Bonding Party!

[icemasta]

It’s not exactly a celebrity wedding, but considering a lack of budget Snowcat and Demolishor have done pretty well for themselves. The words “BONDING PARTY HERE” have been spray-painted on the door in purple, along with a big Decepticon symbol on both the door and the wall. For tonight, the assembly room is Decepticon territory

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[attair_al_fada]

Starscream, who is wandering around the party with a zamboni perched on each shoulder and an energon cube in one hand, wanders over by Rodimus Prime.

"Rodimus! You're looking much better than when I last saw you!" Starscream's optics flicker brightly; he's obviously in a good mood.

"Nice City you have here. You've met these fellows, haven't you?" Starscream indicates Zamboni Four and Zamboni Five. He knows perfectly well that Rodimus has, since he's the one that pointed Blackstar at Rodimus Prime in the first place.

[icemasta]

The zambonis wave happily at Uncle Roddy.

[giri_guy]

*Much to his annoyance, Roddy has not yet mastered the art of Not Jumping A Mile When Starscream Shows Up. Fortunately, he recovers quickly.*

Hey, Starscream. Hey, Zambonis. *offers the zambonis goodies* I'm pretty sure I was half-asleep last time you saw me, so I'm not much surprised. *tips head to one side* You, on the other hand, look as up-to-something as always.

[icemasta]

Zambonis Two and Three mob his feet, squeaking happily.

[giri_guy]

Heh! Hey, guys. *picks them up, fusses them and spoils them with energon goodies*

[icemasta]

Zambonis: ^_^ ^_^

[giri_guy]

^__________^ *fusscuddle* Been okay, you guys?

[icemasta]

"Enerzhon!" They point at the tables.

[giri_guy]

*cackles* Mechs after my own CPU. *carries them over to the indicated tables*

[icemasta]

They giggle as they're carried.

[giri_guy]

*beams!* *spoils and fusses over them more*

[icemasta]

*happysnuggles*

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream considers that for a moment. "Actually," he says, pointing with a finger for emphasis, "you were an uninhabited shell in Medbay the last time I saw you, since I was too busy arguing with Cyclonus to properly welcome you home. So you definitely look better."

There's a certain over-precision to his enunciation that suggests Starscream is just a wee bit energized.

Optics flicker. "If I wasn't, I'd be dead. No wait, that doesn't work either." He shakes his head. Slag, that was some good high-grade! Must have grabbed a cube of the Libyan.

He flexes his wings--his shiny, half-hexagonal F/A-22 wings--slightly. "I, on the other hand--or the same hand, am looking much better. F/A-22 upgrade. What do you think?" He glances down at the squeakiness. "Oh, and I think the little guys want you to give them rides, too."

[giri_guy]

*slowly* Yes, very impressive. Suits you. Go slow on the high-grade, Starscream, okay? For 'Plex's sake if nothing else.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream looks slightly affronted. "I'll have you know I can drink like this all night and still be standing! Besides, I don't intend to get any worse energized. Might do something stupid if I did, like comm Galvatron and tell him what I think of him. Again. Ta-ta!"

(Whether he'll be coherent is a whole 'nother issue. And he'll find something else really stupid to do.)

Starscream starts to drift off, in the peculiar Brownian motion that circulates people through parties...

[giri_guy]

*watches him go for a moment*

...Oh, man. *facepalm*