Space-Coyote Ugly [OPEN]

[aircommanderp]

WHO: Starscream and [OPEN]
WHAT: Starscream does his less than flattering job. It's Starscream's shift and patrons are allowed to come in and request a dance for a small fee. Make sure you have plenty of credits, though, he'll want good tips!
WHERE: The Mile High Club.
WHEN: TONIGHT BROTHA.
WARNINGS/NOTES: This is one of those FUN threads where

Comments

sorry for the delay....you are so dazzling I got shy ^_^;

[sniperdusk]

"I was informed you're like the most talented one here," Xigbar reiterated, smiling broadly and sizing up the Seeker as best he could from his new vantage point, his gaze pointedly lingering on wingtips. "…Huh. Even if you're one of the blobby ones. But that's cool. Makes you more limber, right? You'll do."

"Aaaand...right, right…a song. I get to choose…?" In flash of fuchsia light, Xigbar suddenly exited the beverage, completely dry and now at eye level with the jet's optics…and also upside-down. He paced the empty air as though it were solid ground, unperturbed that the rest of club had not bothered to shift its directional axis along with him, intent as he was in studying the extensive song collection uploaded to his communicator. Previewing the lyrics, he selected one that seemed to mention the singer's "heart" quite a bit - which always amused him.

(( Sorry this wasn't on YT = Hooked by Seabound ))

"Oh…if ya want the energon there…help yourself," he gestured off-handedly at his abandoned cube. "Think I'm done with it. Wasn't really doing it for me today."

O U.

[aircommanderp]

Starscream gave the man a quizzical look. How could he simply walk on nothing like that? Damned humans- it had to be some kind of trick, and he wasn't about to make a fool out of himself simply asking. Especially the way he spoke to him.

"You had better hope I don't catch you after my shift."

The selected song was sent over the comm link to the DJ who gracefully shifted into it.

"And that is disgusting." Like he would drink energon after some organic had his grubby self soaking in it.

Still, he hopped up on the nearest table, and as if on cue, several of the other waitresses and waiters followed his example.

It was easy to do things in synch when you had a dance program installed that let you match the movements of the rest of the crew.