
Brawl says, "im gonna go home and cough up energon now."
You say, "I'll walk you to the Crystal City gates, okay Brawl?"
Brawl heads on out "okay.
Brawl says, "hey. If FWBH don't come back, wanna be my new girlfriend?"
Razelore mutters to Oracle: "... ... probably have taken ... planet by now and ... ... it's ... aspects why ... ... think I ..."
Razelore mutters to you: "It would probably have taken this planet by now, and as for it's reprehensible aspects, why do you think I joined?"
You say, "I'll think about it Brawl."
Brawl beams. A girl never said /that/ before.
Brawl says, "allright lets...go!"
Brawl struts for the door.
Oracle glances once more at Razelore before following Brawl out.
*Brawl & Oracle enter CC gates*
Brawl looks really, really, really upset at something.
Brawl says, "AHHH! THEY HAD KIDS!!!"
Midstream walks in, looking for E.R.
Oracle walks into the area shortly after Brawl.
Brawl looks in horror at the stuffed animal.
Oracle looks at the stuffed animal. She doesn't look at all amused.
Midstream turns towards Brawl as she hears the yell...
Brawl then runs off upset, looking like he's gonna cry.
Oracle runs after Brawl...she's been doing that a lot lately.
Midstream facepalms. "Oh geeze." She runs after him too...
*All three leave*
Brawl stops after a while, coughing up more energon. He slinks down sobbing.
Oracle runs in after Brawl, sees him slink down, and kneels beside him. "Brawl?"
Brawl says, "she...she...and omega...kids."
Midstream goes over to help, sorta... "Maybe you should get a new stuffed petrorabbit?"
Brawl is all bent out of shape.
Brawl says, "Another petrorabbit wouldn't be the same...its not FWBH."
Brawl says, "there will be no other woman..."
You say, "There…there. Things aren't as bad as they seem Brawl."
Brawl says, "not as bad as they seem? My girl left me YESTERDAY"
Brawl says, "and now has a kid."
Brawl says, "she breeds like...a petrorabbit."
Midstream says, "Why... Why do you have a stuffed petrorabbit for a girlfriend anyway?"
Brawl says, "she's the only one that would love me."
Midstream says, "How do you know that?"
Brawl says, "every other femme smacks me when I do this."
Brawl pinches midstream's rear.
Midstream eeks and smacks him...
Brawl says, "see?"
Oracle shakes her head. "Brawl, you're just going about getting a femme the wrong way."
Midstream says, "Well how do you know another petrorabbit would?"
Brawl says, "how do I do it oracle?"
Midstream decides to let Oracle do this…she's horrible at advice herself.
Oracle pauses...this really isn't her area of expertise. "Well, first you have to be polite and get to know the femme."
Brawl says, "like that? Am I flirtin with you good?"
Oracle nods. "She's right. Make sure the femme is single. Then check to see if she's interested."
Oracle smiles. "It's a good start Brawl."
Brawl says, "what if I did this."
Brawl kisses oracle.
Midstream erms... "Usually you wait until you know the femme's interested... if she's not, that can get you in trouble..."
Oracle moves back for a moment. Tries to school her face. "Um, Brawl. Usually you don't do stuff like that until you get a ... certain ... signal from the femme."
Brawl says, "what's the signal?"
You say, "It's different with every femme, but it's usually clear when a femme is interested in a mech. She looks at him a certain way and talks a certain way."
Midstream says, "You also don't go around pinching femmes..."
Midstream says, "Or spiking their drinks... or trying to get a cheap feel..."
Oracle nods in agreement with Midstream. "Usually you don't do things like that until you're dating a femme."
Midstream says, "You have to have patience. You don't just go up to a femme and say, "Hey, are you single? Are you interested? Wanna go out?" You have to be polite and take things slowly… make friends first..."
You say, "Yes, she has the idea, Brawl."
Brawl says, "have I made friends with you yet Oracle?"
You say, "Yes, you have Brawl."
Brawl says, "well then. Can we go out?"
Oracle is silent for a long time. She's obviously thinking about something.
Brawl says, "well?"
You say, "I'd have to think about it Brawl."
Brawl says, "okay. Take yer time. Takes me a long time ta think, too"
Midstream mutters to Brawl: "... you ... ... ... you're interested ... nice … like ... and ... Nice stuff ... ... you ..."
Brawl digs in his subspace
Brawl hands oracle his gun "here. This is yours."
Brawl says, "like that midstream?"
Midstream facepalms... "No nono...
Midstream mutters to Brawl: "... ... flowers ...  and jewelry make ...  not guns."
Brawl says, "oh.."
Brawl says, "how about poetry?"
Midstream says, "That's nice too, so long as it's a nice subject."
Oracle watches Brawl and Midstream, her face showing nothing.
Brawl says, "there once was a femme from north of repalt…whose chest was so big it could kill a gestalt."
Midstream says, "Nonono..."
Midstream facepalms...
Midstream says, "Nothing lewd..."
Oracle tries not to laugh.
Brawl says, "lemme try again"
Brawl says, "Oracle, Oracle you're so divine..."
Brawl says, "your chest is nice and big and your aft is so fine…so why don't you be mine."
You say, "It's getting better Brawl."
Midstream mutters to Brawl: "Good poetry usually includes ... to the beauty of ...  comparing them to the and ... ... ... to ... someone's ... or aft..."
Brawl says, "oracle your the color of a bot after I smelt him in battle. Your optics are green like uh…uh...me. Your chest is glass your lips are nice."
Midstream facepalms...
Brawl says, "and you can see the stars."
Oracle mutters to Midstream: " could ... discourage him away ... poetry?"
Midstream mutters to Brawl: "First of all no ... ... war or ... ... ...  ... ...  stop thinking ... her chest..."
Midstream mutters to Oracle: "... ... ..."
Midstream mutters to you: "I can try..."
Brawl says, "your optics are like jewels in the sky your ches...uh...wait…your rear is nice and round.."
Midstream facepalms yet again...
Midstream mutters to Brawl: "Stop ... the ... ... ... rear... first ... was ... though ... ... ... ... ... in the ..."
Midstream does radioing at intervals.
Midstream mutters to Brawl: "... ... ... ... ... ... ... until ... ... better ... it.."
Brawl says, "allright how about this.."
Brawl says, "oracle ya gots pretty optics"
You say, "Would you like to return to the Blaster now Brawl?"
Midstream nods. "That's a good line..."
Oracle nods her head with a slight smile.
Brawl says, "yeah but I can't drink"
Midstream says, "Why do you need to drink?"
You say, "There are other drinks that don't have intoxicating effects, Brawl. I'm sure you can drink them."
Brawl says, "can't energize at all with the green stuff."
Midstream receives a radio message.
You say, "Maybe you can convince your superiors to fix that."
Midstream says, "Did you try direct fuel injection into your pipelines?"
Oracle heads back towards Crystal City, looking back to see if the other two are going to join her.
Brawl says, "direct…uh."
Midstream says, "Having someone inject it into your systems... I know a medic who could do that..."
Brawl says, "REALLY!?"
Brawl says, "could they inject an f-5?"
Midstream says, "No, just regular energon.."
Brawl says, "awww."
Oracle waits for the others.
Midstream says, "Well it's better than starving..."
Midstream says, "Do you or don't you want fuel?"
Brawl says, "well yeah fuel'd be nice!"
Midstream says, "I'm talking to the medic right now..."
Brawl says, "oh. Okay!"
Oracle waits patiently.
Midstream says, "Brawl, let's go. The medic'll meet you in the blaster.."
Oracle walks on ahead.
Midstream walks into the area and looks around.
Halftrack acks, and is running around being chased.
TechTransport is chasing after Rev, from CC toward the NE...
Brawl stomps along.
Midstream says, "E.R.... you have something to say to Brawl?"
Oracle glances at ER.
Brawl coughs up some energon. Something's wrong with him.
E.R. sighs, and pulls a now...ahem...white rabbit from behind him, "Uhm...sorry Brawl...I...I gave FWBH a bath for you"
Midstream says, "E.R.'s going to fix your energon problem too, isn't that nice of him?"
Oracle quirks an optical ridge at ER.
Brawl says, "she loves ya better anyway."
Brawl says, "she ran away with you and omega and had a kid with omega.."
E.R. raises an optic ridge at brawl.
E.R. ahems, "no...no Brawl..that's not it at all"
Brawl says, "yeah? Then explain FWBS?"
E.R. hands brawl FWBS, "well...you see...uhm...prominence and I...well...we uhm."
Oracle mutters to E.R.: "... ... way ... ... ... for this?"
mutter E.R.=In what way are you responsible for this?
Brawl looks at the clean rabbit "Why were you bathing with e.r anyway?"
Brawl says, "I don't want that baby."
E.R. sighs, "we...well...Brawl...you were the victim of a prank...I must say...it was immature of us---"
Brawl looks to FWBH "you should watch your kids."
Brawl says, "you...tricked me?"
E.R. nods and frowns, "yep...my fault brawl"
Brawl says, "FWBH doesn't love omega? And that's not their kid?"
E.R. nods, and tries to make it even better, "yeah...and...I gave her a bath so she'd be all clean for you..."
Midstream nudges E.R. "And he's going to help with your fuel problem."
Oracle shakes her head slightly at ER.
E.R. nods, "and I'm going to help your fuel problem"
Brawl says, "Oh. So you just took her for a bath?"
Brawl says, "can I have her back now?"
E.R. nods, "it seems that way now doesn't it Brawl? And…yes...that's why I've been holding her out to you for the past five cycles"
Brawl ohs and takes the rabbit "I missed you FWBH. I should have known you were loyal to me...can you ever forgive me."
Oracle smiles.
Brawl says, "she's my soul mate. How would you like it if I took midstream and gave her a bath and made a little kid that looked like her and omega?"
E.R. ahems, "I had nothing to do with the omega rabbit however"
Midstream says, "E.r.'s gonna make it up to you."
Brawl smells the rabbit "she smells so good and she's so fluffy."
E.R. nods, "toldja I cleaned it"
Brawl hugs the bunny looking like a big kid.
Midstream says, "now lets go get that fuel problem taken care of. We can use the hospice, right?"
E.R. nods, "I'd suppose so.."
You say, "I think I'll go right to the bar. See you in a little while, Brawl, Midstream."
Brawl says, "bye oracle!!"
Brawl waves his bunny's hand.
Oracle walks towards the Blaster.
Oracle walks into the Blaster, waving to those she knows, and nodding politely to those she doesn't.
Fallout continues to drink her Icee.
Ghost gets to the back corner and scoots into a booth occupied by someone else. "Hello there." she says softly.
Razelore is sitting with 2 drinks in front of him .
Ghost settles down and peers at the drink, "For me? You shouldn't have."
Oracle takes a seat at the bar and smiles at everyone.
Razelore says, "Of course, I wouldn't dream of doing less."
Ghost chuckles and gives the drink a stir, "So how are things?"
Razelore looks at his drink trying to wish it stronger, "Everything is going well, Brawl had a bit of a mix up earlier."
Oracle taps her fingers on the bar, absently tapping out a rhythm.
Ghost ohs softly, "Which one was that again?"
Oracle looks over at the mention of Brawl.
Razelore says, "The very loud one, seems he got pretty torn up, so Onslaught, that's the big nasty one, the ground based 'con, gave him something for his troubles."
Recluse gives the drink another stir, "Onslaught. Hmmm...What'd he give him?"
Razelore says, "Something green, I'm not to sure, myself."
Oracle listens with half an audial receptor to the conversation.
Recluse hmms, "I hope it wasn't painful." she remarks softly, then gives Razelore a quizzical glance.. "Anyhows... I should know better than to ask to much from you... Its dangerous." She chuckles.
Springer sips his Icee quietly and enjoys the sounds of the bar.
Oracle looks around as though waiting for someone.
Razelore smiles, "It can be, but not for you."
Recluse peers into her drink and idly stirs it.
Razelore says, "Anything else you would like to ask, or would you simply like to enjoy the silence?"
Recluse peers over, "Simply enjoy a few moments with you.;'
Fallout orders another Icee.
Razelore looks down at his glass thinking how did that get empty, "I think I need another, would you like one?"
Fallout drinks her Icee.
Oracle finally turns to look at the menu.
Recluse smiles behind her mask and stirs her drink, "Why.. I've hardly touched mine.. One might think you were trying to get me off center…dear."
Recluse tips the edge of her mask up and starts to sip her own drink, keeping her optics on Razelore.
Razelore gets a waiter's attention and orders and enerwine.
Recluse watches Razelore, optics glittering slightly.
Razelore sips his drink and watches Recluse, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Recluse gives a shake of her head, "Meeting me here is well enough.. Some.. Autobot accosted me at the fountain, asking me if I needed a *friend*." She shakes her head.. "Sometimes I wonder."
Razelore says, "Would you happen to remember the name of this Autobot? I could perhaps be the friend it desires..."
Fallout finishes her drink and ponders.
Recluse gives a shake of her head, "No, no. That might cause trouble.."
Razelore nods his head, "Of course, I don't need to be out causing trouble right now, do I?"
Oracle keeps looking at the menu, though that doesn't seem to be what she's interested in.
Fallout sighs, gets up, and heads outside.
Recluse chuckles softly, "Of course not.. Wouldn't want that big mech.. What's his.. Oh yeah, Onslop to make you inject green things."
Oracle closes her optics.
Razelore smiles, "Actually, that was quite interesting, he called me 'sir' today...curious, eh?"
Recluse cocks her head to one side, "Really? That must have been interesting."
Razelore says, "Hopefully it will simply come to him that that is the correct thing to say."
Recluse shrugs, peering at her empty glass, "I couldn't say... He doesn't say much to me when I do see him. Must be that whole non-entity clause the Empire has in its sign-up sheet."
Oracle seems to get impatient. She stands up and leaves.
*Enters Hospice*
Oracle walks into the hospice and looks around.
Midstream is explaining to Brawl that not all hospitals are as nasty as con hospitals.
Oracle waves to Brawl and Midstream. "I thought you were going to meet me back at the Golden Blaster?"
Brawl says, "Uh...yeah that's right. I fergot!"
Midstream says, "Well, E.R>'s working on fixing Brawl's energon problem.."
You say, "It is not an easy procedure then?"
Midstream shrugs... "I'm no medic."
You say, "Was ER not able to finish then?"
Midstream says, "Not yet..."
Oracle sighs. "I hope it's not postponed for too long."
Brawl coughs up energon.
Midstream says, "I hope so too."
Oracle shakes her head. "You'd think the Decepticons would care somewhat for their own faction members, but..."
Oracle turns to Brawl. "Brawl, are there any medics in your faction that you trust? Someone who can help you?"
Brawl says, "Triage is cool.."
Brawl says, "an my sister in law."
You say, "Would she help you?"
You transmit 'Pardon me.' to Triage.
Triage transmits: '*startled*....uhm...yeah?'.
You transmit 'Have you talked with Brawl recently?' to Triage.
Triage transmits: 'uhm......no'.
You transmit 'Next time you do, you might want to look him over. You're a medical type, aren't you. I'm rather concerned about his well-being. I asked him if there was a medic he trusted and he said you were 'cool.'' to Triage
*Midstream leaves*
Triage transmits: 'what's wrong with him?'.
You transmit 'I'm not certain, for I'm not a medic. But he keeps regurgitating energon and his system won't hold it. I know it's not my place to interfere with the faction, but I'm concerned for him. Apparently he was given something to make him sick.' to Triage.
Triage transmits: 'thanks for the news, I'll take a look at him ASAP.'.
You transmit 'Thank you. Sorry for bothering you.' to Triage.
Triage transmits: 'it's no bother, thanks.'.