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Post by Bruiser Maximus on Apr 11, 2015 23:08:24 GMT
Bruiser sat up from his chair.
I'll give you two some privacy, Rifle meet me in my lab. Here's a map of the place so you know where to find me.
Bruiser said handing over a holo-map of the Autobot base. This would show quite a bit of trust as Rifle could easily leave and give this information to the Decepticons.
Bruiser would then exit the bar, leaving his credits on the bar for payment for the energon.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2015 23:15:40 GMT
Rifle would nod and take the Holo-map.
T..thanks for everything. He would look at the map and drinks a little of his highgrade.
Don't worry, if something bad happens, you both can easly comm me and ask for a bit f help.
The predacon turns at Rifle and drinks too.
Now, I have to tell you a lot of thing.
The same here Whiteclaw, now let's try if we can recover some of your precious memories...
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 12, 2015 13:03:59 GMT
Entering silently and finding a seat at the end of the bar, Astrinal placed her elbows on the counter, then brushed a servo over her faceplate in a tired way. Out of all the feelings she could hold, disappointment was the first thing that came to mind. The plan had simmered to be utterly useless. I guess I'm gonna' have to get use to hot headedness and LOTS of selfless idiots. she thought. Astrinal had no clue who the bartender was, so she merely leaned over the counter and picked up the first high grade, not even caring what it is. Then, opening the beer bottle equivalent of a cube, Astrinal dipped her helm downwards in a dark matter.
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 12, 2015 18:08:28 GMT
"That will be 3 credits. Normally 9 but you look desperate and your the new head of spies right?"
*He slides over a glass.*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2015 23:57:31 GMT
Rifle would continue looking at the map of the autobot base. At first, he thought the map was a joke, but then he notices he has a genuine map. Whiteclaw would look at the map too. The couple of neutrals would continue watching the map for some seconds. THe RIfle's attentoin would be focused by thr newcomer, but then he would back to drink his cube
Then, Whiteclaw would approach to the barman with his empty cube to ask something.
Sorry for bad time we have caused, My apologies in the name of my friend and the other mech who has gone. I have to say, but I would be happy if you can reply this question. what do i need to change my status as a 'guest and change it to be and 'official' member of the autobots? I have seen the hospitality of all this people, but I don't want to stay in this place as a lazy predacon.
Rifle would continue drinking his highgrade slow. He likes to enjoy every flavor of the drink. In his opinion, that highgrades tastes kinda weird, but he does not complain yet. he notices some half dry tears on his face and cleans his face with a small cloth he has. His sight is focused at Whiteclaw, who would be talking to the bartender.
I hope to get the Whiteclaw's memory back, and, if i can, to look for a solution to get my voice back, after that, I'll leave this base forever, but i'll say i want to be a part of those autobots, only for Whiteclaw.
He doesn't like the idea to belong to a group as he is a free spirit who like to enjoy the life and travel around the world without rules. The fact to belong to a faction would make him feel akward because, in his opinion, he would lost some of his 'freedoms'.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 13, 2015 12:07:03 GMT
"That will be 3 credits. Normally 9 but you look desperate and your the new head of spies right?"*He slides over a glass.* Looking up, Astrinal looked at the drink that was slid to her. In return, she slid back the required amount of credits. "Eh, rough day I suppose." She said, taking another sip of her high grade.
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 14, 2015 20:05:46 GMT
"Then you would have to speak to the Prime about that, she's away I think right now. She's being rushed so much as the Prime now."
*He looks at Astrinal with a raised optic brow, his wolf blade ear like flaps moving a little to listen.*
"Want to talk about it? Or lose yourself in the bottle?"
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 15, 2015 12:17:34 GMT
"I haven't had a drink since the beginning of the exodus, kid." Astrinal looked up with a half moppy, and half amused look. "But I guess both of them choices would work."
Astrinal finished off the rest of her drink swiftly, then washing the drink back. She then placed the empty cube on the table, letting her digits slowly slip off it's surface. "Let's see, I died today, was brought back to life, Had one of my men yelled at for following orders- in A19 standards. Then, I introduced a plan, they accepted it, and ran off into a portal to confront the target-" Astrinal sighed, bringing a servo to her forehead. "Now that I'm in the Autobot ranks again, I'm gonna' have to get use to people doing selfless, indiotic things before thinking. Not that it's an insult or anything..."
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 15, 2015 19:56:19 GMT
"Sounds like a normal day at the office hun. So I take it the plan backfired then? Why not repurpose it then?"
*Helix smiled at Astrinal, being friendly.*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2015 23:01:02 GMT
Speak to the prime? I would try t, but I would feel kina intimidated, but of Rifle doesn't it in my name...., no, I'm sure he wont be able to do something like that.
White thought, The reason because he would like t oi to the autobot is just to look for a bit of protection. Whithout familly and only with his mercenary friend, Whteclaw feels a bit bleak. The mech nods to Helix and backs with Rifle.
After share some stories, the two tall mechs would laugh a little, but then Rifle stands up and leaves his highgrade empity.
What's up?
I need to do some business, so, I'll look for that mech, but I want to go alone, ok? Also, if you can find a room to stay, that will be fantastic.
Rifle gives some credits to Wahiteclaw.
Take them, if you need another cube, you can take a bit of my credits, and by sure to pay my highgrade.
The black mech picks his hybrid weapon and leaves the place with the map in one of his servos. His footsteps were heard along the corridors until disappearing
Whiteclaw would reamin in the place for a little longer. And ask for another lowgrade to Helix.
I just want to know, if the other 'Whiteclaw' was a better version or a worst one of myself, I dunno. I'm not sure if the Whiteclaw that Blackhertz use to talk about is me...
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 15, 2015 23:03:52 GMT
"Sounds like a normal day at the office hun. So I take it the plan backfired then? Why not repurpose it then?"*Helix smiled at Astrinal, being friendly.* "The plan was designed to lure Dark Mercy. There's now way to alter it if he's in custody." Scratching the rim of her second energon cube, Astrinal took another swig. "But that energon is still hanging around the hills. Perhaps it could still be harvested.."
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 16, 2015 5:15:21 GMT
*Helix gets another drink for Whiteclaw, then another cube for Astrinal. He listens to the neutral pair and says.*
"You can sleep in the Arcade rooms if you wish, its like a hotel room. We only have them to let mechs cool off and sober up."
*Helix then looks back to Astrinal with an encouraging smile.*
"There is always that, unless you want to lure another con and capture them for info. Please love, on the house, you deserve it."
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 16, 2015 15:52:14 GMT
*Helix gets another drink for Whiteclaw, then another cube for Astrinal. He listens to the neutral pair and says.* "You can sleep in the Arcade rooms if you wish, its like a hotel room. We only have them to let mechs cool off and sober up."*Helix then looks back to Astrinal with an encouraging smile.* "There is always that, unless you want to lure another con and capture them for info. Please love, on the house, you deserve it."Astrinal's shoulders rolled back as if the words struck her, which the gloomy dark look disappeared from her optics and posture. Then, in an awkward stiff position, Astrinal took a swig of her energon cube. Then, in a moment of silence, she would replace her posture, now back in a bent over state. "Oh Helix, If I were in a sarcastic mood, I'd kiss you on the cheek and be off my way. But that'd be awful weird of me- and make me look a tad bit drunk."
Then, with a small grin, she shrugged. "The only problem with THAT is trying to find a target. Without knowing the current lord of the decepticons and ranks.."
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 16, 2015 17:23:40 GMT
"Haha! Don't dare do that, my wife gets very jealous and she would hunt you if you did that. She is also an AI that can view the cameras hehe."
*He nods as he thinks about this problem. He then shrugs.*
"I cannot help with that. Maybe when Primal comes back from her mission."
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Post by Taggon on Apr 17, 2015 14:28:14 GMT
Taggon emerged from the entrance. He had a slightly beaten frame, but he was walking as if his ribcage didn't hurt a scrap, so many could take the assumption that either he'd had worse, or he could just deal with it. The vehicon found his Commander chatting with the bartender. Taggon bought little but the word 'kiss' and 'wife' causing his optics to widen. A vast array of thoughts swirled through his helm, half of them scenarios where he would pull out a knife and make sure Helix wasn't just screwing around with Astrinal for the fun of it. It only took a nano click for Taggon realize Astrinal would be more likely to do that then the animal like bartender. Taggon had been involved in the mechs rescue, but he didn't know much about him. The vehicon wordlessly pulled out some cubits from his arm compartment, before stationing himself on a seat nadjacent to Astrinal. He would still give her her space, but he still had his audios keened on the two now. What the frag where these two talking about. Taggon sorted through spare data that he knew on Helix: He was the son of Feenixfire Primal, he had the alternate mode of a wolf, he was supposedly a married mech, he was the bartender of this place, not much of a fighter, though his strength and speed where not to be underestimated. Points of weakness: Helm, neck, elbow sockets...and tail. Taggon mused. Without moving his helm, he took a glance at Astrinal. The way she moved, rolling back, and swigging her drink, she was maybe a little toasted. it only made Taggon glad he restricted himself from getting drunk himself. "May I request five low grades please? Four would just be in needles...my energon rations that I keep on my person are low." Taggon asked helix without any hint of expression of his thoughts. He would just have to get out of his war-machine mode..if that was possible..for the time being and act as much as a normal mech as he could. Taggon for a moment wanted to laugh at himself. Me? Normal? I am losing my taste. Taggon noted. Which reminded him, he needed to get to his trans-ups, a training session with Diamond, and make sure his chess pieces for the latest set-up on his game board were set. A Target needed to be eliminated...and Taggon knew just the mech for the job. Taggon himself couldn't do the dirty work though he would gladly. At the moment, a distant approach would be the best. Presently, he needed to make sure he was well supplied. Taggon didn't know the next time he'd be able to stalk up on fuel and get supplies, or if he'd get stranded somewhere. He needed to be prepared. Plus, the appetite of an Avacon was a large one, he'd probably have a garde and a half after a little while.
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Post by Shatterbeam on Apr 17, 2015 14:41:56 GMT
Windtalker, still perched on Taggon's shoulder, looked about the place, taking low-info scans of everyone in the room. Five low grades? Hmm. But Taggon was hurt.... Windtalker touched his beak to Taggon's helm, getting his comm signal to communicate with him.
Taggon, hmm? That's what I've heard people call you. How'd ya get that name?
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 17, 2015 20:49:17 GMT
"Coming right up."
*He gets the normal drink for taggon first, and after it was handed over, he started on the needle shots.*
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Post by Riptide on Apr 17, 2015 21:09:24 GMT
Riptide then enters the bar. The blue mech was colored brown from the dried mud caked over his armor, and a twig was sticking out from his helm. Everytime the mech took a step, a few flakes of dirt would come off. Spotting Astrinal at the bar, Riptide walked over to her, sitting down at the counter and placing a few credits on it.
Two high grades Helix.
He said bluntly before facing Ast.
Sorry bab- I mean ma'am, I couldn't find Taggon. Believe me, I searched everywhere. It's like he just up and disappeared.
He sighed and turned back around, before waving at Taggon.
Hey Tag- oh frag me....
Riptide facepalmed, causing some more dirt to flake off.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 17, 2015 21:25:49 GMT
"Ya, I suppose when Prime come's around, she'll be able to identify a good target.."
Then, out of the corner of her optic, Astrinal noticed Taggon sit down first. He seemed to ignore her for a blank second, before he spoke and made his order. Astrinal slightly tilted her helm to look at the vehicon. "When was the last time we sat in the same room together, like good old war pals- and blowing other being's heads off. Ya' know, it's been a LONG time." Just when she was about to open her intake to speak, Riptide made his presence and- yet again- came out with a good old fashion 'babe'. Astrinal turned to look at Riptide, which she raised an optical ridge. She saw the blue mech look at Taggon, which she smirked slightly.
"Ya, he has a tendency of doing that. It keeps people on there toes. " Although she wasn't looking at Taggon, small humored, teasing look was intended for her SiC.
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Post by Helix and Midna on Apr 18, 2015 6:56:41 GMT
*He hands the three energon needle shots over and the bill of 10 credits, the bill didn't mention the first drink though so that one was on the house. He nods to Riptide and gets on with making the drinks, he makes the first one and hands it over.
Listening like a hawk. Perks of being a wallflower eh? XD*
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