Session Start: Sun Sep 01 00:00:00 2002 * Avalanche is in the bar. * The Freedom is now zooming away from K'Ket'Laa, having left behind equipment to satisfy the lizard people there * Slipstream is on the bridge So, where to next in this insane follow-the-leader thing? * Sunspot is sitting on the floor of the bridge playing with Moonstone. * Apocrypha is on the bridge, for lack of anywhere better to go. * Waitstate is also on the bridge * Avalanche is back to the ol' heavy drinking. * Anchor does a quick inventory, ignoring Grunge's rantings and musings ... Grunge, when did I get a quantum defribulator? Three years ago. Global garbage district on Cybertron. Sector B-3 we're working on the exact coordinates now. at the moment, all we have is a general bearing ah, fun. *leans back in her chair and vacantly stares at the ceiling* I still don't quite get what went on down there. nor do I. I had a really strong urge to please them. I don't know why. Frankly, I'm glad to be away Who did they think we were, exactly? Just some kind of mythical beings? gods, of a sort. that's how I understood it anyway Go figure. It was flattering, but kinda creepy in retrospect very creepy I suppose the idea of giant metal men isn't uncommon as a theme in legends. It was neat that they liked us. Usually things try to attack us. * Nimitz defolds one mile away from the Freedom, with the defensive shields clearly set to "off" Perimeter alert! Hostile vessel spacefold detected! A welcome change of pace * The Freedom is knocked out of Interphase by the subspace backwash of the fold * Nimitz hails Freedom * Slipstream "acks" and sits up properly again They're always hostile, aren't they? they're usually "unidentified" * Sunspot looks up. Somebody get me a reading on that ship * Slipstream does so It's the Nimitz, that Strikers ship. * Moonstone chirps up at Sunspot. there's no power to weapons, shields are down, broadcasting pasive signals... Well, at least we KNOW they're going to shoot us this time, then. * Sunspot looks up and whimpers. probly a ruse. arm all weapons, full power to shields * Outreach almost falls over in his seat in the medbay, looking around "What was that?" * Slipstream arms the weapons and powers up the shields * Nimitz hails Freedom a second time * Avalanche feels the ship shake, looks down at his drink, and shrugs. [comm] This is Waitstate. What the hell do you people want from us? *raises a browridge at Wait and grins* Friendly there, grey one. * Soviet's calm visage appears on the screen, Crosscut and Anvil at his side My my, you must have woken up on the wrong side of the recharge bed. My sincere condolences. * Sunspot stares at the screen with big scared eyes while Moonstone chirps for attention beside her. [comm] Funny. Ha ha. I'll get to the point. You have somthing of ours, and we have somthing of yours. * Soviet leans in closer to the camera, rests one hand on his knee, and grins So why don't we trade? * Slipstream gets up and stands behind Waitstate, then subtly starts making rude gestures at Crosscut [comm] Trade? just a simple trade? I don't get it. what are you up to? We're not up to anything. What would lead you to that silly conclusion? [comm] because you're always up to something maybe? * Crosscut takes note of Slipstream, but ignores her, instead staring straight ahead Look, let's talk like civilized folk. Boto a boto. There is an asteroid five kilometer's from your position. You send one person with Winter, and we'll send you your beloved Thrashmane * Sunspot whimpers again. Unharmed as the day we plucked him off the street... [comm] Not tortured at all, right? sure * Crosscut's gaze darts quickly back to Slipstream, and he sticks his tongue out at her before returning to his previous state Now why would we do a crude thing like that? Besides, our resident torture specialist is in *your* hands. [comm] I have no idea. Why'd you do it all those other times? * Slipstream grins and continues making subtly insulting gestures at Crosscut * Anvil lightly jabs Crosscut on the shoulder when Crosscut gestures at Slip again * Slipstream flips off Anvil. * Anvil glares straight ahead, as does Crosscut [comm] Is Thrashmane at this asteroid already? No, of course not. You'll get Thrashmane when we get Winter. * Slipstream continues to amuse herself by insulting Crosscut AND Anvil now, entirely in hand gestures *forcefully* Is it a deal? [comm] There's no way I'm sending out my people, much less yours, when I have no proof Thrash is even alive, much less that you intend to give him to us. * Soviet snaps his fingers, and the view of the Nimitz's bridge zooms out, showing Fuse and Shotlock holding Thrashmane by the arms. He looks as good as new, even with the crack in his chest repaired As for that we intend to give him to you, I'm sure that if we did not turn him over first, you would not return Winter to us. That is the reason we will hand him over first. * Sunspot stands up and moves beside Wait and Slipstream. * Slipstream waves hi at Thrashy, then continues insulting Crosscut and Anvil. I want Thrashmane at the asteroid before I even THINK about bringing you Winter. And I want your guarantee that, if we do, you will return Winter to us. you think I WANT that slagpile on my ship? he's yours * Soviet signals to Crosscut to bring Thrashmane to the asteroid Oh, one more thing.... *to self* here it comes... You might want to tell the black girl there to quit mouthing off to my soldiers, and please treat the yellow one to dinner later tonight. * the communique ends *growls in frustration and slams his fist into his control panel* * Slipstream snickers under her breath * Sunspot looks confused. * Nimitz backs off as Crosscut, hauling Thrash behind him, heads towards the asteroid I'll take Winter to the asteroid, Wait. * Slipstream doesn't bother waiting for Wait to reply and heads out of the bridge * Sunspot picks up Moonstone and stands on the bridge looking dazed. Think we could hide a bomb powerful enough to take them all out without Winter noticing? * Slipstream pokes her head back into the bridge long enough to say "nope!" then heads off cheerfully to the brig. * Waitstate sighs and comms security * Splitwit would be drowning his sorrows in energon right now, but doesn't have any sorrows. * Slipstream arrives at the brig and waves cheerfully at whoever's on guard duty at the moment. [comm] Recoil, get Winter ready to travel. Dont forget the modelock. * Splitwit drownds his cheerfulness in energon or somthing [comm] Yessir! So...he's still alive... Uh, you here for him? *motions to the bastard jet* He who? Sure am. *grins* Just got my orders 'bout him. Guess he goes into your custody * Sunspot looks up at Apocrypha, still a little dazed. Yup. * Recoil checks the modelock remotely and, finding it in order, releases the forcefield Thrashmane...the guy they were holding...I thought they'd killed him. * Crosscut touches down on the asteroid, drops Thrashmane a few meters in front of him, and leans against a flamberge They killed everyone else... Uh, okay. * Slipstream strides into the brig cell and pokes Winter with one foot. I'm sorry... It's just...I didn't expect this. Oi, wake up, you. Don't make me drag y'outta here by yer leg or something. * Winter says nothing, but stands * Waitstate is watching the sensors and sees Thrash and Crosscut on the asteroid [comm] Slip, I assume you're after Winter. You're clear to take him over now. Be careful. good boy. now c'mon, we're returnin' ya to your natural environment. or something like that. [comm] I hear ya, Wait. We're on our way. Oh, a cess pool? * Slipstream pokes Winter in the back to get him moving in the right direction. If that's what y'call the Nimitz, then yeah. * Winter moves slwoly in the right direction It was a crude attempt at humor, wrench Very crude indeed, boyo. *grins* * Slipstream takes Winter to the nearest airlock, opens it, and cheerfully shoves him outside before jumping out and tfing to her alt mode * Slipstream pins Winter 'tween her portside wings and proceeds towards the asteroid * Winter hums "Walking in a Winter Wonderland", but there's no sound in space * Roadkill wanders into the bar and takes a seat next to Avalanche. * Avalanche looks up and waves. * Slipstream arrives at the asteroid with Winter in tow and dumps him down several meters from Thrash and Crosscut, then tfs * Avalanche grins while he's at it, 'cause he's drunk. Howdy Heya Avy. Tanked again, aye? Howdy y'self. Long time no kickass, heh. Hiiiiiiiiiii RKmaster... yo. Hey Indeed. Yup. Heya Thrashy. Nice t'see ya again, and in one piece, too! Come to join in? * Earshot scuttles into Terra's Place, Tfing into robot mode and sitting at a table * Thrashmane says nothing, instead staring at the rocky asteroid surface heya Split. And nah, Wait tends to get paranoid when I start drinkin'. Something 'bout my fuel tanks exploding. *grins* * Crosscut looks Slip once over, "I heard you were dead" *shrugs* Yeah, it happens occasionally. I got better. Ooh yeah mixin' gasoline with alchohol. that's a big no-no. I'm glad to hear it. You're looking nice for a dead person... *grins and sketches a small mock-bow* Why thankee, kind sir. Hey there bug boy. The usual? :) Yup, I can see that bein' a bad thing. Just hangin' out them? * Crosscut shoves Thrash towards Slip "Take him. We've got no more use for him" I'm surprised you're sober enough to realise that, Split. ;) * Slipstream shoves Winter towards Crosscut. "Likewise, and likewise." * Splitwit closes his eyes, waves a finger in the air, looking very intelligent, and states quickly "One must know their beverage do's-and-don'ts before drinking" Yeah, just hangin' out. *eyes Split* I think that's the most intelligent thing I've ever heard ya say. Which ain't sayin' much, mind. ;) * Crosscut grabs Winter by the collar and whispers reassuringly in his ear * Slipstream pats Thrashy on the back, keeping an eye on Crosscut * Crosscut takes a step back and hefts Winter up onto his shoulder. "I do hope our path's cross again..." I try Sometimes I think he gets smarter when he's drunk. It's his natural state. * Splitwit takes another swig ...y'know, that might be entirely possible... *grins* You bet it will. Sooner than y'might think... Y'ever watched "Legend of the Drunken...." somthing? That Jimmy Chan dude was in it. nope, don't think so. * Crosscut flies off the asteroid with Winter in tow and heads back towards the Nimitz, keeping an eye on Slip and Thrash It sounds familiar, but then, most things do these days. [comm] Get back here quick. I don't want you guys as a target * Earshot smiles and nods at Terra "Please and thank you" [comm] Ah, nuts. And I was gonna go chase 'em down a bit too. Yer no fun. * Sunspot looks up at Wait. [comm] *grimly* I try C'mon Thrashy, let's get y'back home, aye? *tfs back to fighter mode and waits for Thrash to grab hold* Aw well we've got a theater here. Seems like people fergitabout it sometimes. Can I go down to meet them? One bucket o' bolts, coming up! Sure Sunny. I think that's a great idea * Apocrypha remains puzzled. * Earshot pulls out some credits chips and waits for terra to return * Terra retrieves said bucket, actually a custom-made container now, for her new best customer * Sunspot takes Moonstone and hurries out the door. * Slipstream heads back to the Freedom with Thrashmane in tow I should drop by there more, now that I'm running out of interesting sims. Sims eh? And here you go! *collects the credits* I played Sim Ant once. Too bad y'aint a flyer, Slip has some really nifty sims * The Nimitz zips away and off into Hyperspace the moment Crosscut and Winter are aboard Hey, I do have a jet pack doncha know * Slipstream and Thrash board the Freedom and head up to the bridge Maybe in my next life. * Thrashmane stays silent, following Slip with heavy footsteps and keeping his eyes on the ground Jetpack ain't gonna do ya much good in -those- sims, Split. Trust me, I've watched some of 'em. It's hairy stuff. :) You okay, Thrashy? * Thrashmane says nothing .... hello? *taps Thrash on the head* Anyone home? * Thrashmane looks up at Slipstream, a mix of sadness and anger in his optics Hands off. * Slipstream eyes Thrash for a moment [comm to Slip] Take Thrash to medbay. I think he better get checked out Aright. I'm sorry. * Thrashmane looks away, "I'd like to speak to Waitstate. Will that be a problem?" [comm] He wants to talk t'ya, actually. Meet us there or what? *smiles at Slipstream* Don't worry, it'll be all right. [comm to Slip] Works for me. Be there as soon as I can get someone to take my post * Sunspot walks quickly down the hallway and runs into Slip and Thrash on their way to the bridge. * Admiral-Lilwall enters bridge * Earshot chomps down on the bolts, gobbling them down quickly perfect timing, as usual * Thrashmane stops walking and looks at Sunspot. I thrive on letting you out of here. No, really Oh... Um...hi. I'm glad you're not dead... heh, funny Sunspot...? * Waitstate stands I have a meeting in medbay [comm] Gotchya. * Apocrypha stands around uselessly. * Avalanche drinks. * Waitstate is heading for Medbay * Thrashmane shoves away from Slipstream and briskly walks up to Sunspot, dropping to one knee in front of her, "Don't worry. I'll be back for you in moment. It'll all be okay.." * Sunspot hugs Thrash. Go on. I want them to make sure you're okay. * Thrashmane stands back up, quickly kisses Sunspot on the cheek, then smiles and heads for Sickbay * Slipstream starts for the medbay, Thrash in tow * Sunspot watched Thrash follow Slip to the repair bay, then turns and goes back up to the bridge. * Thrashmane, half dazed and half stumbling, follows behind Slipstream * Outreach turns to look at the newcomers, smiling warmly "Hey Slipstream. Don't tell me you need more repairing already?" You've been making that a habit, lately, Avalanche. Maybe you should think about cutting back a little? Hmm? Hey, I've been good. I haven't even been in here since...day before yesterday. Me? Nah, not this time. ;) Awww, and you're on of the more interesting patients *laughs* interesting, aye? glad y'think so. I'll make sure to get shot up more often then. ;) * Waitstate gets to Medbay * Outreachs turns and smiles, shaking Wait's hand "Good to see you Waitstate. Anything I can do for you?' *to Slipstream* Please don't. just bring some coff-ergon arond sometime I'll bring hot chocergon instead, how's that sound? Thrashmane, I'm glad to have you back with us! We were afraid you were dead... Make sure you do, Slip! *Smiles and turns to Wait and Thrash* So what is needed of me, Waitstate? I'd like you to check out Thrashmane for anything out of the ordinary. He looks healthy enough, but I dont trust those butchers. If that's alright with you, Thrash. * Thrashmane glares at Waitstate, "I may as well have been. Spending a week without your lower torso and up to your neck in a tank of boiling iron doesn't help one's complexity" * Thrashmane lays down on the table "Don't worry, they fixed me up good as new. The whole deal" I was afraid of something like that... * Slipstream hangs out unobtrusively in the background of the medbay, listening in I didn't believe them for a second when they said they hadn't tortured you. *stares at the celing* They did worse. *sighs* Decepticons held you prisoners? I've seen drunk sharkticons with turrets perform better repairs then most of them... Now, did you get energon regularly? I am so sorry Thrash... Winter played you incredibly well. We're still not sure when the switch was made Oh yes, they kept me nice and healthy when they weren't removing various internals. They grabbed me in an ally on that planet where we met up with that mercenary who wanted to judge if you were worth keeping alive. ... And there is no need to be sorry. *under his breath* I'm going to fix -everything- Defensive sarcasm is bad for the internal drive unit, Thrashmane. *smiles* No... I'm actually being serious. *eyes Outreach* Who're you? He's our new doctor. * Outreach holds his hand out to shake* Name's Outreach. Thrashmane. The real one he never met your doppleganger. Good, I was hoping he would've made a good first impression. * Outreachs grins* You'll make a better one if you'll not get all macho with me. I hate that in a Medbay. * Outreach takes various tools over Thrash's body. They're all scanning devices, each with a uniqure purpose * Thrashmane nodds, "Thank you, it has been a while since I've had a decent check-up." * Slipstream leans against a wall in the medbay, staying unobtrusively in the background Well, I'm sensing no major leakage, nothing seriously internal to worry about...some pressure fractures on the motivator, but that can be expected with most non-flying cybertronians.... Also, please thank Slipstream for picking me up. I couldn't have had a better 'bot to pick me up. * Thrashmane sits up on the table, swinging around and facing Waitstate You're welcome, heh. Oh.. Outreach, one more thing. * Outreach sternly puts an arm on Thrash's chest, pressing him back down to the table "Hold on, compatriot...sensing so bad connectors in your leg" Later on *lays back down per the instructions*, if you'd be willing, I'd like a couple of modifications. Nothing serious. We can discuss later yes, of course. * Outreach nods "cooperate with the Doc and you'll get 'em." and pulls out a laser torch, stripping some of the armor from Thrash's leg And I have a request, captain. yes? * Outreach mumbles something about shoddy autobot worksmanship as he re-connects wires in Thrash's leg we'll talk about it later. All done? * Outreach sighs, shutting the armor and welding it back into place "There, that should do it." * Thrashmane gets off the table and stands Feel better? If you'd like to talk, my office is always open. Much Yes, we could talk But here is fine * Outreach knows this isn't his business, and moves to a nearby open table to clean his now dirty tools * Slipstream doesn't care if it's her business or not, and is still lurking in the background ;) well, I'm not sure Restore would like us using her medbay as a meeting room... how about one of the meeting lounges? Anywhere's fine there are a few on this deck. one is nearby Lead the way Pardon... hm? * Outreach,absently rubbing a cleaning cloth over his laser torch " How about the medbay staff lounge? It's just right here." good idea hadn't thought of that * Thrashmane closes his eyes and says flatly "It. Does. Not. Matter." Sorry Thrash. Right through here *motions* * Thrashmane follows * Waitstate takes a seat * Thrashmane remaiins standing * Outreach goes back to cleaning his tools * Snowcat is now known as Admiral-Lilwall um have a seat? * Slipstream slinks over to the door of the lounge to eavesdrop more Do you want me to sit? I could stand, I suppose, if you preferred Doesn't matter. I'll get to the point. *waits a beat, then stands* Now as I'm sure you're aware, Waitstate, I was a "defensive" stratagist. yes * Thrashmane starts pacing. "Now, after reviewing all that has happened to you, your crew, and your ship, I believe you could use someone like me on your bridge." * Outreach tidies up the medbay, humming contentedly to himsel I request an advisory position; a promotion if you will. * Thrashmane inhales * Slipstream is leaning against the wall just outside the staff lounge and grins when she hears what Thrasy said. That's not unreasonable I think it would behoove you. you'd have to pass certain qualifying tests of course. And I'd prefer you took a while to rest before beginning the process .... Especially since I know more about these Decepticons than anyone else on board. I don't need to rest. * Talis continues to snooze through his rest cycle in his quarters, as he has been the past while nevertheless, I think you should * Thrashmane looks at the door "Is that an order?" I'd rather not make it one. Allright. I think that's all. Take some time. Settle back in. There are a lot of new faces on board since you were here last. Thanks. For -everything-. And I'm sure you'll find I will pass the tests with flying colors *sly grin* we'll see when the time comes, heh. but I'm sure you will :) And when will the time be? after you've settled back in I'd rather not waste time. I consider it important that you're properly readjusted to life here before you join the bridge crew Fair enough Now, if you'll excuse me, there's someone I would like to talk to of course, I understand. If you have anything else you want to discuss, you know how to reach me anything at all * Thrashmane ducks out of the medbay hey, wait up a sec, Thrash Hm? What's up? *to himself* that went about as well as expected... n'much. Just wanna let y'know... if yer plannin' on gettin' back at the strikers any time soon, Crosscut is -mine-. And Winter too, prefferably. *grins darkly* I owe him for something... * Thrashmane faces Slipstream and walks up to her You've always had somthing against Crosscut, haven't you? *smirks and nods slightly* I think you and I should have a talk sometime. But not right now Agreed. Go talk to Sunny. We can chat later, aye? And.... Winter's life is mine and no one elses. I will not forgive what he did okay, that's fair enough. * Thrashmane goes in search of Sunspot * Sunspot is standing around outside the bridge, 'cause she figures she might be looked for there. * Thrashmane finds Sunspt standing outside the bridge There you are... * Avalanche is still drinking. * Roadkill is still sitting in the bar watching Avy get even more tanked. ;) * Splitwit dances on the bar top * Roadkill grabs Split's leg and dumps him on the floor Hi! Did the doctor say you were okay? I think he's had enough, Roadkill. We don't want him in medbay, afterall Yeah, I was fine... Yeah, I agree with ya there. C'mon Avy, let's get y'outta here, mkay? Uh, how are you? owwww. I'm better now that you're back. * Sunspot smiles a little. * Avalanche gets up with a good bit of difficulty. I guess maybe I've been here long enough tonight... not to mention half the day, too Join me for dinner? We can talk then There *stammers* You know what I mean.... That'd be nice. Nothing's really changed in the plaza much... * Roadkill starts guiding Avy out of the bar * Thrashmane takes Sunny down to the Plaza "How's the Quick Bite sound?" That'd be nice. There's a new guy who's there a lot, but I don't know if he'll be there now... * Avalanche slowly cooperates. * Download cleans off the bar then heads back for his quarters I think you'd better head for your quarters and sleep that off, Avy. * Avalanche nods. y'think y'can get there without falling over too much? ;) I think...I can manage. Maybe. * Thrashmane puts his arm around Sunny *chuckles* Well, I'll come along, just in case. Got nothin' better t'do. * Talis decides to get up and move about. He resets his regen-cot and walks out into the corridor * Avalanche shakes his head. I need to stop doing this so much... Yes. Yes, you do. * Thrashmane and Sunny catch up on things over dinner * Goannis enters the bar to take over from Download's shift, and goes about cleaning up everywhere seeing how no one is around * Avalanche sighs. Maybe some other time I'll work on that. * Opal leaves her quarters, first time in ages Next time y'feel like drinkin', come find me and we'll run a sim or something instead, aye? I'm just about out of them, actually. And they only seem to make things worse lately. Oh? Y'wanna talk 'bout it? My memory's started coming back. * Talis walks down the corridor and finds Roadkill half-carrying a half-walking Avy aah... can see how that'd be messin' y'up some. *notices Talis* Oh, heya. * Opal passes Waitstate in the corridor on her way to the plaza, and his way to wherever Hey there. I see you're coming from where I'm heading. Heh. Afternoon Opal If you're headin' to the bar, then yup. Hi. * Opal continues past * Waitstate turns briefly and watches her go, before continuing on his way * Avalanche makes a vague effort at waving to Talis while at the same time not looking up from the ground. Erm...is this one all right? Just a bit tanked, is all. * Opal enters the bar and sits somewhere away from the bar and door * Goannis heads over to her after a few glances * Slipstream wanders down to the flight deck, tfs to her starfighter mode, and settles down to recharge All right. Since you're here too, I'll go ahead and keep moving. *waves to Killer and Avy as he keeps going down the corridor* Hi Opal, can I get anything? Something, light. Doesn't matter what. see ya later, Talis. :) *continues helping Avy to his quarters* Sure. *pauses for a moment* Uh... * Avalanche continues rambling on. *looks up* Yeah? It's funny, a while back I wanted to be able to remember my life. And now that it's all coming back I just want it to stop. Listen, I justed wanted to say, uh, well, I'm sorry about what.. that. It's too much too fast. * Roadkill just listens sympathetically. *looks back down* S'ok. Thanks. * Goannis goes off to fix up the drink It's like...one day I'll remember some buddy I used to hang out with all the time, and the next day I'll remember he's dead... gah, that -would- bite somewhat. * Zonic enters the lift to go Bridge ways, finding Waitstate inside Hello, um... I'm sorry, I've blanked on your name Oh, Waitstate, there you are Heh, Zonic Zonic :) hello :) Sorry, we ain't been out much lately. I was just heading to the bridge to see you we could go to my office instead if you'd like * Avalanche looks up and notices they've made it to his quarters. * Talis gets to the bar, takes a look around and sits at a table near the front. No need. Listen, I know it's a bit premature, given it'll be awhile before we can depart from here, but Oildrill and I were wondering if you'd mind us taking some, or even most or all of Tip Over's belongings when we return to Cybertron This looks like my stop... * Goannis takes Opal's drink to her then goes over to Talis Mhm. *opens the door and helps Avy into his room* I can stay a bit if you want to talk more... Hi :) Whats can I get you? * Avalanche shakes his head. Nah, I'm just gonna pass out from here. That seems rather appropriate actually. He was a very private person here. Sadly, I don't think anyone would stake a claim on them otherwise... alrighty. Jus' lemme know if y'ever wanna talk s'more, okie? It'll help. :) Thanks for getting me back, though. I think if I passed out in the plaza Waitstate'd stick me in a 12-step program. *chuckles* No worries, any time. Hi. Erm, I was wondering if you served energonic-pulse. Thanks. He has friend back home who would appreciate it. We still haven't brought ourselves to msg them yet and let them know what happened * Roadkill exits and heads back to the bar Can do * Goannis prepares Talis' order * Roadkill arrives back at the bar and wanders over to Talis' table. We'll have to mull over it tonight. We'll let you know when we're ready to transmit any time * Goannis puts the drink down in front of Talis 'lo again. Thanks. Well, I'll leave you to it. I might check out this 'Plaza' thing. Nice ship btw * Talis takes the drink and takes about a quarter of it down. * Zonic nods and heads off thanks, I'm rather proud of it * Waitstate waves as he goes thanks, um....*strains to figure out Goannis' name.* Goannis :) No problem * Diablo enters the plaza Anything for you, Roadkill? * Talis notes Goannis' talking over his shoulder, and turns to see Roadkill Nah, not t'day. Thanks anyway. Oh, you were saying 'lo to me. Heh, sorry. * Goannis nods and heads back to teh bar * Talis takes down a third of what's left of his drink *chuckles* No worries. Stuff on your mind, aye? * Zonic enters the plaza and has a wander about an arcade? *heads over to see* * Admiral-Lilwall sits in the command chair on the bridge, staring blankly at the veiwscreen * Hyperion enters the bridge a little bit. I mean, my whole group is...*gestures in a circular motion with his drink* somewhere in this galaxy, and I don't know where. * Waitstate goes to his office rather than the bridge Ah, yeah. *nods* Know the feeling. Well, kinda. * Roadkill sits down at Talis' table * Fragment enters Overwrite's little greeting section of Wait's office and plants a little divice under the seat which will make a farting sound everytime OW sits there Hey Hyperion Stuck with last shift again this week, eh? "kinda?" * Fragment goes to leave but is met with Waitstate at the door Heya boss 8) Hi Admiral-Lilwall. It seems to be that way. Hey there Fragment. What's up? Uh... nothing? 8) Gosh darn, look at the time, better get going! uh-huh * Waitstate clamps down on Fraggy's shoulder Yeah, kinda. *shrugs* Slightly different circumstances though. grah hmm... hold it right there little bot what'd you do? Uh... nothing? 8) I know that look. Ok ok ok * Trihorn rushes out of the arcade as Zonic approaches. * Roadkill gazes vacantly into nothing for a moment, thoughtful * Fragment stifles a giggle and heads over to OW's chair, and sits in it that's just awful what is that, gah *steps aside* and you KNOW Overwrite wouldn't have a clue what that was supposed to be. * Fragment bursts out laughing Roadkill, where are you from exactly? y'mean originally? Doesn't make it any less fun though, hehe yeah. I mean, what was your..."group?" take it and go. and dont make me start having to lock my office? Feisty little... whatever, aren't you? * Trihorn roars and decides to follow Zonic Aww, come on! Can you really say you wouldn't get a kick out of joking about now and then? :) Well, Autobot to start with. didn't stay with them for overly long though. *shrugs* Oh yeah. *hurriedly enters the arcade* I see. *takes down half his remaining drink* Uh, excuse me? Anyone? What's blue and small and has a few horns and chases bots? I like a good joke as much as anyone. Just not where important work is going on. Mmhmm... *idly starts tracing one finger along the table top in random patters* * Powerplay heads over to the counter "Leave the poor bot alone, Trihorn!" *boggles for a moment* OW is all important work. yes, but he isn't always HERE * Trihorn does as told, in fear of the Railgun which may appear But okaaaaaaaaay }:) I won't annoying at the office :D *grabs the device and makes a break for it* Cya boss! *to self* I'd warn him, but what fun would that be? * Waitstate goes in Strange little bot... I never knew I'd know what it felt like to be so...alone A little too friendly. * loud rooster crowing noise is heard from under Wait's chair when he sits on it ughh... Among certain tasks of mine..I was also a midline refueler. *looks at Roadkill* You know, long journeys around and such. I was capable of getting out wherever I was needed and back on no more than a half of my own fuel tank usually. * Waitstate applies security profiles to his office door So, an aracade. Get much business? *wanders about, perusing the games* *nods* Yeah, I'm familiar with the role. not personally, but I've known a couple of bots who had that kinda job. Some of our bots would literally get stranded out in space, waiting for pick-up or refueling. Sometimes for GSDs at a time. * Diablo decides to take a look in Terra's store, since he doesnt actually remember the last time he was in there, if at all Well well, if it isnt the dragon! * Opal gets up and leaves the bar, casually wandering about the plaza How've you been? Business is decent. Lots of variety. Been a while since the plaza's been opened up to others while stopped at a station though. Ah, not just in house. Used to open to the public often, then? The best I've been in quite a while. Excellent! Well, didn't happen all too often. Was nice when it did though. Wouldja like to order anything while you're here? or did you just come to talk? :) glactic standard days? You use Autobot military timetalk? Well, what do you recommend having? Talking can't hurt, either. * Opal decides to sit in the seating area in the middle of the plaza, and just stares off in no particular direction* *looks at the table a moment, then shrugs* We're used to it. Some of our guys are Ex-Autobot Military. Plus, we run into the CAM a lot. And we find a lot of our dealers use GST as well. Can't go wrong with my famous Ener-Smoothies! I suppose that's what I'll have then. Any flavor preferences? Surprise me. * Zonic feels like it'd be rude to not play any of the games while she's there so she tries her luck at 'Que-Reil's Legacy' * Terrafirma grins, and pulls two pinkish-red labelled containers out from the display case Have a seat. I'll join you :) * Diablo takes a seat somewhere * Terrafirma joins Diab That's reasonable enough. Heh, it's just been a long time since I last heard anybody use GST terms, is all. *smiles a bit* Being here, I can imagine. * Hitchhike hits the buzzer to Wait's office *chuckles* Yeah, y'got that right. makes you think of giving it up completely. * Waitstate hits the door-open button come in helloooo * Hitchhike walks in and sits Hey there Hitch. What's up? I never see you, heh The whole point to this visit, I suppose, kinda, anyway, heh. oh? * Hitchhike puts a data pad on Wait's desk what's this? The 'official' reason for the visit. I prefer to call it, 'my way of taking a break from Cuffs' nightshift with him not knowing about it', heh and that means...? So... How have things been going here? I'm not doing my job for a little bit, heh. So how ya been? Leadership sitting ok still? Business has been pretty good actually. I've got a decent bit of regular business Heh, I gave it up quite a ways before I ran into Lonac... ok, ok, hold on. what? how ya been, what's doing, blah blah :) not that part :p * Talis finishes his drink uh... I'm taking a break without Cuffs knowing? which I'll add I haven't done since I've been here! so, how's stuff? :) why are you taking off? That's good to hear. Honestly can't say I remember if I've been here before recently or not. Not in a while... I could check the recipts to find an exact date, I suppose. Cause I think I'll melt down if I have to recalibrate the internal security fields for the eighth night in a row :P alright, a vacation then? I can deal Hoorah :) ok then I'm good. Leadership suits me, I think. Stressful though. Reeeeally stressful Talk with Bitstream anytime recently? Nah, no need to go and do that. Not in a while, no. Distance makes it hard