* Bitstream changes topic to "-=2003.005=- RP now"
* Solder lounges around in Medbay.
* Waitstate is with Apocrypha in the science lab
* Thrashmane sits at his new pretty cool station thing on the bridge.
* Flashpoint sits somewhere in the rec room, reading stuff.
* Gearlock is on theventral observation deck
* Slipstream is lounging around in the ventral obs deck again.
* Rockbox walks around the Plaza looking for a good spot for his music hall
<Waitstate> So, you're sure this is the last one?
* Diecast plays solitair on the kickass see-through floor of the ventral obs 
deck, where everyone else is, conveniently
* Slipstream has demosphere parts scattered all over the floor again
* Avalanche is in the training sims again.
<Diecast> You know, if one of those goes off we'd all be dead.
* Sunspot will be on the bridge hanging with Thrash, she supposes. ;)
<Diecast> Well, floating in space
<Apocrypha> No. Not really.
<Apocrypha> But it's different from the others.
<Slipstream> Hehe, no chance of that, 'Casty.
<Diecast> In any case
* Gearlock is just staring out into space....
<Diecast> That's nice to know.
* Thrashmane familiarizes himself with the complex pretty cool buttons and 
stuff at his station
<Hi Fi> What about this place?
* Solder leaves Medbay and heads for the Ventral Obs Deck, since that's 
where everyone else supposedly is.
<Rockbox> Nah. Too close to Terra's
<Waitstate> well, what can you tell me about it?
<Rockbox> I'm thinking by the theater
* Talis is in the sims, working on physical fight training
<Hi Fi> Why?
<Rockbox> start work on a small entertainment complex :)
* Solder arrives at the "Ventral Obs Deck" and double-takes.
* Redliner hurries across the plaza towards Rockbox...
<Apocrypha> Well, it uses a different encoding system, slightly.
<Solder> Holey retro-fried circuit breaks!!  Yer all flying in mid-space!?
<Apocrypha> And there's some more data here that I don't know what to make 
of it.
* Outreach busies himself in the medbay
<Redliner> Rockbox! hey!! *waves a datapad at him*
<Thrashmane> *leans back* So, Sunspot.  How've you been?
<Apocrypha> Could be logs, or...anything, really.
<Diecast> Yup.  Sure are.
<Waitstate> can we decode it?
* Rockbox looks up
<Rockbox> Hi Redliner
<Redliner> dude! check it, I got us a nice place...
<Rockbox> did you talk to Waitstate?
<Diecast> You gamble, Solder?
<Sunspot> I've been good.  I've been upgrading Moonstone.
* Sunspot is sitting cross-legged on the floor.
<Thrashmane> Oh really?  With what?
<Solder> Hey!  Hey, you buncha floatey-space-type-robots!  How do you all do 
that?  And... wait a second!
<Redliner> I talked, I shocked, I walked away with a nice place for half its 
worth...
<Solder> Where's the vacuum!  There should be a vacuum with this big ol' 
hole here....
<Rockbox> where?
<Redliner> c'mon, I'll take you to go scout it out.
<Diecast> ... You want to break it to him, Slip?
* Slipstream just laughs at Solder.
* Solder looks around.
<Solder> Hmph.
* Redliner waves a hand for Rock to follow him as he walks off...
<Slipstream> It's transparisteel, boyo. :) *tinktinks a hand on the floor*
* Rockbox and Hi Fi follow Redliner
<Solder> . . .
<Sunspot> Some stuff I picked up from Anchor's junk.  Some spikey bits, some 
new jointing, random other things...
<Slipstream> Just watch your step. I've got demosphere parts scattered all 
over the place.
* Solder steps out onto the transparisteel.
<Thrashmane> I should probably do a backround check on the monkey.
* Gearlock seems to be zoned out... either that he's just -really- into the 
view or something.
* Slipstream eyes Gearlock for a moment, then grins.
<Sunspot> I guess.  He seems okay enough, though.
<Thrashmane> *drums fingers on the keyboard*
* Slipstream grabs her little spiderbot who was playing with some demosphere 
parts, and chucks it at the back of Gearlock's head
<Thrashmane> Most animal-form cassettes are Decepticons...
* Redliner takes Rockbox to the space staked out close to the bar... it 
appears to be twice the space than the other lots, but not near any of the 
busier centres...
* Scrabble goes flying and latches onto Gearlock's head!
* Solder finally makes it over to where everyone else is. Still staring down 
at the view, though.
<Gearlock> gwah?!
<Diecast> So Solder, I ask again, do you gamble?
* Scrabble beeps a friendly hello.
* Gearlock flinches and grabs at the spiderbot on his head!
<Solder> Oh!  Heh.  Sorry.  I, er, dunno!  Never done it before.
<Gearlock> argh! what is this?!
* Apocrypha finishes checking.
<Diecast> Hrmph.
<Sunspot> There was that kitty guy who was an Autobot...
<Apocrypha> Well..._I_ can't decode it, anyway.
<Solder> Is somethin' wrong?
<Rockbox> I don't know Redliner. It kind of out of the way
<Slipstream> That's Scrabble. Say hello.
<Diecast> well, sit down.  I'll teach you Chipset, the most popular game in 
the galaxy!
<Thrashmane> *smiles* You're right.  I'm being too paranoid.
* Gearlock spins around, staring at... well, everyone that's suddenly 
assembled on the ventral obs deck... He tries to detach Scrabble from his 
head, but gently.
<Thrashmane> As usual
* Solder glances over at Gearlock. "You need any help, there?"
* Scrabble lets Gearlock pluck it off his head
* Scrabble waves one foreleg at Gearlock and beeps again.
<Solder> Gimme a minute, gambler - whatcher name, anyway?
<Redliner> well yeah, but how d'ya think I got so much space for cheap? 
besides! once we get this place goin, we'll be attracting people here 
anyway...
<Sunspot> But I guess there was that kitty guy who was a Decepticon, too...
<Gearlock> unh. Uhh, no thanks, I've got it... *a polite smile to Solder. 
^_^;*
<Solder> Alright, gambler.  What were y'sayin'?
<Diecast> Name's Diecast, but the ladies call me somthing else.  Tell the 
man, Slipy.
* Gearlock holds Scrabble in the palm of his hand to inspect it...
<Rockbox> but if we open up in a heavy traffic area we won'y need to draw 
people in
* Waitstate hooks the beacon into the diagnostic port
<Slipstream> We generally call him "loser" ;)
<Diecast> ... Yeah.  So take a seat.
* Scrabble waves hello at Gearlock and beeps all friendly like.
<Redliner> bitch bitch bitch, is that all you can do? don't worry 'bout it! 
Have some faith, man...!
* Solder sits on the floor. Cautiously.
* Sunspot watches Moonstone sniff his way around the bridge.
<Rockbox> I have faith. But I'm looking to make money here........
* Diecast pats the glass next to him
<Sunspot> Oh, and I gave him olifactory sensors, too.  He seems to like 
them.
* Gearlock smiles faintly, looking at the spiderbot. "Hello to you too... 
Scrabble, is it...?"
* Scrabble beepclicks positively
<Thrashmane> Cute.
* Rockbox looks at Hi Fi
<Solder> Whazzat for?
<Rockbox> Hi Fi, would go look over the place by the theater for me?
<Thrashmane> Um... can you give me a hand?
<Thrashmane> How exactly do I turn this thing off?
<Sunspot> Hmm?  Oh, I think you press that bit there.
<Hi Fi> sure *tries to sneak off
* Sunspot points.
<Redliner> don't worry, advertising will take care of whatever problems 
you're thinkin of.
* Rockbox's chest pops open and Eequ pops out
* Thrashmane takes note of the "off" switch she's pointing at... and taps 
it.
<Redliner> ... and besides, don't bitch too loud. This was the only place 
Wait would give me, so be thankful that it's as big as it is.
* Chameleon runs out of Powerplay's store and eventually out of the plaza, 
yelling abuse. Direclaw is hanging off one arm, teeth dug in nicely and not 
wanting to let go
* The thingy turns off
* Gearlock pets Scrabble with a finger. :)
* Scrabble beeps all happylike. ^_^
<Diecast> Okay, here's how it works
<Slipstream> Hehe, looks like you've made a friend, 'locky.
* Roadkill is in the plaza for what ever reason, and seeing Cham with 
attached Direclaw, proceeds to point and laugh.
* Diecast drops a card infront of Solder, face down. "Don't look at it yet, 
but that's your first card"
* Solder nods.
<Eequ> now wait just a second buster... *runs off after Hi Fi*
<Rockbox> Waitstate already approved a few places for me
<Diecast> So then you take this second card, here *drops another down, face 
up* and that's your second card.  Look at your first, but don't show it to 
me, and add the two up
* Solder does so.
<Diecast> What's the total?
* Redliner watches the two tapebots run off, and then blinks at Rockox. He 
hands him the datapad. "Here's the price and percentages. I bargained as 
well as I could."
<Solder> 17
<Diecast. All right, then.  Now, the goal is to get as high as you can to 21 
without going over.
* Waitstate works a bit
* Gearlock chuckles lightly. "He's ahh... cute."
<Solder> Ohhh, I see.
<Diecast> Usually, you can "hit", which means you get a second card.  You 
wanna be careful though, because it's easy to go over 21.
<Slipstream> *chuckles* I'm glad y'think so. Some of the other crew wouldn't 
agree with ya.
* Rockbox looks over the datapad
<Solder> I'll hit.
<Gearlock> I've seen him about, just wasn't sure what he was. He's a 
meddler, I bet.
<Diecast> Allright... *sets another card down*
<Sunspot> So are you all done with your worky stuff?
<Slipstream> Scrabble, a meddler? *snickers*
<Rockbox> I under cut you by 5% and got a better place, plus permits for 
renovation
<Solder> Uhm... it's an A.
<Thrashmane> Yeah, for today at least.  I'm just getting used to the system 
now.
* Flashpoint continues to reread the logs of the previous Flashpoint.
<Diecast> Oh.  Well, that's either a ten or a one.  Depends on what you want 
it to be.
<Sunspot> It's not too hard.  I always have to log in for repair updates and 
maintenance schedules.
<Solder> Oh!  Well, I'll take it a one and it'll be my last card.
<Redliner> you're slaggin me!
<Diecast> I'd recomend you make it a.., there ya go
<Diecast> Well, now let's see what i got
<Rockbox> nope
<Redliner> why would Wait sell to you if he already... wait, just tell me 
what you did...
* Diecast gives himself two cards off the top of the deck and checks them. 
"Well, sixteen.  I think I'll hit".  He takes another card...
<Diecast> Ah... that's a three.  Nineteen beats your eighteen.
<Rockbox> besides applying for bridge duty?
<Solder> D'oh.
<Solder> Heh heh.
<Thrashmane> No, it's not that hard.
* Gearlock continues petting the spiderbot. :) "There's another one running 
around, isn't there?"
<Diecast> *pats Solder on the back* See?  It's all about luck, buddy.,
<Slipstream> Yeah, that one's Scarab. Belongs to the dragondude.
<Solder> Yeah, I see.
<Solder> You play often?
<Diecast>  All the time.
<Sunspot> So have you dug up anything interesting on anybody?
<Redliner> you what? o_o
<Waitstate> there... I think I've extracted the coordinates
* Scrabble spiderpurrs at all the positive attention
<Thrashmane> Well, Splitwit used to be two bots.
<Apocrypha> Well, that's something.
<Solder> So what's the gamblin' part, though?
<Sunspot> Ooo.
<Diecast> Oh!  Right.
<Diecast> You bet money.  Whoever wins a round gets the money.
* Slipstream starts packing up all the scattered demosphere parts, since 
there's so many people in the opbs deck now. Don't want anything going off, 
after all. :)
<Solder> Huh.  An' the staff's gots no problem with it?
<Diecast> Not that I'm aware of.
* Redliner stares at Rockbox as if the boombox bot had just grown another 
head or something.
* Diecast watches Slipstream tidy up and mutters "What a dish..." to 
himself.
* Slipstream overhears Diecast, grins, and throws a demosphere at him. A 
completed one. >:D
<Solder> !
* Diecast catches it
* Solder gets out of the way.
<Diecast> You know I'm just joking!
* Demosphere is caught and goes *bipbipbip*
<Diecast> O_O
* Diecast chucks it back at her
* Slipstream snags it and snickers, then presses one of the hidden buttons 
on it and it stops bipping
<Solder> Sheesh!
<Diecast> Slip... please don't do that again *panting heavily, eyes wide.  
He's terrified of open space*
<Solder> I thought I was gonna hafta go to work here ina microcycle!
* Gearlock snickers at Diecast.
<Slipstream> *chuckles* You lot panic too easily. :)
<Diecast> Maybe because we don't like having small explosives hurled at us 
from INSANE SUICIDAL CHICKS?
<Slipstream> This one ain't even one of the explosive ones, ye silly nut. 
I've got a bit more sense than that. :)
<Diecast> You had damn well better
* Slipstream just chuckles and starts casually tossing the demosphere from 
hand to hand
* Moonstone hops up into Wait's big comfy chair and sits there looking 
important.
* Scrabble beeps something rude and insulting-sounding at Diecast
<Thrashmane> Heh.  So how long have you had her, now?
<Gearlock> whoa, hey. Watch the language there, spider...
<Diecast> Foul mouthed little bugger.
<Slipstream> *mock-sighs* I dunno where that little spider picks up such 
language... *snickers*
<Solder> I'll get it out of him!
* Scrabble scuttles up Gearlock's arm and perches on his head
<Sunspot> Not too long after I got here.  Made some improvements here and 
there, a couple adjustments.  He's getting pretty smart, though.
* Scrabble beeps something like "the hell you will!" at Solder
* Solder lunges at Scrabble.
* Gearlock blinks and stays stock-still.
<Gearlock> ?!
* Scrabble leaps down into Gearlock's lap
<Thrashmane> He's learning.  Like a kid.
<Gearlock> h-hey! *holds his arms out to stop Solder from bodyslamming him 
o_x*
* Solder ends up tackling Gearlock.
* Scrabble spider-snickers and scuttles back over to Slipstream
* Gearlock gets tackled to the floor *klunk* o_x; and falls on his skid with 
Solder on top of him...
* Solder spring-boards off of poor Gearlock and continues after Scrabble.
* Solder skids to a halt.
<Solder> Wait!
* Diecast watches the ensuing hilarity
<Solder> I THOUGHT you wanted the language out of the spider!
<Solder> Er... slag.
<Gearlock> unh! ow! why you...
* Solder goes back and helps Gearlock up.
<Diecast> *to Slip* So can I treat you to a drink?
<Solder> Sorry, pal.  Anything broken?  Ima doctor, y'know.
* Avalanche finishes a run in a training sim with a perfect score and 
decides to call it a day.
* Slipstream laughs at Solder and Gearlock
* Scrabble leaps into Slipstream's lap
<Sunspot> He really surprises me sometimes.  But then, I'm no AI 
programmer...
* Gearlock is helped up to his feet
<Gearlock> ah... I think I'm alright, thank you... ^_^;
<Slipstream> *looks at Diecast, one browridge raised* A drink, neh? Thanks, 
but I don't drink. Offer's appreciated though.
* Scrabble beep-swears at Solder
<Solder> Really sorry 'bout that... I thought y'all wanted the spider's 
circuits cleaned up!
<Diecast> ... No, I don't drink either.  You know, like a sodee-pop or 
somthing.
<Diecast> *eyes dart*
<Thrashmane> Could always find one.
* Solder glares at the spiderbot
<Slipstream> Word of advice, Solder. Don't mess with the spiderbot. *grins*
* Scrabble glares back at Solder, then spider-sniggers
<Solder> Aye, lass.  Indeed.
* Gearlock chuckles. "Maybe you ought to settle down before you jump the 
gun, eh?"
* Solder looks at the spiderbot once more, and gestures at the rifle on his 
back.
<Sunspot> I should have Wait or someone who knows more about AIs look at 
him.
<Slipstream> *eyes Diecast* Well, I could always use a nice hot chocergon 
from Terra's place.
<Solder> Heh heh!  Ain't the first time I've been told that!  Prolly not the 
last, either...
* Chameleon arrives on the bridge. He was supposed to have been there a 
short time ago. Direclaw is still attached
* Avalanche leaves the sims and heads down toward the plaza.
<Thrashmane> I recall that someone in Medbay knows a bit about AIs...
* Diecast stands up, hand extended towards Slipstream, "Well, my treat, 
then"
<Sunspot> Maybe I'll look into it, make sure his behavior is normal.
* Slipstream picks up Scrabble and puts it on her shoulder, then accepts 
Diecast's hand and gets up.
<Sunspot> Hiya, Cham.
<Slipstream> Sure, why not. :)
* Gearlock pauses for a moment to flex his left arm, which makes an odd 
sorta grindy noise...
* Solder looks at Gearlock's arm.
<Solder> What's that?
* Diecast smiles and motions forwards, then with Slipstreams hand in his, 
leads the way
<Slipstream> *glances at Gearlock* Heh, you're starting to sound like I do. 
*stretches her arms out, which makes all sorts of grindy poppy noises*
<Gearlock> ah, it's nothing I can't remedy on my own...
* Gearlock just grins at Slip.
* Slipstream then grins and follows Diecast out.
* Solder's head jerks around to Slip.
<Solder> Oy.
<Solder> Y'sure?
* Chameleon waves over at Sunspot and Thrashmane, and at the same time 
trying to wave Direclaw off of his arm
<Solder> And her?
<Sunspot> Why've you got that, um, guy... thing on your arm?
<Thrashmane> Hey, Cham.  You wouldn't happen to know anything about... why 
ever is Direclaw hanging off your arm?
* Gearlock looks back at Solder with a light smile. "I'm fine... it doesn't 
cause any problems for me, just makes it a little harder to sneak around 
without being noticed..."
<Gearlock> not that I'm the sneaky sort.
* Slipstream has already left the obs deck with Diecast, and is heading up 
to the Plaza
* Avalanche decides to head for Terra's, since it seems to be kinda quit 
there for once.
* Diecast nodds to random passerbys as he heads towards Terra's, a sly grin 
on his face
<Solder> Yer SURE I shouldn't take a look at it?  I mean... well, you're 
sure?
<Chameleon> I dunno. One minute I'm keeping to myself at Powerplay's store, 
then the next thing I know, the stupid wolf has attacked me.
* Chameleon takes his seat then starts knocking Direclaw against the side of 
his station hoping he'll fall off.
* Slipstream just lets Diecast lead her along, a faint smirk on her face
<Diecast> *enters the lift, holding the door open politely for Slip*
<Slipstream> *makes a little mock-bow and enters the lift*
* Rockbox pulls out his datapad and hands it to Redliner
<Chameleon> Get off, slaggit. Doesn't Line-In ever feed you?!
* Avalanche goes into Terra's and looks around.
<Rockbox> See? I hammered out this agreement already
<Diecast> So, what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?
* Terrafirma is cleaning a back table and doesnt hear Avy come in
<Slipstream> Making things blow up, normally. *grins*
* Scrabble beeps down at Diecast from its perch on Slip's shoulder
* Diecast puts his arm on the wall up kinda above Slip, leaning a little 
closer
<Solder> Well, if'n y'say so...
<Diecast> Yeah, well, there's got to be a little more to life than blowing 
things up...
* Solder resumes staring at the floor.
* Waitstate gets a readout on the coordinates.
<Waitstate> Hm, these are actually pretty close by
* Avalanche spots Terra near the back and heads over.
<Gearlock> it's something I've had for years, I'm used to it. Don't worry 
yourself....
* Slipstream raises a browplate at Diecast and grins. "Oh really?"
<Solder> Alright, alright.
* Gearlock smiles ^_^
* Scrabble spidersniggers
* Redliner takes the datapad back
<Redliner> nothing's solid yet, of course.
<Solder> So how good's this stuff, anyway?
* Solder kicks the floor
* Rockbox quickly looks over both datapads
* Rockbox smiles
<Rockbox> We need to talk
<Diecast> Yeah, you know *waves his hand in a small circle* Stuff like 
having peace and quiet, or having a nice place to live in, or being in 
love...
<Redliner> eeeyeah. We do.
<Avalanche> Hey, Terra, mind if I take a seat?
<Terrafirma> *cleancleanclean*
* Terrafirma startles
* Gearlock looks down. "You mean the floor? Fairly sturdy, I'm sure. Afraid 
of heights?" he grins.
<Rockbox> neither of these contracts is valid
<Slipstream> *rolls her optics* Love is over rated, peace and quiet is 
boring, and nothing beats open space.
* Diecast looks away quickly as the lift door opens
<Chameleon> Hey, If either of the bossbots show up, tell em... I'll be back 
soon. *Rushes madly for the lift and leaves*
<Diecast> My thoughts EXACTLY
<Terrafirma> Oh, Avalanche, I didn't hear you come in. I should adjust the 
door ringer. Sure, please, sit. What can I get for you? *smiles*
<Redliner> s'what I meant. You're the one with the wallet here.
<Slipstream> You're such a suck-up, you know that Diecast?
<Sunspot> Well, he's headed off somewhere in a hurry...
<Diecast> Well, I like to treat a girl to a nice night out every now and 
then.
<Thrashmane> Hm?
<Rockbox> well, your contract needs my signature and mine needs yours
<Slipstream> Any particular reason for that?
<Waitstate> *to Apoc* shall we take these to the bridge and see where they 
lead us?
<Diecast> What, a guy can't be nice?
<Apocrypha> You're the boss.
<Diecast> C'mon, let's get you that shake
<Redliner> well, let's check out this other place you've got and compare...
<Avalanche> I'll take a dose of whatever you've got warmed up.  It's all 
good.
<Apocrypha> I just want to see what we can find!
<Apocrypha> And, you know, I hope it helps out your doctor.
* Diecast puts his arm around Slip's waist and leads her out into the Plaza
* Avalanche takes a seat at a booth.
<Slipstream> I've found a guy generally needs a reason to be nice. But maybe 
I'm being over cynical.
<Rockbox> this way then :)
<Terrafirma> Sure thing. One moment, hon. :)
<Slipstream> You're a brave bot, 'Casty. Well, brave, or stupid. ;)
<Cuffs> [shipwide comm] Attention all hands, whoever is attached to the one 
known as Hi Fi, please report to Recoil at the brig
* Rockbox leads the way
<Diecast> Maybe both?
* Roadkill is still in the plaza and spots Diecast with Slipstream
<Slipstream> That works.
* Rockbox stops
<Rockbox> oh shit
* Rockbox taps his comm panel
* Redliner smirks.
* Chameleon runs into Medbay* "Get it off, Get it off!!"
<Rockbox> [comm] Eequ, come in please
<Roadkill> *heads over to the two* Oy vey, Slip, you're up to your old 
tricks again, neh?
* Slipstream just chuckles evilly
<Slipstream> Maybe.
<Diecast> Oh, hi Roadkill.
<Redliner> rein your brat -- err, kids in, man.
<Eequ> [comm] yeah, that page was for you. He did it again!
* Diecast stands tall, sorta with his chest inflated, looking pretty proud 
of himself
<Roadkill> Heya Diecast. You do realise you're in for a world of hurt, neh? 
*grins*
<Solder> No, no, not afraid.... jus' never seen anythin' like it before, 
isall.
* Terrafirma brings out something vaguely soup-like for Avy
<Rockbox> I try to. I really do
<Rockbox> [comm] OK Eequ, I'll be right there
<Avalanche> Ooo, this looks good.  What's it called, so I can ask for it 
next time?
<Terrafirma> It's new. I think it turned out well, but I haven't had a 
taster yet
<Gearlock> me neither. *pauses at the PA announcement.*
<Diecast> Well, a man's gotta take some risks every now and then *looks at 
Slip on the 'risks'*
* Waitstate leads Apoc to the bridge
<Slipstream> *snickers*
<Roadkill> Hey, it's your funeral. Got your will ready?
* Apocrypha is led.
<Solder> Huh.  Somebody in trouble?
* Avalanche tastes a little slowly. It's hot!
<Gearlock> well, glad to see the ship is at no lack of medics....
* Rockbox heads for a lift instead "You wanna come, or just stay here and 
look at the spots I wanted?"
<Diecast> Funny.
<Gearlock> if it's the kind of trouble I'm thinking of, they'll probably 
need you in a bit.
<Redliner> guess I'll tag along. *shrugs and follows Rockbox*
<Diecast> We're just going to have a shake.  See ya 'round, Killer *waves 
and leads Slip on*
* Restore moves over to Cham
<Restore> Lucky for you, this type of thing happens to Scamp all the time
* Rockbox enters the lift and heads for the brig
<Solder> Eh-heh.
* Restore takes out a device from subspace
* Roadkill watches them go and laughs to himself. "Poor Diecast has no idea 
what he's getting himself into..."
<Chameleon> Lucky? This isn't lucky.
<Solder> Guess'n yer right.  See ya 'round, I s'pose.  No hard feelings?
* Solder offers a shake.
<Chameleon> The animal is insane!
* Redliner tags along with Rockbox just to see what's up! whee.
* Diecast and Slip walk into the Quick Bite
* Terrafirma awaits a reaction expectantly
<Restore> Sure it is *places the device against the side of Direclaw's head 
and activates it, rendering his jaw motors completely useless*
* Gearlock looks down at Solder's offered hand. He raises a browplate. Then 
he grins and gives him a jovial handshake.
<Avalanche> It's good!  Very different.
<Solder> Alright!
<Gearlock> just don't do it again, thanks.
<Solder> No prob.
* Solder nods and sprints off the deck.
* Waitstate arrives on the bridge
* Gearlock watches the medbot dash off and chuckles.
* Direclaw falls to the ground, then rushes out of medbay moments later
* Gearlock then sighs and turns back around to zone out again.
<Restore> I've had to use this thing on Phoenyx's claws in Scamp's head so 
often, that I keep it on me at all times now
<Waitstate> Cirrus! I'm feeding you new coordinates. Please plot the course 
and take us there
<Chameleon> *to Direclaw* Don't come back!
* Slipstream lets Diecast lead her into the Quick Bite! "Heya Terra, Avy."
<Sunspot> Hi, Waitstate!  Chamelion was here, and he said to tell you, 
um,...something.
<Restore> His chompers will be useless for about 15mins, so keep an eye out 
in case he's still hungry for you ;)
<Thrashmane> Hey, Waitstate
* Apocrypha also arrives on the bridge.
* Rockbox steps out onto the deck the brig is on and starts looking for 
Recoil
* Moonstone chirps at Watistate from the big comfy chair.
* Diecast motions to a seat at the counter for Slip
<Chameleon> Hopefully he'll find someone better to take a chunk out of on 
the bridge.
* Waitstate walks over to his chair
<Chameleon> Thanks Restore.
<Waitstate> there's a dragon in my chair.
* Slipstream sits down gracefully where Diecast indicated
* Waitstate stifles a laugh
* Solder arrives in Medbay.
* Redliner stretches his arms up and then folds his hands behind his head, 
following Rockbox around casually...
<Restore> Unless he's recently been given access, I doubt he'll get in 
unless he goes in with someone else
<Solder> Need any assissississtance?
* Moonstone sits up importantly.
<Cirrus> Course plotted and laid in, bossman.
* Diecast takes a seat next to Slip and knocks on the table
<Solder> Assistance?
<Waitstate> Maximum speed, please
<Rockbox> Um, hello? Is there a Recoil here? Hello?
* Waitstate leans over and pats the dragon
* Thrashmane sits, waiting orders or somthing
<Restore> Nope, it's pretty quiet of late
<Eequ> We're over here 'Box
* Moonstone jumps off and runs back over to Sunspot.
<Recoil> You come for the brat?
<Solder> Oh.  I heard the announcement, and thought it might get busy.... 
should I stick around?
* Redliner snickers
<Chameleon> I hope he doesn't. *turns and leaves medbay, heading back for 
the bridge*
<Rockbox> What did he do *this* time?
<Redliner> yeah, Rocky's misplaced his brat...
<Redliner> you should get a leash for 'im, y'know?
<Diecast> Ah, Terra?
* Waitstate sits as Cirrus smiles big and puts the ship into max speed
<Restore> Nothing, one of his pals couldn't let go is all, heh.
<Redliner> one of those coily bungee things attached to like, a body harness 
or something...
* Rockbox lowers his head as his antenna stick straight up and glow red
<Redliner> or how about one of those electric collars that shocks him if he 
wanders out of range...
<Rockbox> I don't need you help Redliner
<Restore> Can stick around if you want Solder, there's not much to do. We're 
pretty much up to date on everything
* Diecast turns to give Slip a quick smile as he waits for Terra
<Redliner> who said I was here to help? *grins*
<Eequ> he started a fight with some guys from the colony
* Slipstream just leans back against the counter all casual like and grins 
back.
<Solder> Well... I s'pose I'll head to the Plaza, then, if tht's alright 
with you?
<Restore> Sure
<Solder> Okeydoke.  Call me if you need me!
* Solder exits Medbay.
* Terrafirma walks over to Slip and Diecast, motioning to Avy to hold on a 
moment
<Terrafirma> Well, I dont think I've seen you two together before. what can 
I get you? :)
<Rockbox> How many other people got involved, Eequ?
<Diecast> Hi there, love.  If I could have two of your finest Chocergon 
shakes, that'd be great *sets down some extra cash, too*
<Eequ> ... most of the theater...
* Rockbox facepalms
<Terrafirma> *takes the cash* sure thing. just be a moment! *smiles and goes 
to get stuff*
<Redliner> or hey, mebbe one of those collars that explode on command, 
that'd work...!
<Redliner> explosives make great disciplinary tools, y'know
<Rockbox> Redliner, please?
* Recoil watches the squabble
<Rockbox> *to Recoil* how long will he stay here?
* Solder arrives at the Plaza.
<Diecast> So now, tell me. Why'd you join LONAC?
* Avalanche tries some more of the soupy stuff, blowing on it a little to 
cool it off first.
<Slipstream> Me? *shrugs* Eh. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
<Slipstream> You?
<Diecast> Bored.
<Eequ> he was doing pretty good until he tried that fireball crap again
* Chameleon enters the bridge again, this time minus Direclaw
<Diecast> Bored bored bored bored bored.
<Slipstream> *laughs* Not that being here has helped much though, neh?
<Sunspot> So you get that guy, um...thing off your arm?
* Apocrypha waits around impatiently.
<Diecast> It was either that or joining up with the Autobots.
* Rockbox looks at Hi Fi for the first time and sees he's in stasis lock
<Apocrypha> How far away are we headed, anyway?
<Slipstream> Aah, the Autobots. *rolls her optics*
<Diecast> *shrug*
* Moonstone wanders off to stare creepily up at Apocrypha.
<Recoil> First offense is an overnight. He looks like the type that won't 
stop there *eyes narrow as he glares*
<Diecast> Fortunately, I guess, LONAC was closer.  Originally, I was from 
the 'Cons, though.  Got kicked out.
* Redliner just grins.
<Eequ> ... it was all I could do to keep them from ripping limb from limb
<Cirrus> Just a few light years! short trip I guess
<Chameleon> Yeah, he's gone. I think he's insane, or something. *Heads back 
to his station*
* Apocrypha doesn't kick Moonstone.
<Slipstream> Wow, kicked out from the cons and not actually hunted down and 
shot? Amazing.
<Rockbox> He's not
<Sunspot> I hate it when that happens...
* Solder enters the Quick Bite.
<Diecast> They dropped me off in the middle of nowhere, though.  Didn't have 
the time for me.
<Diecast> Where were you from?
<Slipstream> *waves her hand around vaguely* Around.
* Admiral-Lilwall enters the bridge and takes his seat
<Rockbox> he did this A LOT back on the colony, so much so that he had a 
cell named after him. The "Hi Fi Suite"
<Diecast> ... Ah, gotcha.
<Admiral-Lilwall> Seem to be moving in a hurry, what's going on?
* Terrafirma brings over the drinks
<Waitstate> We think we've got the last coordinates.
<Waitstate> I dunno about you, but I'm in a damn hurry to see it, heh
<Apocrypha> I hope it's the last stop.
<Admiral-Lilwall> Maybe if we're lucky it won't be too anticlimatic then,
* Solder sits down at an empty table in the Quick Bite.
<Rockbox> He tries to use the riots he starts as training sessions
<Diecast> So, from nowhere, then?
<Diecast> Just popped out of a hole in the ground?
<Slipstream> *chuckles* May very well have.
* Terrafirma pops over to Solder's table
* Sunspot listens to Wait and Apocrypha.
<Diecast> ... So, ever died before?
<Solder> H'lo there, Terra!
<Admiral-Lilwall> Hope it'll have what we're looking for. A long trip for 
nothing would suck, especially after what has happened during it..,
<Diecast> *sips shake*
<Slipstream> At least three times by now, I think.
<Thrashmane> Ah... so where are we going?
<Eequ> I just want to know why I'm here?
<Terrafirma> Hey there Doc. How's business? ;)
<Apocrypha> Well, presumably nobody else ever followed these beacons.
<Apocrypha> They were still there.
<Solder> Pretty slow, I think.  I've not actually done a leakin' thing!  
Restore was doin' something, but she had it all under control.  So... slow.
<Admiral-Lilwall> The beacons were intact, mostly. No guarentee where they 
lead to will be, though
<Slipstream> How 'bout you? Ever died before? ;)
<Terrafirma> Which I'd wager is a good thing in your profession
<Diecast> Yeah, once.
<Diecast> Sort of
<Slipstream> Hehehe. You got better though, aye?
<Solder> Yeah, I guess so, when you rilly think about it!
<Diecast> It seems so.
<Slipstream> *chuckles*
<Terrafirma> So what can I get ya?
<Diecast> So who done you in?
<Slipstream> *thinks* 'Cons, more Cons, and some bastards out for revenge, I 
think. *shrugs*
<Solder> Ahhh.... um... hmmmm!
<Slipstream> you?
<Solder> I'unno.  Got anything light, yet fillin'?
<Diecast> Hm...
<Diecast> Memory's kinda fuzzy
<Slipstream> yeah, I know the feeling.
<Terrafirma> Just the thing!
<Terrafirma> One sec, k?
<Diecast> *Rubs head*
<Solder> Okey.
* Terrafirma hurries off and returns with a second bowl of the soup-like 
dish
<Solder> Ooooo....
<Diecast> I figure I'll stick around here for a while, then go off and maybe 
open my own casino somewhere far away...
<Slipstream> Good luck with that. :) *sips her drink*
<Diecast> Yourself? What do you see yourself doing in oh... ten years?
<Terrafirma> Now I'll warn ya, you're kinda a test bot here. You're the 
third person, including myself, to try this stuff. So if you don't like, 
there's no charge. Just this once, 'course :)
* Solder nods.
* Solder tries it
<Solder> ...
<Solder> !!!
<Solder> That's ggggggggREAT!
<Slipstream> If I'm still alive in ten years, y'mean? *shrugs* Who knows. 
Might go back to racing eventually.
<Solder> Th's's great, Terra!
<Diecast> Oh, you raced?
* Solder downs it.
<Diecast> *mutters very, very quietly* I like my girls fast...
<Terrafirma> Well, I'm glad t'hear it. Still working on a name for the 
stuff. Any ideas? *smiles*
<Rockbox> *to Recoil* Is Eequ being held on any charges?
<Slipstream> Yeah, I raced. *hears the comment anyway. She's got good 
hearing!*
<Diecast> That's cool.
<Recoil> Just general ship regs.
<Diecast> If I had known, I would'a put more than a few bets on you ;)
<Slipstream> *laughs* I dunno if you woulda been around back then. It was a 
long time ago.
<Rockbox> So they both stay here tonight?
<Diecast> Well, in human-reckoning, I was put online on January 1st, 2001, 
at 12:00:01
<Diecast> So I have been around a while...
<Slipstream> Heh, I'd hardly call that a while! You're still a baby bot 
compared to me. :)
<Eequ> What? WHY?! *I* didn't do anything except keep him from getting 
killed!!
<Diecast> Aw, how cute.
<Solder> Light yet filling... how about just naming it the "quick bite"?  It 
can be your feature dish!
<Rockbox> Calm down Eequ
<Rockbox> Recoil?
<Diecast> Hrm...
<Diecast> This place is getting a little crowded.  Want to go somewhere 
quieter?
<Recoil> If you can get someone to vouch for her, I can let her out. 
Otherwise, she stays with the punk til tomorrow.
<Eequ> WHAT?!
* Avalanche finishes off his soup and sits in his booth happily soaking up 
the atmosphere.
<random bot in brig> oi, shes on the level. she stopped my head from leaving 
my shoulders
<Slipstream> *raises a browplate* Oh? And where would you call somewhere 
quieter?
<Recoil> Someone who ISN'T in there with her. We got vid of the fight, but 
no people to go over it
<Diecast> Oh, I dunno.  The hanger?
<Slipstream> *chuckles* Yeah, I guess that counts as quiet... lemme finish 
my drink first.
<Rockbox> Eequ, could you stay here and start repairs on Hi Fi? If there 
were people from the colony in the fight you know they'll never vouch for 
you
<Diecast> No problem.
* Slipstream sips slowly at her drink, drawing it out.... ;)
* Solder sits at his table, still thinking on a name for the dish.
<Eequ> I! DON'T! [cencored!] THINK SO! There is no way in hell I'm staying 
here for something I didn't do! *HE* started the fight! I was only defending 
myself!
* Apocrypha wanders around the bridge looking at everyone's synchronized 
readouts of the Freedom's ETA.
* Thrashmane lets him do his stuff
* Moonstone tries sniffing Apocrypha surreptitiously, now that he can smell.
* Chameleon pulls a stray Direclaw tooth out of his arm and throws it over 
his shoulder
<Rockbox> Eequ, please! It'll take at least that long to find someone, and 
you can help get Hi Fi operational in the meantime
<Eequ> NO!
<Rockbox> Eequ......
* Diecast slowly drinks his shake too
<Eequ> NO!
<Rockbox> Eequ.
<Eequ> I said NO!
* Rockbox facepalms again
* Slipstream finally finishes her drink and puts the glass back on the 
counter.
<Rockbox> Will you at least see to Hi Fi while I look for someone then?
* Diecast notes Slips' done with her drink
<Diecast> Okay!  Let's rock
<Eequ> *gets a very calm, very odd, VERY evil look on her face* Why... yes, 
I will
<Slipstream> Lead the way.
<Rockbox> um... on second thought, could you split these two up Recoil...
* Scrabble spider-snickers
* Diecast grabs Slip by the hand and quickly leads her out
* Slipstream lets Diecast lead her around... for the moment. ;)
<Eequ> That's Ok! I'll fix him up in no time! *starts slapping Hi Fi around*
* Rockbox sighs
<Recoil> Hey, hands off the prisoners!
* Avalanche grins at the odd "couple".
<Rockbox> I'll come back tomorrow........
<Solder> an' she called 'im a loser earlier.  Wonder what she's got in mind.
* Rockbox heads for the lift as Eequ starts "repairing" Hi Fi
* Diecast hums a jazzy song as he continues to haul Slip down the hallway
* Slipstream is hauled!
<Avalanche> Heh, Diecast must really be playing his cards right tonight.  
But then, Slip probably doesn't have anything better to do.
<Solder> You don't think she's setting him up?
* A blinding flash lights up the deck as Eequ casually tosses the 
unconscious Hi Fi into the security field at the front of the cell
<Avalanche> They seem to get along well enough.  What's she gonna do, tear 
his throat out?
<Eequ> oops.......
* Solder shrugs.
<Solder> I'unno.  I'm kinda new.
* Recoil lets out a long-suffering sigh and goes in to pull out the 
troublemaker. Yes, Eequ
<Avalanche> They'll be fine.
<Eequ> Hey! getchyour damn hands offame! Don't touch me there!
<Solder> Well, I guess if it gets too bad, I'll know anyway, heh heh!
<Recoil> Quiet.
* Recoil tosses her into the adjacent cell
* Avalanche looks over the back of his seat at Soldier.
<Avalanche> So whadda you do around here, anyway?
<Solder> I'm a doc.
<Solder> Or.... I'm S'POSED to be.  It seems rather slow since I joined up.  
But go figured.  You?
* Diecast slows to a mosey as him and Slip enter the spacious, quiet hanger
* Rockbox just leaves the deck and heads for the medbay
<Diecast> Ah, here we are.
<Avalanche> I beat the slag out of stuff.  So once we get in the middle of 
something you'll probably get to see me.
<Diecast> So... I really don't have anythign to say.
<Slipstream> Well that's a first.
<Solder> Heh heh!  Y'sound like you enjoy it!
* Avalanche shrugs.
<Avalanche> It's what I'm good at.
<Solder> Well, I s'pose that's how we all are, hm?  Heh.
* Eequ bounces off the walls and rebounds into a flying kick into the 
security field, getting knocked on her skidplate for her efforts
* Recoil idly buzzes her with the modelock controls
<Avalanche> Yeah, but it's pretty much all I'm good at.  But it's handy 
sometimes.
<Solder> I'd think so!
* Solder looks around.
<Solder> Terra's done gone and disappeared...
* Diecast walks out into the middle of the hanger, more or less, and turns 
to face Slip "So whatcha wanna do?"
<Avalanche> Aww, did she?
* Avalanche looks around, too.
* Eequ slumps to the plating, but somehow her mouth is still functioning and 
she starts swearing like the child of a trucker and a teamster
* Slipstream shrugs casually, grinning
* Terrafirma comes from the back room
<Terrafirma> Someone call?
<Solder> Terra, gal!
<Slipstream> What did you have in mind?
* Diecast shrugs "I dunno"
<Diecast> It's quiet... at least
<Solder> This stuff is great!  How about you call it simply "Quick Bite"?  
It can be your feature!
* Rockbox steps out of the lift onto Deck 5
<Slipstream> *nods* Quiet is nice.
<Terrafirma> Hon, that's a darn good idea. I think I will at that! :)
<Diecast> I dunno.  It's nice to have a little more.... noise, sometimes.
<Slipstream> Oh? What kind of noise?
<Solder> Heh heh!  Great!  I'm sure it'll be a hit!
<Diecast> I dunno...
<Slipstream> you don't know much, do ya?
<Diecast> Naw
* Slipstream smirks
* Rockbox looks around the Medbay
<Avalanche> D'ya have enough for seconds?
* Diecast scratches his head and smiles at Slip
<Rockbox> Hello?
<Terrafirma> Sure do. Got a whole vat of the stuff actually. Happens when 
you experiment all day, heh
* Rockbox looks for Restore's office
<Rockbox> Hello?
* Slipstream is highly amused. She just leans against a wall and grins at 
Diecast, Scrabble still perched on her shoulder and snickering
* Moonstone decides to try sniffing Cirrus for a change.
<Solder> I'll take s'more too, Terra.
* Terrafirma smiles and retrieves another round for everyone
* Roadkill wanders down to the ventral observation deck and spots Gearlock 
sitting there, apparently zoned out of his mind.
<Roadkill> Heya Gearlock...
* Redliner has since pissed off elsewhere, no doubt. Maybe to go check out 
the space Rockbox was talkin about before.
<Gearlock> ....
<Gearlock> ....?
* Gearlock turns around to look over at Roadkill. He smiles faintly. 
"Greetings..."
<Roadkill> Enjoying the view, aye?
<Gearlock> mmm... quite...
<Roadkill> *plunks down into one of the large couches nearby*
<Gearlock> not that there's much to see, but I can't say the walls are all 
that entertaining either.
<Roadkill> *chuckles slightly* That's true.
* Rockbox pulls a datapad out of subspace and leaves an appointment request 
for Hi Fi and Eequ, then returns to the lift
* Gearlock turns back to stare at some more purply bluish-white 
interphase...
<Gearlock> ...so what's up?
<Roadkill> *shrugs* Not much. My shift bridge-side doesn't start for another 
few hours yet, so I've got time to kill. It's always nice down here.
<Solder> So, ah.. how long y'been here, big guy?
* Solder looks back at Avalanche.
* Redliner returns to the plaza! He stares at the lot that Rockbox picked 
out, arms folded, expression flat.
* Gearlock nods. "What do you do?"
<Roadkill> Communications monitoring, mainly.
<Avalanche> Hmm?
* Avalanche was *ahem* distracted.
<Solder> How long y'been here?  Whatcher name, anyway?  Uh, sorry?
<Gearlock> sounds terribly exciting. *looks over his shoulder at Roadkill 
and smirks*
<Roadkill> *grins* It can be, if you know what you're doing. There's a 
whoooole lotta music channels out in the universe, after all.
* Rockbox steps out into the Plaza and wonders towards the bar
<Rockbox> ...I need a drink...
* Rockbox's chest beeps quietly in sympathy
<Avalanche> Oh, yeah, where are my manners, huh?  I'm Avalanche.  Been here 
for a few months now.  How 'bout you?
* Gearlock chuckles
<Solder> Only a few weeks, m'self!  Name's Solder.
* Redliner pauses for a moment and turns around. He waves. "Oi, Rocky! 
gitcher skid over here!"
* Roadkill grins and lounges around in the couch. "So what do you do for the 
most part?"
<Gearlock> nothing, at the moment.
* Rockbox looks up and sees Redliner
<Avalanche> So what brought you here, anyway?  My friend Sunspot always 
likes to say everybody here's got a story.
<Roadkill> Aaah. Boredom city, neh?
<Gearlock> well, I used to be a smalltime repairman...
<Gearlock> pretty much.
* Avalanche nods.
<Roadkill> *nods* small time repairman, aye? Nifty. What kind of repairs?
* Rockbox walks over to Redliner "was'up......"
<Gearlock> then pirates came and well, here I am. This place looks nicer 
than my old apartment, at any rate.
<Solder> Wel... heh heh!  Waitacycle now.  I've actually been here longer, 
'just nobody knew until a few weeks ago.  I was on that there refuge ship, 
y'see.  I just stayed in me quarters for a time.
<Gearlock> oh, just fixing maintenance droids, converters, that sort of 
thing.
<Gearlock> nice 'n quiet...
* Redliner eyes Rockbox for a moment. "So? How'd it go?"
<Avalanche> Ah, okay.  I remember the ship getting picked up.  I think after 
all that fuss a lot of the refugees needed some quite time.
<Solder> Heh heh, yeah!  'zackly.
<Rockbox> Unless I miss my guess, Hi Fi is a shambles right now and Eequ is 
in another cell
<Roadkill> Yeah, it's a nice place if you don't mind large amounts of 
boredom occasionally intersperced with small amounts of utter chaos. :)
<Redliner> eh?
<Rockbox> it's their usual routine..........
<Gearlock> I got a taste of -that- a while back. *grimaces sightly*
<Roadkill> Heh! And that particular episode was only mild chaos.
<Redliner> heh, sounds thrilling. So what, you can't bail 'em or anything?
<Avalanche> Glad you finally came out, then.  It's good to have new faces 
around here.
<Gearlock> mild. *rolls optics*
<Solder> Thanks!  Only wish there'd be more for me to do!  But then, I guess 
it's a good thing when the docs are outa work, eh?
<Roadkill> *chuckles slightly* Don't worry, you get used to it.
<Gearlock> I'm guessing you signed onto this... League of your voilition?
<Roadkill> *nods* Yup.
<Rockbox> not even going to try. those two know better, especially Hi Fi. I 
believe Eequ when she tried to stay out of it, but then she tries to fight 
off everyone in the riot..........
<Roadkill> Beats being stuck with the 'Bots.
<Avalanche> I'm sure we'll have a mess on our hands soon enough.  Work for 
the medics always comes and goes.
<Solder> I'll hafta take your word on that!
<Avalanche> It always seems like either nobody's hurt or half the crew's 
torn apart.
<Solder> Heh eh.
* Solder moves to pick up his soup and his hand starts sparking.
<Avalanche> But hey, it lets you get out and about some.
<Solder> Huh!
<Gearlock> former Autobot, I presume?
<Avalanche> Hmm?
<Avalanche> I take it that's not normal, then.
* Solder waves his sparking hand around.
<Roadkill> *nods* You betchya.
<Solder> Nah, I think I can fix it!
<Redliner> *chuckle* what, and you don't join in?
* Redliner grins nastily.
<Gearlock> ah, welcome to the club then. What's your beef?
<Rockbox> never! I hired them to protect me.
* Solder sets it down, pulls it apart, and rather haphazardly re-secures a 
couple of loose wires with his multi-tool.
<Roadkill> *shrugs* They tend to be hypocritical, mostly. That, and the 
whole war thing annoys me.
* Solder flexes the hand to test it and puts it back together!
<Solder> There!
<Redliner> hired? to protect you from who, or what?
* Gearlock nods...
<Roadkill> And an old friend of mine was already with Lonac, so it seemed a 
good idea to join up and ditch the Bots. :)
<Avalanche> Heh, it must be useful being able to just work on yourself.
<Gearlock> heh. Who's this?
<Solder> Yeah, it can be.  'S not hard to learn, though!
<Roadkill> *grins* Let's see if you can guess.
<Rockbox> I used to work as a data courier. I had a tendency to carry highly 
sensitive data around for the 'Bots and 'Cons, plus a few others
<Avalanche> I dunno, I'm plenty good at punching things with my hands, but 
I've never been good at anything that took more careful work.
<Solder> Well, t'each his'wn.
* Gearlock hmms for a moment. "Actually, I don't have a clue." ^_^;
<Roadkill> Aw, c'mon, you've got to at least try to guess. ;)
<Redliner> I guess that's sorta handy. Funny how such a well-off guy like 
you still does dangerous work like that...
<Roadkill> I'll give you a hint. Flier.
<Avalanche> I just don't have the delicacy for med work.  I'm just built a 
bit too clumsy, y'know?
<Rockbox> that's how I made my fortune :) I was really good at my job. and 
those two were always made sure I was unharmed
* Gearlock blinks. "Slipstream?"
<Roadkill> Got it in one. :) See, wasn't that hard now, was it?
<Gearlock> you both seem an unlikely pair.
<Solder> Yeah, but y'know you can change your build!  But I suppose y'know 
that, an' if y'wanted to y'would've already.
<Roadkill> Heh, we go back a fair way.
<Redliner> llllovely. Grand story there, gets me right here. *places a hand 
on his chest where his fuelpump would be.* Touching. Full of drama.
<Rockbox> oh, shut up
<Avalanche> Yeah, but I'm useful enough the way I am.  Defender of the weak 
and innocent.  *chuckle*
* Rockbox starts back to the bar
<Solder> Heh heh!  Right!  Everybody's got a purpose!
* Avalanche nods.
<Avalanche> It took me a while to figure that out, but I guess that's why 
I'm in here now and not in the bar.
<Redliner> I'm JOKING! geez, lighten up.
<Gearlock> heh, tell me about it...
* Rockbox stops at the bar's entrance "You coming or what?"
<Solder> Heh heh.  Ouch.  The bar, eh?
<Avalanche> Yeah, I spent a good long time in there.  It can be downright 
social sometimes, though.
<Solder> Yeah, but too mucha that stuff's bad even for robots.  Trust me, 
I'madoctor!
<Solder> But I guess y'know that.
<Avalanche> Yeah, I got better before I got too much worse.
<Redliner> damn straight. You're buyin'.
* Redliner hurries over to Rockbox at the bar. :)
<Solder> Say, ah, what's with the spiderrbots?
* Roadkill hums slightly to himself
<Avalanche> *shrug* They're just pets some of the crew have programmed.  
They run around an awful lot, though.
<Solder> Yeah.  I had a bit of a scene with one earlier down on the 
Floaty-In-Space Deck.
* Gearlock stares out at lovely interphase space. Lovely! "So how'd she come 
to LONAC...?"
<Avalanche> They're okay, you just have to be careful not to tick them off.
* Rockbox finds an online drink dispenser and an empty table and sits down 
with drinks
<Solder> This one was rather mischevious.  Was gonna try an' learn it some 
new manners.  Wasn't gonna happen.,
<Roadkill> She just decided to join one day, I think. *shrugs*
<Avalanche> Oh yeah, it's definitely best not to antagonize the little guys.
<Solder> Heh heh.  Poor Gearlock.
<Roadkill> As far as I know, she's always been neutral. So it seemed to fit.
* Scrabble deserts the carnage happening in the flight deck and makes its 
way to the bar. XD
* Redliner joins Rockbox at his table and helps himself to a drink. ;)
* Gearlock nods...
* Roadkill leans back in his couch, reminiscing.
* Rockbox downs his first drink in one gulp and grimmaces, then takes up 
another
<Redliner> *sip* take it easy, man. What's your problem?
<Gearlock> what is this... Spectral Death I've heard about...? or what is it 
called?
* Rockbox looks at Redliner "nothing. why you ask?"
<Solder> So where're we goin'?  You know?
<Roadkill> Spectral Death, yeah. Haven't heard anything much from them in 
quite a while.
<Redliner> I dunno, you seem kinda stressed. *shrugs* Feel like talkin?
<Gearlock> what is it?
<Roadkill> I'm not too clear on the details. Apparently it's some insano 
religious cult group that's got a grudge against Lonac for some reason.
<Avalanche> We've been looking for some artifacts.  They seem to somehow be 
connected to our looney medic.
<Rockbox> we need to get these contracts in order. Waitstate is playing us 
off each other here. I got a deal going on the location, you got the better 
deal on space.
<Gearlock> a cult group? of what?
<Gearlock> Cybertronians?
<Redliner> ugghhh.
<Roadkill> Yeah. Crackerjack, the lot of them.
<Redliner> awright. Welp... no point in having a huge joint and no one 
coming to see it, m'I right?
<Gearlock> I'm starting to reconsider my membership here. *smirks wryly*
<Rockbox> right, but it'll cost more to renovate the place I want
<Roadkill> Heh, no need to worry. Like I said, we haven't heard anything 
from them for ages. Least, not that I can remember.
<Rockbox> there's a spot by Terra's that I think is perfect, but she's 
fighting me to keep us out of it
<Redliner> yeah, she doesn't want us being "rowdy". *He crooks his 
fingertips in the air for 'quotation marks' for emphasis*
<Gearlock> what's their connection to this ailment that this Lifeblood 
person has?
<Rockbox> I know. I offered to pay her to cater the club, but no dice
<Roadkill> *blinks* Damned if I know, actually.
* Redliner pauses, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Hmmm... I'm guessing 
Waitstate's not a big fan of thuggery around here, eh? slag..."
<Roadkill> Wasn't aware there was one.
<Gearlock> I guess I'm misinformed then, sorry.
<Rockbox> I don't think so, given my friends are in the brig right now
<Rockbox> I was thinking off getting lawyers invovled, but since Waitstate 
owns the ship, it would probably be a waste of time
<Roadkill> Heh, no worries. This ship's so big that it's easy to get all 
sorts of things mixed up.
<Redliner> hehe, no slag. Maybe we can think of some kinda... trick...
<Rockbox> I was thinking of just upping his cut
<Gearlock> oh I get lost in here all the time...
* Rockbox downs his second drink and gets a third
<Redliner> hey, there's better ways to get what we want without being 
whittled down to a nub here...!
<Roadkill> *chuckles* Ain't that the truth. I still get lost in some of the 
areas I don't visit too much.
<Rockbox> I'd justify it by charging a small cover, plus raising the price 
of drinks
<Redliner> hell, we could probably do that without having to lose 
anything...
* Redliner is just being a greedy little shit ;)
<Rockbox> but if it meant a better spot in the plaza?
<Redliner> ughh, I dunno. I just don't wanna be raped by percentages if we 
don't start off too well...
* Redliner is stupid and careless on top of being greedyass ;D
<Rockbox> I don't either. that's why I think we need a better location than 
the one he offered you. The more foot traffic the better
* Ghost-Stalker walks into the bar, deciding to help herself to some drinks, 
expensive ones, after the Arashi incident. She keeps to herself
<Redliner> eh, sure why not. Less distance for me to walk. Less space isn't 
an issue, I guess.
* Scrabble makes its way to the bar finally as well
<Gearlock> do you know Lifeblood very well?
* Scrabble pops out from a ventilation shaft and looks around, spots 
Redliner and Rockbox, then scuttles across the ceiling towards them.
<Roadkill> Not particularly, I'm ashamed to admit. He generally kept to 
himself.
<Rockbox> If we're a success, and I think we will be, we can always move to 
the bigger location after we've established ourselves
<Redliner> rrrighto. On the spot.
* Scrabble reaches the ceiling just above Redliner and... drops. XD
<Redliner> heh, and when Waitstate tries to drop a -- waugh!!
* Rockbox downs his third drink and chucks the empty cup at the spiderbot
* Scrabble dodges the cup, meaning that Redliner gets the cup right in the 
head.
* Ghost-Stalker tries to ignore Redliner's screams
* Redliner gets beaned right in the forehead by Rock's cup. XD
<Redliner> *bonk* oww!! jesus!!
* Scrabble spider-snickers
<Rockbox> sorry! sorry about that.
<Redliner> I'll show YOU sorry...!
* Redliner suddenly rises from his seat, balling a fist
* Scrabble goes "Whee!"
* Rockbox just sits there watching Redliner
* Scrabble sits on the top of Redliner's head
<Rockbox> you wanna sit back down so we can finish this?
* Redliner looks ragey for a moment, fist shaking and looking like he's 
really gonna pound in Rocky's face, but then he suddenly reverts to a sage, 
calm state and sits back down real fast.
<Redliner> sure, I don't got all day.
* Redliner doesn't seem to notice or mind the spider on his head. If 
anything, it makes him look taller.
<Rockbox> I was aiming for the spiderbot on your head, just so you know
* Scrabble beeps disappointedly. Aw, no brawl.
* Rockbox gets a fourth drink
<Redliner> what spiderbot?
<Rockbox> the one on your head
* Rockbox points
* Scrabble waves a leg in front of Red's optics
<Redliner> huh? oh, frig.
* Redliner frowns slightly and reaches up to pluck the spiderbot from his 
noggin...
* Scrabble lets itself be plucked and beeps hello at Red
<Rockbox> I'd squish it
* Scrabble beeps something extremely rude sounding at Rockbox
<Rockbox> I'd squish it hard
* Redliner eyes the little spiderbot critically.
<Rockbox> I'd squish it real hard
<Redliner> hey Scrabble, attack!
* Redliner lets the spiderbot go at Rockbox >:D
* Scrabble launches itself at Rockbox and latches onto his face, then zaps 
him. XD
* Rockbox grabs the spider bot by a leg and starts to pull that leg off
* Scrabble zaps Rockbox some more, then unlatches from his face so its leg 
doesn't get pulled off. o_x;
* Scrabble dangles from one leg and lets out a string of vile spiderbot 
curses
* Ghost-Stalker walks over and takes Scrabble from Rockbox
<Rockbox> thank you, um.......... whoever you are
* Redliner just sits there, sipping his drink and grinning
* Ghost-Stalker walks back to where she was before while carrying Scrabble
<Rockbox> Hi Fi would have so much fun with that thing
* Scrabble beeps hello at Ghost.
* Scrabble knows better than to mess with Ghost! Ghost is scary.
<Redliner> ehehehe.
<Redliner> I bet. *sip*
* Ghost-Stalker thinks the scary creatures should leave the others alone for 
now
* Redliner cranes his neck to watch Stalker leave... "heyyy, who's that...?"
* Scrabble will be back! When it can escape from Ghost... o_x;
<Rockbox> are there a lot of those spider bots on this ship?
<Redliner> hmm... oh yeah, tons...
<Redliner> they live in a sort of hidden hive down by the engine core....
<Redliner> if you piss off the queen, they'll all start comin' atcha.
<Redliner> I'd watch my step if I were you. *gives Rockbox a knowing look as 
he sips his drink*
<Rockbox> uh huh. I hear you
<Redliner> the last guy that tried to mess with two of 'em disappeared for 
weeks...
<Redliner> ...then we found him strung up in queen's nest by the engine 
core...
<Redliner> ...had baby spiders growin' inside him, ugh, what a mess.
<Redliner> his name's Lifeblood.
<Rockbox> yeah. right.
<Redliner> I'm dead serious. Just ask anyone here and they'll say he went 
mad 'cause of it.
<Redliner> that's why the Freedom is roamin' around trying to cure him. Just 
couldn't handle the stress.
<Rockbox> you do realize I picked up the not so subtle hint that you're a 
smartass, right?
<Redliner> a smartass?! why I nevah!
* Redliner looks shocked. >:o
<Rockbox> don't look so shocked
* Rockbox finishes his fourth drink and starts his fifth
* Redliner points at Rock's drink. "How many of those have you had?"
* Rockbox shrugs "five"
* Ghost resumes drinking from the expensive bottles that she liberated from 
behind the counter.
* Scrabble tries to get at some of the drink in the expensive bottles!