Booze, the universal bonding agent [Active/Closed]

[governorkang]

Who: Glit and Kang
What: Drinking and sharing of information!
Where: The Blue Deployer
Notes: Backdated a few weeks because I fail D:

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[no_glitter_plz]

Glit sauntered through the doors as though he owned the place - an impressive feat, considering his size relative to just about everyone else in the Deployer. After a word with the bartender, the cassette managed to locate the draconian and leapt up onto the chair opposite without so much as a by-your-leave.

"You're - what was it - Kang, then?"

[governorkang]

"That's me," Kang nodded in greeting, taking a moment to get a good look at Glit. He was tiny for a Cybertronian; smaller even than the average draconian. He definitely didn't seem like the type to let that fact bother him, though, with the confident way he carried himself.

"It's Glit, right?" Weird name, but his own was probably weird to the cassette.

[no_glitter_plz]

Glit sat up alertly, ears swiveling to monitor the argument level of the mechs across the room, and put his forepaws on the table. The position still left his head considerably below Kang's. "That'd be me," the cassette replied. "So what were you wanting to know?"

[governorkang]

"I know you're not all from the same, ah, universe," Kang began, leaning forward slightly with his elbows on the table. "I'm curious, though, what your war is about. I don't intend to get involved with either side unless something drastic occurs; I just want to go home to my family and nation, and it's not my business. But, I'm stuck here with all of you, and I've never liked lacking such important details about my surroundings."