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WHO: DW Skywarp and Starscream!
WHAT: DRUNKEN REVELRY
WHERE: On top of a scenic tower somewhere, where they won't be immediately picked up by security.
WHEN: Now-ish
WARNINGS/NOTES: Drunkenness. Over-imbibing of Potent Substances (that is, very nice high-grade.)
So Starscream had managed to keep out of his reach for a few days. Enough that Skywarp both had time to prepare and for the news of TransTech Shockwave's capture and their subsequently (possibility of) being sent home.
If he wasn't so determined of getting Starscream overcharged, Skywarp would have been already. Finally going back home! He didn't care what Starscream said and no one else was around.
He'd missed Thundercracker, slag it all.
But, right now it was time for something else.
"Okay, here we are! An' don't think you're gettin' away," Skywarp huffed and pushed Starscream closer to the two very strangely placed and comfortable high-end (and made for flyers) chairs with quite a few cubes stacked around them.
"C'mon, Starscream. Just look at it as celebratin' we're goin' home, or a goin' away sort of thing!"
He wasn't sure what Starscream would do, really. It was hard to say, this Starscream was both very much the same in some ways, and in others... not really.
WHAT: DRUNKEN REVELRY
WHERE: On top of a scenic tower somewhere, where they won't be immediately picked up by security.
WHEN: Now-ish
WARNINGS/NOTES: Drunkenness. Over-imbibing of Potent Substances (that is, very nice high-grade.)
So Starscream had managed to keep out of his reach for a few days. Enough that Skywarp both had time to prepare and for the news of TransTech Shockwave's capture and their subsequently (possibility of) being sent home.
If he wasn't so determined of getting Starscream overcharged, Skywarp would have been already. Finally going back home! He didn't care what Starscream said and no one else was around.
He'd missed Thundercracker, slag it all.
But, right now it was time for something else.
"Okay, here we are! An' don't think you're gettin' away," Skywarp huffed and pushed Starscream closer to the two very strangely placed and comfortable high-end (and made for flyers) chairs with quite a few cubes stacked around them.
"C'mon, Starscream. Just look at it as celebratin' we're goin' home, or a goin' away sort of thing!"
He wasn't sure what Starscream would do, really. It was hard to say, this Starscream was both very much the same in some ways, and in others... not really.