Nexus, Black Dog, Shopping Trip Part 1
Prowl: *looking a bit ill after Skylar PINpoints him to the Nexus*
Blackout: *snerks at this from where she's standing in the shadow of the sign*
Skylar: *nods to Blackout, moves to guide Prowl to the Black Dog*
Black Dog: *hopping when they arrive*
Bet: *asks them if they'd be willing to share a table*
Skylar: *looks to Prowl, who nods* Alright by us....
Bet: *will bring them over to one of the bigger tables, which holds a pair of red Ironhides busy yakking at each other... and a little orange and black femme who is swinging her legs and talking to someone that they won't be able to see from below* There is a smaller table on this table. Is it acceptable?
Prowl: *nods* This is acceptable... *is still looking a bit queasy, but not as bad as earlier*
Bet: Do you require assistance in gaining your seats?
Skylar: He might... *indicates Prowl* *Transforms, stretching a bit as he does*
Eclipse: *blink blink, is kinda staring at the mech that seems to have appeared out of nowhere*
Starscream: *gaping upward, his marker forgotten with the point to the paper*
Bet: *pauses with Prowl in hand to see if Eclipse and the sparklet are going to object to the adult Seeker's presence*
Eclipse: *headtilting, studying the big Starscream, relaxes when she sees he doesn't have the Decepticon badge on him. Will still keep an optic on him, in case he decides to be a meanie*
mvStarscream: *gives the sparklet and Eclipse a polite nod as he moves to sit in an unoccupied chair*
Ironhides: *nod to him and then resume yakking with each other*
Bet: *sets Prowl on the table and then stands ready to take orders*
Starscream: *big optics blinking at the big Starscream as he moves his marker again* *quietly, in his shrill little voice* You're me.
mvStarscream: *blink* Er... A version of you, maybe... But not you, you...
Starscream: It's called an alternate. *caps that marker carefully and starts working the cap off another*
mvStarscream: *nods* That's right... *orders a mid grade drink, encourages Prowl to do likewise*
Starscream: *moves the gaze of those big optics to the mech who is now sitting across from him* What's your name?
Prowl: My designation is Prowl. Am I correct in guessing that your name is Starscream?
Starscream: *pauses and stares at him, then gasps with excitement and nods before turning to the orange and black femme* Eclipse! He's a Prowl!
Eclipse: *grin* I heard!
Starscream: *gasps some more and then turns back to Prowl, but he's too excited to talk*
Eclipse: *clicks, gently reminding the sparklet to cycle air*
Prowl: *concerned, gently clicks and tries to see whether there's anything he can do to help calm the little Starscream down*
Starscream: *intakes deeply, and then puts his marker down and darts into Eclipse's arms to shyly hide his face as he snuggles*
Eclipse: *Soothing clicks, gentle backrub while being mindful of Starscream's wings*
Prowl: *worried* *gently* Is he alright?
mvStarscream: *Watching this without trying to seem like he's prying*
Eclipse: Back home, our Prowl's our teacher... *snuggles Starscream* His hero...
Starscream: *nods, then gives an excited squeak and hides again*
Prowl: *seems a bit perplexed by this* *quietly* I haven't really done anything hero-like....
mvStarscream: Oh, and being a police officer isn't hero-like? Come on, Prowl...
Starscream: *squeak! Gasping again*
Eclipse: *perks, launching into a rambling fit to put Bluestreak to shame*
Bet: *brings the mechs' drinks, then turns and goes to another table*
Large red Bayformer femme: *glances over at the squeak and the rambling fit, amused chuckle*
Prowl: ... *boggling slightly at the rambling, misses the chuckle from the red femme*
mvStarscream: *attention goes to the red femme, frown*
Starscream: *finally realizes that nobody's going to stop Eclipse, and forgets his own excitement to stand up and pat at her face with his small blue hands*
Eclipse: *Startles, blinking at Starscream* Huh?
Starscream: *very softly, his affection for her very apparent* You're doing it again.
Eclipse: Oooh... *Blush, snuzzle*
Prowl: ... *Quietly* It's like Bluestreak all over again....
Starscream: *sparklet purring as he's snuzzled* That's because Bluestreak's her mommy.
mvStarscream: *looks away from the staring match he was having with the bayformer femme at that* ...
Prowl: ... *studying Eclipse now* ... Her other creator is Wheeljack, or related to Wheeljack?
Eclipse: *nodnod* 'Jack is my dad. *big grin*
mvStarscream: ... Things happened differently in our reality...
Starscream: That doesn't make what happened in ours bad. *frowny*
mvStarscream: Hey, I never said that... Just that things happened differently... Where Prowl and I are from, Bluestreak's dating Hot Rod, and Ratchet and Wheeljack are word-mates.
Eclipse: *headtilt because that sounds familiar*
Starscream: *pauses, staring hard at Prowl and at how big he is* Do you ever look like a human?
Prowl: *nods* I do... But my alternate mode is not the same gender as my root mode... *STILL embarrased by this* Wheeljack accidentally coded it incorrectly....
mvStarscream: *not gonna snerk*
Starscream: *looks up and back at Eclipse for the translation, head tipped back, mouth open*
Eclipse: 0_0 You're the Prowl that the human-looking Wheeljack and Ratchet were talking about!!! The one who looks like a girl when he's in alt-mode!!! *Gigglefit*
Prowl: *facepalming as mvStarscream loses the battle against a laughing fit and falls off his chair*
Starscream: *sympathy for the Prowl!* ;_;
Prowl: He offered to fix it... But at this point, I think it would only cause confusion...
Starscream: .... *thinks about this, looks brain broken and fretful*
Prowl: *Gently* I have an identity within the human law enforcement system as Petra Morimoto... If I were to change my alt mode drastically, it would make a lot of humans upset...
mvStarscream: *laughing hard enough that some of his midgrade is now coming out of his nose*
Starscream: But you're broken.... *wibble*
Prowl: I'm not broken... My alt-mode just is the opposite gender to the pronouns I generally prefer. Would you like to see my alt-mode?
Starscream: *thinks about it, and then shakes his head*
Prowl: Alright... *having a sip of his midgrade now*
Starscream: *hides a bit, but then peeks at his alt* .... Ewwwww.
mvStarscream: *starting to calm down a bit, acks when he's lifted up by the red bayformer femme*
Starscream: *frightened squeak* Don't hurt him! *tense and wide-eyed*
red femme: *gentle chuckle* Ah ain't gonna 'urt 'im... Jes' 'elpin' 'im back t' 'is feet.
Prowl: ... *boggling at the femme now*
Starscream: *uncertain look* You like Starscream?
red femme: 'Pends on t' Starscream, 'n 'ow they treat otha peaople... *Quietly as she sets mvStarscream back on his feet* Th' 'un where Ah come fr'm wasn't verrah nahce, 'n 'e 'urt lotta people.... but th' 'un livin' theh'ah now's realleh nahce. She takes care'a 'er teammates, 'n Ah lahk 'er.
mvStarscream: *Also boggling slightly at the femme*
Starscream: *perk* She's a girl?
red femme: *nod* She's a verreh nahce ladeh... She keeps Fahrflahght, Powerglahd, Jetfahr, 'n Skahfahr fr'm gettin' 'urt...
Starscream: *quietly tries to repeat her pronunciation of Fireflight, then looks up at Eclipse* Do you know who those bots are? Do we have alternates of them?
Eclipse: *quietly* She kinda talks like Inferno.... Umm... I think she means Fireflight, Powerglide and Skyfire.... Dunno who Jetfire is...
Starscream: *surprised gasp at the idea that those guys are a team* But where are the other Aerialbots? *going to wibble now*
red femme: They're 'round... Fahrflahght lahks t' spend 'is free tahm wit' th' Starscream back 'ome... 'n sometahms 'e works wit' 'er... Jes' 'pends on th' situation...
Starscream: Ohhhh. *holding onto one audio receiver thoughtfully*
Bet: *bringing a couple over for the last two seats at the table*
svMoonracer: Oh, hello! Do you mind if we sit here? The waiter says there isn't anymore room, and we'd really like somewhere to sit while we figure out how we got here when we were supposed to be going to Mirage's.
mvStarscream: *scooting back to his seat, nods* Fine by me... That is, if the others have no objections...
Starscream: *hiding again from the pretty lady*
TM: *raised brow ridge as he takes in the tech of the others gathered at the table*
Eclipse: *big optics, clicks to Starscream and cuddles*
svMoonracer: *holding one hand cupped near her chest. Tiny tiny clicks are coming from that hand*
Prowl: *concerned glance to svMoonracer*
Eclipse: *blink blinnk, gently nudges Starscream, will click at the other clicker*
Starscream: *peeks as he catches that sound*
TM: *a bit protective of Moonracer, sees how the other mechs are looking at her, frown*
mvStarscream: *Attention on what's in svMoonracer's hand*
Moonracer: *looks around* So it's okay? *smile*
Starscream: *nod nod*
Ironhides: *absent welcoming wave*
Prowl: *nods, still concerned, as he thinks Moonracer has an incredibly tiny sparklet and he's not exactly sure this place is safe*
Eclipse: *nod*
Moonracer: *notices Denver* Ohhhhh! You're the same sort of tech that Starburst is. Look, Torky!
TM: *looks to the femme who is nearly at eyelevel with himself* Heeey, you're right, Moonracer.
Denver: Stahburst? *blink*
Moonracer: *lowers the hand by her chest to show the minuscule mechling who is hugging one of her fingers as he talks in his tiny voice* This is Starburst.
Starscream: 0_0
Prowl: *has something new to boggle at*
mvStarscream: 0_0
Denver: *headtilt* 'E's a tahny gah, ain't 'e?
Eclipse: Awww! He's so cute!
Moonracer: He's the tiniest Cybertronian anyone's ever seen. I found him in a candy bag on my way to Tau. And the funny thing was, it was a bag from human candy. But no human had ever been on that shuttle.
Denver: 'Ere... *holds out her hand* Lemme see th' li'l bit...
TM: *Frowwwwwn* If he wants to go....
Denver: Ah ain't gonna 'urt 'im... Ah jes' wanna see 'f Ah c'n 'elp ya figger out wh're 'e came fr'm...
Moonracer: *wide optics* You can do that?
Ironhides: *getting up to go, one pausing to play with his PINpoint as the other goes to settle the tab*
Denver: Ah got s'me pretteh decent sensors f'r not bein' a medic... Ah can't guarantee anehthin' though, jes' t' warn ya 'forehand...
Moonracer: *clicks softly to Starburst, who looks up at her with his big eyes and makes his tiny clicks in reply* *puts her hand over by that of the red femme* Do you want to visit someone new, Starburst?
Starburst: *has noticed Torque and is talking to him*
Starscream: He's not very smart, is he?
Eclipse: *Gently reminds Starscream to be nice*
TM: *clicks to Starburst, fondness for the little scrap of a mech clear on his face*
Starscream: *looks up with surprise* I didn't mean it in a mean way, Eclipse.
Moonracer: *coaxes Starburst a bit, but then offers the red femme a tiny tiny scrap of white fabric with a knot tied in it* Maybe if you show him his dolly.
Denver: *small nod as she clicks and offers Starburst the dolly*
Starburst: *notices his friend! Blinks, and then goes crawling over Moonracer's hand to get him*
Denver: *gently cradles the tiny mech in her hand* 'E's a cute li'l bugger, anehways... *scanning the bitty as she gives him his dolly*
Ironhide: Hey.... *pokes his PINpoint* This here thing's sayin' yer from the same reality.
Moonracer: 0.o What? Really?
Denver: *Expression darkens, then she's gently clicking to Starburst as she carefully puts both he and his dolly back in Moonracer's hands*
Moonracer: *blinking and moving closer to Torque* What's wrong? Why are you frowning like that?
Starscream: *gonna hide on Eclipse again now*
Denver: *Quietly* Ah know who 'e is... 'n Ah know wh't 'appened t' 'im... 'n there's a certain 'Con Ah w'ld love t' 'ave words wit' rahght 'bout now...
Ironhide: *scramming now*
Eclipse: *frowns as she cradles Starscream close*
mvStarscream: What do you mean? *serious mech is serious*
Moonracer: *holding the happy Starburst close as she leans against Torque and watches Denver* He's... Starburst. Right?
Denver: *nod* 'E is now.... 'e usta be part'a th' bad Starscream fr'm mah home realiteh.. *sigh*
Moonracer: *very confused, looks up at her mate*
TM: *just as confused* What do you mean?
Denver: Th' local Starscream w's taken outta th' picture, 'r so we all thought... 'nother 'Con fr'm 'nother realiteh came 'n blasted th' utter slag outta 'im, 'n ended our war... 'bout a year later... 'is spark, 'r wh't w's left'a it, trah'd t' posess th' Starscream th't's livin' back home now...
Starscream: *little scared sound*
Moonracer: *wibbling as she listens*
Denver: Ah dunno th' specifics... but th're's 'nother li'l guy who came fr'm th' spark'a th' original Starscream fr'm mah realiteh... 'e's called Windshard 'n 'e ain't verrah old 'r nothin', jes' a li'l gah...
Eclipse: *clicks and snuggles Starscream, while giving Denver a dirty look for frightening her friend*
Moonracer: *quietly* So Starburst's... a sparklet? And... oh, he's Sunhalo's brother! *looks at Torque again*
TM: *frowning* And this has to do with wanting to have words with another 'Con... why?
Denver: *serious femme is serious* Ah wanna smack 'im 'round f'r causin' Windshard t' be 'urtin' f'r so long.
Moonracer: *pause* Hurting?
Denver: 'Cordin' t' wh't Ah understand 'bout th' li'l guy... 'is personality matrix w's wahped 'n any 'tempt t' recreate th' original 'un'd be too dangerous... 'e w's bad off f'r a year 'fore 'e became Windshard... no shell 'r nothin'...
Starscream: *crying now*
Moonracer: *ditto*
Starburst: *notices what Moonracer is doing, and his tiny clicks get mixed with unhappy squeaks*
TM: *clicking and trying to be comforting, attention fully on Moonracer and Starburst now*
Eclipse: *gently rocks Starscream, making soothing noises despite how visibly upset she is*
Prowl: *optics downcast as he quietly prays for Windshard's health and safety*
mvStarscream: *gets up, and leaves the table without a word*
Moonracer: Wait. We've had Starburst for more than a year!
Denver: ... *raised brow ridge* Th't... *frown as she remembers what WakeJumper told her* .... 'E mahght'a gotten knocked back in tahm....
TM: *blink* That... what?
Prowl: ... That shouldn't be possible...
Denver: Th't's th' onleh thing th't makes sense.... Ah dunno 'ow, b't it seems t' be th' only way...
Moonracer: *getting out her coordinate scanner to double check Starburst and the red femme* *or trying to, she's a bit awkward one handed*
TM: *gently* Here... *will get the scanner out*
Moonracer: *lets him, her optics bright with confusion and concern*
Denver: Y'ur li'l gah seems 'appy 'nough... Aint' no point in messin' wit' a good thing...
Moonracer: *quietly, as Torque scans Starburst and then the red femme* We'd never give him up. He needs us. And Viisaus needs him.
TM: *shows Moonracer the results: Starburst and the red femme are from the same reality*
Denver: Ah ain't askin' ya t'... Jes' th't y'all take good care'a th' li'l bit.
Moonracer: *looks at the display, then down at the tiny mech cradled against her chest*
Starburst: *being sad was hard work. Is sleeping and loving his dolly now*
Denver: *studying Starburst with a gentle look in her optics* *quietly* 'E ain't much older th'n mah li'l one, Ah don' think....
Moonracer: *clicks to Starburst and touches his little head with one finger*
Eclipse: *ducks her head to gently nuzzle Starscream's, and to hide how upset she is still*
Starscream: *rubs his fists into his optics, and then turns and looks up at the red femme* What's your name?
Denver: Mah name's Denver... Denver Mackenzie.
Prowl: .... *quietly pays both his and mvStarscream's tab and politely excuses himself from the table*
Starscream: *watches him go, and then bursts into tears again*
Eclipse: *Startles, and then she's focusing on soothing away the tears*
Denver: *slightly amused* Ah think Ah mahght 'ave an alternate 'e knows....
Starscream: I did... didn't want him to go! *fretful Seeklet is shrill*
Denver: *gentle clicks* 'E'll be back... *chuckles* 'N so'll th' Starscream 'e came 'ere wit'...
Moonracer: 0_0 That's a Starscream??
TM: ... He was the same size as me! *boggling now*
Denver: *Chuckles* Ah c'ld tell... 'E 'as th' swagger, even 'f 'e wears th' Autobrand....
Moonracer: *uncertain now. Feeling a bit frightened* *looks at Torque to see what they should do*
mvStarscream: *coming back, Prowl following* You're sure she's an alternate of the Major, Prowl?
Prowl: Ask her for her name, Starscream.
Starscream: *zips down and clings to Prowl* *not very coherent right now in either thoughts or words*
Prowl: *Surprised, will gently cuddle the little Starscream, while giving Eclipse a confused look*
Eclipse: *clicks to Starscream, will move to crouch next to Prowl*
Denver: *Sizing up mvStarscream, who is doing the same thing to her*
Moonracer: *watching Denver and the strange Starscream*
TM: *arm around Moonracer's shoulders, keeping his attention on the pair, flinches when Denver snerks*
mvStarscream: *soft snerk* Prowl says your name is Denver MacKenzie...
Denver: *Amused* Th't'd be me... Ah take it y'all gotta gal who's 'n alternate'a me?
mvStarscream: *nods* Major Denver MacKenzie, of the United States Marine Corps...
Moonracer: Wait... she's human? The Denver MacKenzie you know is human? *brain broken with surprise*
Denver: *chuckles* Ah ain't surprahsed t' 'ear th't...
TM: *puzzled frown* Why not?
Denver: *Stretches a bit* Ah ust'a be 'uman, 'fore Ah got LOL'd 'n th' LOL stuck. *no, she isn't upset about that*
Moonracer: 0_0 ....
Prowl: .... *Staring at Denver now*
Eclipse: .... 0_0
mvStarscream: *looking brain-broken now*
Moonracer: *faintly* Well... I guess that makes sense.
Denver: 'Twas th' best thing th't 'appened t' me in 'whahle. 'M 'lot 'appier as a 'Bot.
Starscream: *tiny snore*
Eclipse: *focuses on Starscream, gently rubbing the sparklet's back and clicking quietly*
Moonracer: ....Oh.
Denver: *Chuckles* Ah know... It don' make a lick'a sense....
Moonracer: Actually... we've met someone else who really wanted to be a Cybertronian... only it turned out she really was.
Denver: *Blink* No kiddin'?
TM: *nod* There's a youngling named Sari, who lives on the planet Earth in the reality Moonracer and I come from... From what I've heard, she looked human....
Denver: ... *headtilt, that sounds a bit familiar....*
TM: Whoa... that guy's selling PINpoints!
Moonracer: *totally distracted* Really? Where?
Denver: *glances that way* Careful... Th'y mahght be LOL'd.... *frown*
Moonracer: Even PINpoints can be LOL'd? *going to hide Starburst in her glove compartment now*
Denver: Y'u nevah know...
Moonracer: Ohhh. I'd rather not get LOL'd again. It makes it really hard to go back to Tau.
Starscream: *snuzzling Prowl in his sleep*
Denver: He'ah... Ah mainly got th's 'un so's Ah c'ld come aftah Dion 'f 'e 'n 'is friends made off wit' mah usual PINpoint... *offers Moonracer a PINpoint that came out of a storage compartment*
Moonracer: *gives it a doubtful look* How do I know you're not trying to play a trick on me?
Denver: Ah ain't interested in prankin' people. Aint' in mah nature t' do so, 'specially since Ah know wh't it's lahk t' be pranked.
Moonracer: But you'd say that anyway.
Denver: *flatly* D' Ah look lahk Sunstreaker 'r Sahdswahpe?
Moonracer: Um, no. You're taller, and you don't look as tired and freaked out.
Denver: Ah c'n call someone fr'm mah realiteh t' vouch f'r me, 'f'n y'u'd prefer...
Moonracer: *looks at her mate* What do you think, Torque? *then glances at the Starscream and his short companion. They said they know a version of this femme....*
TM: *frown, is protective of Moonracer and Starburst* I'm not sure... *glances at mvStarscream and Prowl*
Prowl: Major MacKenzie is one of the few humans who knows of Cybertronian presence on Earth in our reality of origin... She's with the group that is trying to keep our people safe.
Moonracer: .... Maybe if you tried it first? *apologetic look to Denver, but the taller femme spooked her with that warning*
Prowl: *nudges mvStarscream with his foot, earning a confused look from the Seeker*
Moonracer: *gives mvStarscream a wide-eyed and hopeful look. So innocent and pleading she looks.*
mvStarscream: *missed most of the conversation, gets filled in over comms and in code by Prowl, nods and gets his PINpoint back out, which gets offered to Moonracer*
Moonracer: But..... *stops and thinks. This isn't what she meant, but it's highly likely that this PINpoint's okay, given the events that have lead up to its being offered*
mvStarscream: I can get another from the vending machines.... Prowl and I were sent to get some things anyways, so it's no big deal.
Moonracer: *sudden sunny smile, forgetting for the moment that the name 'Starscream' frightens her* Thank you! That's so sweet!
Denver: *chuckles and tucks her spare PINpoint back into the compartment she got it out of*
mvStarscream: You're welcome... *attention goes to Prowl and the two bots with him, expression softening when he sees that the little Starscream is asleep*
Starscream: *sound asleep and clinging as only a baby Seeker can cling*
Prowl: *looking a bit helpless now, doesn't want to move the little one, but would like to get what he came to the Nexus for*
Moonracer: *has noticed the sleeping sparklet too and is looking a bit melted at the cute. Though she's not as bad as her mate*
Eclipse: *Quietly, as she gently tries to pry Starscream's fingers from Prowl* C'mon, 'Scream... We gotta go home...
Moonracer: His name is Scream? *coming over to crouch near the small mech and the sparklet*
Eclipse: *headshake* His full name's Starscream.... *clicks quietly to her friend as she gently works on arranging him so he's clinging to her instead*
Starscream: *won't let go of Prowl*
Denver: ...*raised brow ridge*
Moonracer: *optics wide again* Another little tiny Starscream! Only he's bigger than Starburst.
TM: ... *looking brain broken now.*
Eclipse: *nods, tries again to get Starscream so he's holding onto her* All of the Decepticons back home are sparklets and younglings now... I dunno how though... Dad and the other grownups would know....
Moonracer: *mouth falls open* So he's kind of like Starburst in other ways, too. *stops* Even Megatron??
Eclipse: *nods, earlights a happy yellow* Megsy's so cute! *gets a datapad out and pulls up an image of the little silver mech*
Moonracer: *blinks and looks*
TM: *also looks*
Moonracer: That's Shockwave with him!
Starscream: *startles and clings even more tightly to Prowl*
Eclipse: *nods, attention going to Starscream again, makes soothing clicks and chirps quietly*
TM: ... He's little.... *is brain broken*
Moonracer: Awwww. Look, Torky, they're cuddling.
kvProwl: //Eclipse? Did you lose track of time?//
Eclipse: //No, Prowl... Starscream's clinging to another you though, and I can't get him to let go...//
TM: ... I never thought Shockwave could look so cute...
kvProwl: //Give me your coordinates? I'll see if Ratchet will lend me his PINpoint.//
Moonracer: Ohhhhhhhhh. I want one!
Denver: *cracking up after she gets a good look at the image of the two little sparklets hugging each other as they recharge, has something to torment the Shockwave from her reality with now!*
Eclipse: //We're at the Black Dog... *gives coordinates* There're 'bots from the big-chin reality here, and the other you's about the size of Spike... and there's one of those 'bots with all the parts sticking out and stuff!//
kvProwl: //Do you mean like Kriti's family? Remember not to stare. I'm coming.//
Eclipse: //Yeah... Like Kriti's family... I'm not staring though, Prowl!//
TM: ... A sparklet Shockwave? *looks a bit worried*
Moonracer: *happy prattle and squeeing*
mvStarscream: ... *Sooooo going to run that idea by Ratchet and Optimus at some point, just to see their reactions*
kvProwl: *walks in a moment later, looks around, nods to Archiva's question, and then walks over to the table and goes to one knee by his small alternate* Here, let me help you with that.
mvProwl: *nods to his alternate, glancing back and forth between Eclipse and kvProwl*
Eclipse: *gently rubs Starscream's back, clicking to the little mech*
kvProwl: *starts to gently speak to his little protege, his voice gentle and full of affection as he calls to him*
Starscream: *lifts his head, blinking with sleepy confusion, and then jumps to his mentor and snuggles close. One little hand closes around Eclipse's*
Moonshadow: *going to very softly d'awww at that now*
Denver: *softly d'awww-ing as well*
Eclipse: *Quietly* Let's go home, alright?
kvProwl: *nods to her, then looks to his alternate and the other bots near the table* Forgive me for leaving so quickly, but Eclipse's creators expected her home five point six two minutes ago, and I'd rather not have to fabricate a story to explain her absence.
mvProwl: *small nod* Understandable. No doubt her creators are concerned at her tardiness...
Eclipse: *slight roll of her optics* Bluestreak might be... Wheeljack's more interested in finding out more about the other kinds of Cybertronians that come here...
kvProwl: *slight smile as he stands* As she said. *nods to the other bots, pausing to give Denver a bit of a quizzical look. But he just turns and leads Eclipse toward the door, pausing to pay her tab with Archiva on their way out*
TM: *has had a brainstorm and is pointing out to Moonracer that Starburst and Rundown need their attention right now. So they can't track down a sparkleted Decepticon*
Moonracer: *pouting a bit, but her hand is over her storage compartment as she nods*
TM: *gentle, apologetic patpat*
Moonracer: *looks at mvStarscream and Prowl, then at Denver* Thanks for all your help. *hand on her side closes a bit* *to Denver* If you ever want to see Starburst... this is my frequency. *databursts it*
Denver: *nods* 'N 'f'n y'u evah wanna meet Dion, th's 's mahn. *Databursts her frequency*
Moonracer: *smiling. Denver just might have made an other reality friend* I will. Thank you.
mvStarscream: *nods, will focus on trying to find out where a Cybertronian cookbook might be bought*
Moonracer: *lets Torque lead her away*
Archiva: *pauses by the table to ask if everything's okay here*
Prowl: *nods* Oh, if it isn't too much trouble... I would like to purchase a box of cookies.
Archiva: *nods and notes on her datapad* Which flavor and size?
Prowl: Ginger Swindles, CinnaSeekers, plain, and choccy chip. Small size, if possible.
Archiva: *writes* Would you like to try some mudpie samples?
Prowl: *considering, nods*
Archiva: *goes to the counter and returns with the sample tray* *pointing to each little calcien cake as she names them* Pickle, onion pickle, onion, silibacon, pepperoni pizza, pickle pizza, lasagna, gummiham, gentle cheese, strong cheese, and plain salty.
Prowl: *amused chuckle when he notices that a lot of the samples have teeny-tiny handprints on them, is thinking of the drones that Ratchet and Wheeljack have built. Will try the onion pickle one first*
mudpie: *tastes a LOT like real pickled onions. Only with a less organic and more pleasingly chemical flavor*
Prowl: *pleased sound*
Archiva: *smiles* A lot of bots like that one, and the energon pickles that had the flavor first.
Prowl: It's very good.
Archiva: You might like the pickle and onion ones too. *pauses and counts, analyzes what she's got on the tray, and then takes the extra and puts it into her own mouth*
Prowl: *amused chuckle, will try the pickle one next then*
((Co-written with random_xtras))
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