November 15th
((Bracer, Windfall, Lunar, Patrol, Phalanx)) (U,U,D,U,U)

Bracer nods his head "Hello, Oracle"
Windfall looks up as Oracle enters and nods silently.
Oracle walks somberly into the Militia House.
Oracle nods to Bracer and Windfall, but it's to Bracer that she speaks. "I hear you've finally had everyone's wish come true and captured Lunar."
Windfall mutters to Windfall: "damn skippy."
Bracer nods "Yeah, Onslaught barged in on him, destroying his little traps, and brought him out of there.
Oracle keeps her face impassive. "Is he allowed visitors?" There is a dull quality to her voice and she looks very tired.
Bracer says, "Yes, Oracle, you may see him"
Windfall clears her throat, "Without guard, sir?"
Oracle glances at Windfall, a slight gleam of...something...in her optics. She says nothing.
Bracer says, "You....may visit him as well, Windfall"
Oracle looks almost angry for a moment, then nods and proceeds into the holding cells.
Oracle walks somberly into the holding cells, looking in each cell for a certain prisoner.
Windfall strides in, non-chalantly.
Lunar sits in the back of his cell, not asleep but not moving.
Oracle stops when she reaches Lunar's cell. She peers in and softly says, "Hello."
Windfall receives a radio message.
Lunar looks up in slight surprise, not at who it is, but that anyone was here at all. "Well. Look who's here."
Windfall stops about five steps behind Oracle and idly adjusts her flamethrower.
Windfall transmits a radio message.
Oracle nods, a look of dismay on her face. "So it is true that they've caught you."
Windfall receives a radio message.
Lunar sighs, narrowing his optics. "No, I'm actually playing in the fields of Tarn. Of course it's true, I'm here, aren't I?" He frowns.
Windfall receives a radio message.
You say, "I ... I wasn't certain that they had actually caught you. They could have been lying you know."
Oracle turns at the clicking sound and widens her optics at the flamethrower. Then she narrows them again and turns back to Lunar.
Windfall transmits a radio message.
Lunar nods. "Considering my captors, I wouldn't have been surprised." He glances at Windfall, then back at Oracle. "Well, it's true. The big bad Lunar's been caught. They'll keep me here, then send me back to Darkmount, then I'll be recycled. Nice and neat."
Windfall mutters to Windfall: "thank ... ... think that's ... ... ... you personally."
Windfall receives a radio message.
Oracle says nothing, but it's obvious by the look on her face that she doesn't like the sound of that.
Lunar smiles grimly. "Aren't you happy, Oracle? I'll never be able to hurt anyone else. No matter what you might think of me, you know that anyone else I would have killed during torture."
Windfall transmits a radio message.
Windfall receives a radio message.
Windfall silently growls low in her throat, but says nothing.
Oracle smiles cynically. "I think there's a conspiracy out there making sure I'll never be happy. Things have not been going my way as of late. And I could never be happy at the destruction of /anyone./"
Windfall receives a radio message.
Lunar turns away. "It's my destruction or the destruction of countless victims, Oracle. That choice is easy for the fools that think they understand everything."
Oracle turns to face Windfall, a look of pained resentment on her face. "Am I really such an awful person that I can't be trusted alone with a prisoner without being kidlet sat?"
Windfall transmits a radio message.
You say, "Nobody understands everything Lunar."
Lunar nods. "As well I know. And as well fools like Onslaught don't."
Windfall receives a radio message.
You say, "What doesn't he understand?"
Windfall, with an effort, keeps her face bland, "This has nothing to do with you. He's in here for assaulting a CC resident. Specifically you. I'm here for your protection." She goes back to her flamethrower.
Windfall transmits a radio message.
Lunar laughs. "With mechs like him in command, no wonder we're losing this war. He thinks he's infallible. He thinks he's supreme, the overstuffed moron."
Windfall receives a radio message.
Oracle laughs softly, but somehow unpleasantly, at Windfalls' words. "What can he do to me now...I assume your cells are strong enough to hold him."
You say, "So who eventually found you...and how?"
Windfall shrugs, "Procedure is procedure."
Lunar shrugs. "It was impossible to hide forever. It was Onslaught who found me, then delivered me to Bracer."
Oracle sighs but says nothing more about Windfall's presence, though it's clear she doesn't like it.
Windfall transmits a radio message.
You say, "I tried talking to Ghost on your behalf."
Lunar nods. "And I can guess how far you got with that."
You say, "She sounded sincere about letting you return, but somehow I feel I can't trust anyone with any sort of rank anymore...which had saddened me, among other things."
Lunar snorts. "Well. If I didn't kill you, at least I got rid of some of your foolish idealism. Good to know not all was lost."
Oracle sighs. "I've been losing more than I've been gaining, but that's neither here nor there."
Lunar frowns. "Well. Now you know there's evil. Better that way."
Oracle smiles. "Strangely enough it's not the evil in the world that bothers me, but the stupidity. I was naive, but I wouldn't go so far as to say I'm stupid."
Lunar shakes his head. "If I said you were stupid I would be lying. But you acted stupid, because of your idealism. Now that's changed. Not exactly the purpose of my actions," he flashes a cruel grin, "but a nice bonus, yes?"
Patrol walks in.
Lunar looks up. "Well well. I am popular tonight."
Oracle smiles wearily at Patrol. "So it would seem."
Patrol grimces, "Don't count on it."
Lunar bows, sneering. "Welcome to my humble abode. Make yourself at home, don't scratch the upholstery."
Oracle turns back to Lunar. "But I don't think that lesson will help me at all."
Windfall stands 5 steps behind Oracle, watching.
Lunar frowns. "You'd be surprised. For one, it will keep mechs like me from hurting you. Next time, you won't be so trusting, I think."
You say, "Maybe, maybe not. Curiosity killed the Cyber-cat you know. And even cynical curiosity is curiosity, though I doubt I will ever be so bad as a cynic."
Lunar arches an eyebrow. "You accuse me of curiosity? You're the one who followed me out of the city."
Oracle shakes her head. "I was making referance to myself. I was curious, and I paid...and will pay again for sheer curiosity."
Lunar sighs. "I don't believe you learned your lesson well, Oracle. Failure to learn a lesson means that it will be taught again. If not by me, than by someone else."
Patrol mutters to Windfall: "... ... has she been here?"
Oracle laughs. "Maybe somethings /are/ as inevitable as you claim. Perhaps the both of us are doomed to never change. I am a victim of my curiosity, and you a victim of whatever evil virus possesses you."
Windfall mutters to Patrol: "... enough ... me ... get sick"
Patrol grins
Oracle glances back at the two muttering Militia members with an arched optic ridge.
Lunar smiles darkly, but that act is belied by his optics narrowing to slits in . . . anger? Or perhaps even fear? "If you continue in this course, you may discover just how deep my evil pervades me. And then, Oracle, there will be no going back." He looks at Windfall and Patrol, his optics hardening into definite anger, but he says nothing.
Oracle sighs. "Sometimes I think I'm not quite sane you know."
Patrol flashs a smile at Lunar, "Is this hostility I sense?"
Windfall ignores Lunar. In her mind, you might as well talk to a petrorabbit.
Lunar grins now. "Have you ever sensed anything other than hostility from me, Patrol? Some knight in shining armor, not only were you singularly unable to protect Oracle, but it took a Decepticon to finally catch me."
Oracle shrugs her shoulders. "I don't think it's Lunar I need protection from...I think it's Oracle I need to be protected from."
Lunar arches an optic ridge. "Developing multiple personalities now?" His tone makes it obvious he doesn't believe that for a second. "Really, I was more sucessful than I thought."
Patrol mutters to Windfall: "... ... ... a few ... ago she tried to ... ... Tarn ... she ... ... off triage."
You say, "Normal unaffiliated femmes don't go marching up to Tarn's gates. They don't hang around /certain/ mechs, get tortured by them, then tray to keep it from everyone."
Lunar arches an optic ridge. "I didn't hear about Tarn."
You say, "I was told that if I didn't leave, I would have a cannoning appointment with Shockwave."
Lunar nods. "He's rather good at those. His alt mode and all."
Patrol grins, "Bah it doesn't hurt as much as it sounds."
Windfall just shakes her head at Patty.
Patrol shrugs, "Well it didn't I got back up didn't I?"
Windfall snorts, "Barely."
Oracle leans against a convienient wall, almost as if she didn't have the energy to support herself anymore.
Patrol shrugs again, "Yhea but I am still alive aren't I? Now Ghost there was a cannoning I'd like to forget."
You say, "Ghots is a Decepticon I'd like to forget."
Lunar looks at Oracle quickly as she leans against the wall, his expression unreadable. "Give you a hard time, did she?"
Patrol rubs a spot on his chestplate
Windfall snickers, "Actually, she's not that bad. Just doesn't have a lot of patience."
Patrol blinks, "nah She was fine compared to Shockwave at least she told me why I had to die"
You say, "Not directly. When I spoke to her about your situation, she was quite cordial, if a little impatient with my requests. But she has made my life a little less than it was, and made a certain mech quite unhappy."
Lunar shrugs. "Surely you didn't expect any Con to do anything to help me."
Windfall mutters to Patrol: "but ... expects /us/ ..."
Patrol mutters to Windfall: "of course ... ... always ... ... ... out ... ..."
Windfall shakes her head disgustedly.
Oracle mutters to Lunar: "If you think ...  contact with Ghost ... ... ..."
Lunar mutters to Oracle: "... was desperate. And you were ... ... ... ... ... bugged ... else the ... has REALLY ... ... ... ... job."
Lunar mutters to you: "I was desperate. And you were gullible. And this cell is bugged, or else the CCM has REALLY messed up on this job."
You say, "You're most likely right."
Lunar nods.
Oracle continues to lean against the wall. She shuts her optics.
Lunar frowns, then says mockingly, "Are you sad Oracle? Sad that I've been captured?"
Oracle shrugs. "I'm not certain /what/ I would call it. Sad might work in a strange definiation of the word."
Bracer clomps into the room and nods his head at the occupants "Oracle, Commander Phalanx would like to have a word with you"
Windfall snorts again and salutes as Bracer enters.
Patrol salutes bracer
Oracle snaps her optics open. For a moment she looks at him blankly. "Why?"
Bracer waves his hand at the two officers "Yeah yeah, enough already...you pick that up from the kidbots?"
Lunar looks at Bracer. "Would you deprive me of my only company?" He sneers, then turns to Oracle. "Get out. And thank Primus I'm not free to hurt you a second time."
Bracer says, "Perhaps you will find out why when you speak to him. He just asked me to convey the message on to you on my way to the barracks"
Windfall snickers at Bracer and relaxes. She shakes her head at Oracle.
Oracle continues to stare blankly at Bracer for a moment. "I suppose that /would/ follow. If there is such a thing as luck, it's against me." Sighing she heaves herself away from the wall, staggers, and falls to the ground.
Bracer raises a brow "Oracle? Windfall, what was her condition when she was in here?"
Bracer transmits a radio message.
Lunar moves forward quickly, putting a hand against the bars. He says, very calmly, "I suggest she first take a trip to the Hospice. She doesn't appear well."
Patrol blinks, and rushs over to Oracle
Bracer receives a radio message.
Bracer transmits a radio message.
Oracle struggles to stand up and props herself against the wall again. "I'll be fine."
Bracer reaches out an arm "Come with me, please"
Bracer receives a radio message.
Patrol frowns, "Oracle...You ok?"
Bracer transmits a radio message.
Oracle leans heavily on Bracer's arm and allows herself to be lead away.
Oracle walks into the office, leaning heavily on Bracer. It's clear that if she didn't have help, she would probably be on teh floor. Her face is drawn and tired.
Bracer transmits a radio message.
Phalanx looks up, setting his datapad aside as he notices who the new arrivals are, "Greetings, Oracle."
Bracer pulls out a chair and helps Oracle into it. He nods to the two and then quietly exits, closing the door behind him
Bracer has left.
Phalanx receives a radio message.
Oracle nods to Phalanx once she is seated, "Greetings to you Phalanx."
Phalanx leans back in his chair, he doesn't appear upset or happy, or anything else... but that's nothing new. After a moment of silence, he grimaces and asks, "I trust you're well enough to be here? If need be, this can wait..."
Oracle smiles weakly. "If there is something wrong with me, then it isn't something the Hospice can help me with. But thanks for your...concern."