Nexus and MV, By the Sign and the Ark, Starpounder
Seamus: *Going to sulk in the corner now, and glare at Samuel*
Rachel: *doesn't look up from her studying* Samuel, so help me, if you don't get your brother out of here and find some way to amuse him I'll use this pen as an audio prob.
Samuel: ... You wouldn't.... would you? *eyes Rachel warily*
Rachel: Do you want to see?
Samuel: ... *Scurries over to Seamus, grabs the back of his shirt, and PINpoints away*
Rachel: *settles back to work, her expression slightly guilty about saying something so mean*
Nexus
Seamus: *flailing and trying to clobber his brother now!*
Samuel: Aw, mute it, Sides... *letting Sky know where he and Seamus are*
Blackout: *snerks at the pair, and then slaps her youngest son upside the head*
Samuel: *going to try and drag his brother to the Black Dog now*
Seamus: *Does not want! Transforms and flails more*
Blackout: *amused* Need help, Autobot?
Samuel: Nope! *Cheery grin, before he too is transforming*
Sideswipe: *Calling his brother all manner of unprintably rude names*
Blackout: It might even cheer him up.
Sunstreaker: He's just in a sulk 'cause he can't get a girlfriend... Ow! *Glares at Sideswipe, who just kicked for the skidplate*
Blackout: ...Yes, I can definitely cheer him up. *smirk*
Sideswipe: ... *more flailage, wants AWAY*
Blackout: *takes a step toward the brothers*
Sunstreaker: *Wrangling brother and trying to keep him in one spot!*
Blackout: *stoops and reaches for Sideswipe!*
Sideswipe: *trying to escape! Will bite his brother's hand!*
Sunstreaker: *Yelps, letting go of Sideswipe*
Blackout: *scoops up the red twin, and plants one on him even before she's straightened out fully*
Scorponok: *chittering and spinning his pinchers!*
Sideswipe: *Putting up a fight until his head starts to spin*
Blackout: *amused by this one* *kisses more!*
Sideswipe: *trying to put up a fight, is diiiiiiizzzzy*
Blackout: *drops him on his butt to watch what he does*
Sideswipe: *what he's doing is trying to get to his feet. Once he succeeds at that, albeit for a very short time, he's trying to take a swing at his brother for pulling that on him*
Sunstreaker: *Laughing himself silly*
Blackout: Hmmm. *picks Sideswipe up again*
Sideswipe: *squiirrrrms*
Blackout: *more kiss*
Sparta: *laughing till he falls on his butt* *stupid Autobot!*
Sideswipe: *head is really spinning, and he has to cling to Blackout to keep from spinning out of her hands!*
Sunstreaker: *laughing till he can't stay standing, though that may be because Sideswipe's sharing the sensation*
Blackout: *having fun, and amused by Scorponok and Sparta's amusement. MORE kiss!*
Sideswipe: *boy, those little fingers can really get into nooks and crannies, huh?* *Is purring quietly by this point*
Blackout: *okay. He's no fun anymore. Drops him on his brother and turns to head for home*
Sideswipe: *Sounding absolutely pathetic* Heeeeey....
Sunstreaker: *Snickering, even though things are a bit spinny for him right now*
Starpounder: *pauses to look at the two mechanoids* ...What are you doing?
Sunstreaker: *more snickering* Sideswipe got combat-kissed by Blackout!
Sideswipe: *heard his name!* Huh?
Starpounder: *lifts one hairless brow* Combat kissed?
Sunstreaker: *nods* Blackout's a femme... Picked Sides up 'n kissed him stupider...
Starpounder: *other brow goes up with amusement* Why did she do that?
Sunstreaker: 'Cause Sides was in a sulk... And he's a single Autobot mech. *sagely nod*
Starpounder: What was he sulking about? *steps closer, the lights of the sign reflecting off her silver top and shorts. She's a tall woman, humanoid, but with sky blue skin and golden cat's eyes. Her hair is confined to a thin braided and beribboned scalp lock down the center of her otherwise bald head, and her ears are long and finlike*
Sunstreaker: Bein' single. *more nod* I've gotta wife, 'n four kids... 'n he's either lonely or jealous or somethin'... *amused by the fact that his brother just faceplanted after trying to stand up*
Starpounder: Oh really? *looks the drunken mechanical man over* What's he good for?
Sunstreaker: Frontline combat. *nodnod* Same 's me...
Sideswipe: *blink blink, trying to figure out how he wound up on the ground*
Starpounder: *hunkers down to look more closely at Sideswipe* What do you eat?
Sideswipe: *Blink blink* Hi....
Sunstreaker: Pretty much anything that organic people c'n eat, or energon. *nods*
Starpounder: Alright. Sounds good. *grabs Sideswipe and plants one on him herself*
Sideswipe: *Startled sound*
Sunstreaker: Bhuh?!
Starpounder: *finishes the kiss, decides it wasn't bad, and then gets to her feet and puts her new prize over her shoulder*
Sunstreaker: Hey! Wait a minute! Who're you, and where are you taking my brother?!
Starpounder: *smirk* I'm Hephzibah Starpounder. This is my husband now, so I'm taking him home.
Sunstreaker: The Pit he is. He's my brother, and Ratchet and Skywarp'll kick my aft if I let someone we just met tote him away!!! *Scowling, and calling for backup... or trying to*
Starpounder: You said he was on the market. *amused expression*
Sunstreaker: *thinking fast* There's not enough witnesses for your claim though! *really hoping Rachel and Sky will show up to help him!*
Starpounder: *brow quirk* Witnesses? He's booty I've claimed. He's mine.
Sunstreaker: He's Cybertronian, and we have customs for claiming a mate. *serious mech is serious!*
Starpounder: So?
Starpounder: *snorts and turns to leave, only to come face to face with the leg of a scowling purple and grey femmebot*
Skywarp: That's mine.
Sunstreaker: *perks up*
Sideswipe: *mumbles nonsense*
Starpounder: Says who? *not scared one bit*
Skywarp: Me. *steps closer*
Starpounder: *balls up her free fist and smashes it into Sky's knee, then watches the femme topple* Nope.
Sunstreaker: *Startled cuss* Skywarp! *moves to help his mate, before glaring at Starpounder*
Skywarp: *shakes him off and gets up* Nice of you to hide behind him so I can't even hit you.
Starpounder: *drops Sideswipe and then whirls into a brutal kick*
Skywarp: *hand flashes out faster than the eye can see, grabs the blue woman's foot and sends her flying*
Sunstreaker: *going to grab his brother now, knows better than to offer to help Skywarp*
Starpounder: *comes bounding back, and she's laughing as she whirls into another vicious attack*
Skywarp: *counters and counter attacks, her face grimly blank*
Sunstreaker: *Shaking Sideswipe in an effort to get the other frontliner to come to his senses* C'mon, you slagger...
Sideswipe: *more nonsense*
Sunstreaker: Grrrr.... *knocks his twin upside the head, earning a loud "CLANG" for his efforts*
Ratchet: *from the shadow of the sign* Like that's going to help?
fighters: *leap right over the twins*
Sunstreaker: *ducking a bit* It makes me feel better! *going to drag Sideswipe over to Ratchet now*
Ratchet: *checks the insensate brother over as he's brought up to her, and then winces as Skywarp flies past*
Sideswipe: *unharmed, just very, VERY kiss-drunk*
Sunstreaker: *hurrying to check on his mate*
Skywarp: *waves him out of the way and launches herself back at her opponent, her face still blank*
Sunstreaker: *Scoots back over to where Ratchet is*
Ratchet: Looks like the outer rim legends about dragon elves are wrong.
Sunstreaker: ... *glances over his shoulder*
Ratchet: She's from our reality, and she's obviously not extinct.
Sunstreaker: ... Well, slag... She claimed Sides as her husband...
Ratchet: And how did you get that idea into her head? *bemused and very slightly amused look*
Sunstreaker: The Blackout who lives around here combat-kissed Sides, and after she left, the other gal showed up and asked what happened... I told her, then SHE kissed Sides and said he was her husband now...
Ratchet: Did you add the part about him pouting because he was single?
Sunstreaker: ... yes... *preparing to duck*
Ratchet: *shakes her head and looks back to the fight* You were probably too dizzy to know what you were talking to.
Sunstreaker: well... yeah... Blackout kissed him stupider...
Skywarp: *over there stomping Starpounder into a neat little crater* Now you answer to me, glitch. And you leave my brother alone unless he wants you to talk to him.
Starpounder: *from the crater, indignation clear in her voice* Why? What's wrong with me?
Skywarp: You're squishy, and you didn't say please!
Sunstreaker: ... I love my wife.
Ratchet: I think she's been hanging around you too long.
Sunstreaker: ... So?
Starpounder: Squishy!? Those dents on your aft don't look like they were put there by squish!
Skywarp: Don't remind me of another reason to be in a bad mood.
Sunstreaker: *Sends affection over the bond to Skywarp*
Skywarp: Only ONE person's allowed to be a pain in my aft, and he's not you. *stomp stomp stomp*
Starpounder: I did already surrender.
Skywarp: I know, I'm being petty and vengeful.
Sunstreaker: ... *Facepalm*
Ratchet: *looks up from making Sideswipe not drunk to give Sunstreaker a quizzical look*
Sunstreaker: Who taught her how to be petty and vengeful?
Ratchet: She's a Decepticon, Sunstreaker. That's friendly banter.
Sunstreaker: ... I will never understand Decepticons... Even if my wife is one.
Ratchet: *shakes her head at him*
Sideswipe: *confused sound*
Ratchet: Hold still, Swiper, I've nearly got you back down to normal levels.
Sideswipe: *more confused now* Huh? Normal levels of what?
Ratchet: Energy. You just got combat kissed. *finishes*
Sideswipe: ... Maaaan... *sulk is back on*
Ratchet: Now what? *storing away the energy she took from him*
Sunstreaker: *Snickering at the LOOK he's getting from his twin*
Ratchet: *exasperation showing* Sideswipe, what is your problem?
Sideswipe: That slagger, *Points at Sunstreaker* KNEW that'd happen.
Ratchet: Yeah, so? You've been bragging to Wayne you'd be the next bot from our reality that she got.
Skywarp: Ahhh! *falls on aft as Starpounder barrels out of the hole* #@$#$#!
Sunstreaker: *Over to his wife's side, will fuss!*
Skywarp: *cheerfully pushes him aside and readies to spring*
Starpounder: Let me get the ants out of my shirt first! Time out!
Sideswipe: The slag? *looking that way now*
Ratchet: And that's the lady that wanted to throw you over her shoulder and carry you off.
Sideswipe: ... *and now he's boggling at you, Ratchet*
Ratchet: She's a dragon elf. *slight smirk*
Sideswipe: ... O_O
Ratchet: And Skywarp's defending your virtue.
Sideswipe: ... *looks brain-broken now*
Starpounder: *frowning and eating ants as she fishes them out of her shirt*
Sunstreaker: *getting out of the way of any potential bugstompings, will catcall at his wife*
Starpounder: *spits out one ant that wasn't the same kind as the others as she looks up at Skywarp* Alright, Captain, where do we berth?
Ratchet: ....o.0?
Skywarp: *looks over at Ratchet*
Sunstreaker: *Blink blink* ... *headtilt*
Sideswipe: *yup. Definitely brain-broken*
Starpounder: You won. I'm all I have for you to win. So you're the captain.
Ratchet: .... //Um, Chief?//
Patrick: //Yes, Ratchet?//
Ratchet: *quickly explains the situation, clearly, and with as few words as possible*
Patrick: //... I'll let Col. Franklin know...// *sounds brain-broken, and a bit in awe*
Ratchet: //You realize she's going to be answering to you?//
Patrick: //...// *If Ratchet could see him, she'd get to see him pinching the bridge of his nose* //We're having a meeting when everyone gets back.//
Ratchet: //Yes, chief. We'll be there as soon as we get the ants out of Starpounder's shirt.//
Patrick: //Understood. Patrick out.//
Ratchet: //Ratchet out.// *turns and looks at the crew* Okay, guys. Transform and roll out.
Starpounder: *glances at Skywarp*
Skywarp: *transforming* She's the officer here.
Sunstreaker: *Transforms before poking Sideswipe*
Sideswipe: *Startles, transforming*
Ratchet: *also transforms, and then holds out her hand*
Samuel: *Grabs Seamus by the shirt collar, reaches for Rachel's hand*
Sky: *hand on Starpounder's shoulder, and other hand on Seamus'*
Rachel: *PINs everybody back to the table in the public mess and rec room where she'd been studying*
Denver: *Arriving with a flash and swish nearby, has her uniform top mostly buttoned* Jes' waitin' on Prahm 'n Capt. Reynolds...
Rachel: *giving Samuel one of her unthreatening but intimidating looks* Okay, Denver. Starpounder, go ahead and sit there somewhere. *points to the nearest table*
Samuel: *Being good*
Starpounder: *nods and does so. Then finds a few more ants and deals with them*
Rachel: *sees one of those bugs and pauses* Are you eating fire ants?
Starpounder: I don't know. They're nice and spicy.
Denver: *pulls a face*
Patrick: *arriving then, with Capt. Reynolds on his heels*
Sky: *goes to the fridge, sticks her head in, and then comes back with BBQ dino, which she drops in front of Starpounder before settling into a chair herself*
Patrick: *Being a gentleman, will pull chairs out for the women in the room who aren't seated yet*
Seamus: *moving to park his butt in a chair*
Capt. Reynolds: Sir! *Salutes Rachel*
Rachel: *looks up with a blink from helping herself to a bit of the BBQ* At ease, Jenn. We don't usually do that around here. Right, Denver?
Denver: *soft chuckle as she nods* Jes' relax, Jenn...
Capt. Reynolds: *slight look of disbelief, but relaxes*
Starpounder: *eating ravenously, and with rough manners, but still neatly. Doesn't look too worried about where she is*
Patrick: Starpounder, welcome to the Ark.
Starpounder: *looks up quizzically*
Rachel: This is our Chief. The lady next to him is Maj. Denver Trach, who's in charge of the human aspect of the base.
Starpounder: *looks at Denver. Gets a slightly puzzled look on her face*
Denver: *slight headtilt at the puzzled look she's getting*
Starpounder: *slowly* She's human? *nods toward Jenn*
Jenn: ... Of course I am... *Puzzled by the question*
Starpounder: *looks from Jenn to Denver, then flicks those golden cat's eyes to Patrick, the look in them asking if he knows there's something different here*
Rachel: *brows lifting as she understands the blue woman's question*
Patrick: *Slight nod. Yes, he knows*
Starpounder: *relaxes and returns her attention to the good, though rather tasteless, food*
Denver: *calmly, though she is silently hoping that she won't get asked why a Cybertronian is in charge of the humans* Evr'yth'n'll be 'splained 'n tahm.
Jenn: ... *Raised brow at Denver*
Rachel: *offers the human woman some of the dino meat*
Sky: *leaning her cheek on her fist as she waits for things to get going*
Jenn: *Surprised, will have a taste of what she's being offered*
Patrick: *To Starpounder* Is there anything in particular you need to live comfortably here?
Starpounder: *looks up alertly from her meal. With quiet pride* I'm a warrior. I don't need comfort.
Sky: *slight smile*
Skylar: *entering then, and following shortly after is Xiaobei*
Xiaobei: *chuckles*
Starpounder: *doesn't look at the newcomers. She's focused on her new Captain*
Patrick: *nods to Skylar and Xiaobei* This is Skylar and the lady is Xiaobei. *Slight quirk of a grin at the fact that Nightbird translated her name directly instead of trying to find an approximation*
Xiaobei: *To Starpounder* You speak like a Decepticon. *Approving nod*
Starpounder: *hairless eyebrows raise* Who are you in the crew?
Xiaobei: *tips her chin up a bit, pride showing clearly in her dark eyes* I am the leader of the Decepticons, though I do answer to the Warlord. *nods at Patrick, who pinches the bridge of his nose at the title he's been given by Xiaobei and the Stunticons*
Starpounder: So you're the First Mate?
Xiaobei: *slightly distant look as she searches the 'net for information* Something like that. He and I hold equal rank. I just answer to him because it is more reasonable to have someone to go to who has a different viewpoint of the world.
Skylar: Technically, the first mate is Emilia.... She's in class right now though, so that's why she's not here.
Starpounder: *nods* And then where are you, and these others?
Sky: I'm his second. *nods to Skylar* One of his trine.
Patrick: Skylar is the Air Commander.
Xiaobei: My seconds are currently elsewhere... *In other words, it's likely Sidewinder is right next to the door to the hallway*
Starpounder: *brows lift further as she turns back to Patrick* So, you aren't the captain... you command a fleet.
Rachel: *snerk* Chief, maybe you just better start from the top with everyone in here right now.
Patrick: *sighs and nods* I lead the Autobots stationed on this planet. Xiaobei leads the Decepticons who are here on Earth, and sometimes answers to me. Maj. Trach technically answers to both Col. Franklin and myself, but her first assignment is with Col. Franklin. Skylar is the Air Commander, and all the Seekers, as well as one non-Seeker flyer, answer to him directly, with the exception of the two Seekers who answer to Xiaobei. Rachel is the Chief Medical Officer for the Autobots and Decepticons stationed on Earth.
Starpounder: *slow head dip to show her understanding* These are the officers.
Sky: Except for them. *nods to her mate and brother*
Samuel: *trying to get wife-cuddles*
Seamus: Yeah. We're just grunts. *Cheeky grin*
Patrick: My second, Emilia, is currently in classes at the college, so she can't join us... and her second, Prowl... *trying not to laugh, because he really doesn't want to be on the receiving end of Xiaobei's ire* is currently engaged in stealth training.
Sky: *stifled snerk as she leans back against Samuel*
Rachel: *smirk*
Xiaobei: *to Starpounder, seriousness in her eyes* Prowl is mine.
Starpounder: That's alright. I want that one. *points to Seamus*
Seamus: *Startled* Bhuh?!
Rachel: *eat eat eat food*
Samuel: *nods* Yeah... She kinda claimed you, bro. *shrugs and snuggles wife*
Denver: *Highly amused, and sharing it with her mate*
Jenn: ... *blink blink*
Patrick: ... I'm almost afraid to ask how this happened.
Rachel: Keep talking, Sammy.
Samuel: *Scowls at the nickname* Well, Sides got combat-kissed by Blackout, to the point that I was dizzy...
Rachel: Dizzier than normal.
Samuel: Yeah... HEY.
Rachel: *chuckle* Then what happened?
Starpounder: *thinking she might like her new crew*
Samuel: Well, next thing I know, Starpounder's asking what happened, and I was out of it enough to not realize I was talking to a Dragon elf...
Sky: *elbows him for pausing*
Samuel: *acks*
Denver: So th'n wh't 'appened?
Samuel: Well... She claimed Sides as hers and tried to cart him off.
Denver: ... *SNORT. Relays this to Tracks since she figures her mate could use a laugh*
Tracks: *thinks the poor woman's desperate and scraping the barrel*
Denver: *Shaking with silent laughter*
Jenn: ... *eyeing Denver with confusion*
Rachel: *cheerfully kicks Denver under the table, and kicks Samuel too for pausing again*
Denver: *snickering now*
Samuel: Ow! Hey! I called for help, and Sky came and stomped on Starpounder...
Sky: It was a pretty good fight. I want to try again sometime when she's had enough to eat.
Starpounder: <._<.
Denver: *Slight headtilt, nods* Wh'n y'u're feelin' bettah, Stahpounah, Ah w'ldn't mahnd goin' a round'r two...
Starpounder: *perks a bit, though she's still mortified that she'd shown weakness* Alright.
Denver: *another nod, attention back on Rachel and Samuel*
Rachel: And shortly after that is when I called you, Chief.
Patrick: I see...
Starpounder: That one and that one said I couldn't have him.
Rachel: Samuel, do you like him sulking?
Samuel: *Cooly* No, but I like not knowing where he's at even less.
Rachel: *turns back to Patrick*
Patrick: We'll need to get quarters set up for you, Starpounder.
Starpounder: Okay. *eats more, hoping she'll get to taste this good meat with some decent spice some day. It's so flat now. Offers a bit to Jenn when she sees the human woman looking at her*
Jenn: *politely thanks Starpounder, will have a bite of the meat*
Rachel: *on the comm, letting Lisa know there's somebody who needs quarters*
Magnus: *outside. Sends an image of Sludge looking over the front gate and talking to a small crowd of curious people as Swoop bounces on his back*
Rachel: ACK!
Denver: *Thrill of alarm, quick glance to Patrick, who nods to the black-haired woman*
Autumn: *Generally panicking over comms, is going up to get Sludge and Swoop now, kthx!*
Denver: *GONE, going to make sure Rain and Magnus have Dion in his alt-mode!*
Rachel: *halfway to her feet, her hands braced against the table as she demands updates from Magnus*
Starpounder: *wondering what happened. Leans over to look at the screen on the little device the human woman has in her hand*
Magnus: *sounds surprised* //You mean nobody told you that Lisa's farm's now considered a military base for R and D?//
Rachel: *aloud and over comms* //What?//
Magnus: //Oh, here comes Capt. Blume and Sgt. Caine....// *Sounds nonchalant, till...* //Hey, why's Denver out here?//
Rachel: *watches on Jenn's screen as Tad and Caine go to lean on the fence and talk to the curious neighbors, just two big military guys who suddenly make giant talking robots that much less weird just by their steady presence, grins, and Tad's puppy dog eyes* //When did we become a military base and a research place?//
Magnus: //... You weren't at the meeting earlier?//
Rachel: //I just got here from school, and then got called to the Nexus while I was trying to do my homework.//
Magnus: //...Oh... Well, it was around noon-ish... Ask the Chief about it. He was there.//
Rachel: *slight growl and looks at Patrick*
Samuel: *Leaning to try and snag some of the meat Jenn's nomming*
Starpounder: *looks at him and offers him a piece of his own* It's pretty tasteless.
Samuel: *raised brow, noms... and then he's coughing and searching for something to drink*
Patrick: Hmm? *looks to Rachel*
Rachel: *totally oblivious to Samuel's pain* The meeting this morning?
Patrick: ... Oh yeah... Knew I was forgetting something...
Rachel: *eye. brow*
Patrick: We're now living on a military base, which means that if the Dinobots, or any of the Seekers, wish to walk around in their root modes, they're more than welcome to.
Xiaobei: *Smirking*
Rachel: *slightly boggled* Mike is sneakier than a Decepticon.
Xiaobei: *snorts with disbelief*
Rachel: *looks at the small black-haired woman* Just wait till you get to know him.
Xiaobei: *considering look, and then she's snorting again*
Patrick: *to Xiaobei* Trust me, don't underestimate Col. Franklin. He's further proof that humans are a surprising race.
Rachel: *blinks and focuses on her surroundings once more* I don't have a memo about a meeting, Chief.
Patrick: ... I... kinda forgot to forward it... *booking it for the door now, kthx*
Rachel: *wings the last little bit of her piece of BBQ at him, and then turns to go get Samuel a glass of milk*
Starpounder: *watches all this interaction as she eats, her quick mind drawing conclusions and studying details*
Samuel: *chugging milk like there's no tomorrow. Seems the seasoning on the meat was too spicy for him*
Sky: *watching him drink, and as the agony fades from his expression she makes sure he's facing his brother and then pokes him in the side*
Seamus: *Yelps as he gets a milk bath*
Jenn: *Cracking up*
Starpounder: *blinks, looks between the two brothers, and then she's chuckling too*
Sky: *smirrrk*
Ratchet: You're cleaning that up, right? *MOM*
Seamus: *scowling*
Skylar: *biting his lip and trying not to laugh*
Samuel: *Giving his wife a "what was THAT for?!" look*
Sky: *hand moves from Samuel's ribs to his back and rubs gently between his shoulders as she grins*
Samuel: *leans into Sky's touch, a bit of a sulk starting*
Sky: *gives him a kiss on the cheek* Show me how to get that milk off the floor and table, and then do you want to go play with the babies?
Samuel: *perks up and nods, before going to get some paper towels*
Sky: *goes with*
Rachel: *pings Lisa to ask how she's doing with the preparation of living space, glancing at Skylar as she does so*
Starpounder: *thoughtful look at Seamus, but doesn't speak to him*
Lisa: *Has pretty much everything basic set up, asks what color Starpounder likes best*
Rachel: Starpounder, do you have a favorite colour?
Starpounder: *blinks and turns to look at the medic* Not pink.
Seamus: *in a royal sulk now, manages to look absolutely pathetic as he goes to get cleaned up*
Rachel: //Not pink. She really doesn't hit me as a pastel woman, Lees.//
Lisa: //'Kay! I'll see what else we have, bedding wise, and if it's all pastels I'll go get some different stuff.//
Rachel: //Think Decepticon femme, and I think she'll be happy.//
Lisa: //Gotcha.// *Is probably going to be bugging Storm shortly*
Rachel: //Let us know when you're done, alright? Crusher out.// *glances at Seamus*
Seamus: *wiping up the milk that got spat at him with some paper towels, intends to go shower and change clothes shortly*
Lisa: //Okies! Lisa out.//
Rachel: *watches to read Seamus' body language toward Starpounder. Wants to know if it's safe having him play native guide*
Seamus: *occasionally stealing curious glances at Starpounder, scowls about something Samuel says over the twin-bond*
Samuel: *Slight smirk, helping wife clean up*
Rachel: Seamus, do you want to show Starpounder around?
Seamus: Sure... can I get cleaned up first so I don't smell like milk all day?
Rachel: Sure. *grins and turns to look at Skylar and Xiaobei*
Skylar: *looks like he wants to leave, and like he's got snuggling with his mate on his mind*
Xiaobei: *arguing over comms with her brood, and telling Motormaster off for something*
Rachel: *snerks* Guys? What are you waiting for?
Xiaobei: To be dismissed.
Rachel: *laughs* Just go. The Chief's gone.
Xiaobei: *a bit cheekily as she moves to get up* You still hold rank, Rachel. *and now she's out the door to rein in her rowdy brood*
Skylar: *GONE*
Jenn: *up out of her seat and out the door, intends to assist her husband with crowd control*
Rachel: Decepticons are dorks.
Sky: *snerk*
Samuel: *snerks*
Rachel: And now I'm going to go find the rest of my kids. You guys stay out of trouble now, okay?
Samuel: We're going to go play with our kids. We're not trouble. *innocently*
Rachel: *snorts as she goes to grab her books and head out of the room*
Seamus: *mess tended, he excuses himself to Starpounder and hurries toward the public washracks, rooting through his subspace for that new cologne as he goes. Will then spend the rest of the afternoon showing Starpounder the entire base and the farmland around it*
((co-written with random_xtras))