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Sep 26, 2009 02:20

WHO: Blackarachnia and Sky Lynx
WHERE: BA’s favourite bar
WHEN: 9/25; evening
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Sky Lynx wants to be the helpful Autobot he can be and BA’s agreed to talk with him.
FORMAT: Whatever

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† blackarachnia | n/a, † sky lynx | skylar lyon

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superior_tech September 26 2009, 07:31:28 UTC
It had taken a little longer then normal for him, as the lack of flight and his now, very tiny size, meant traveling was a bit of actual work. The random people jostling him did not help, as it was disheartening so few could stop and admire his true grandeur as they once did.

Thus it was with a bit more enthusiasm that he bounced into the bar, okay the now having two legs and not four may just have helped in making him awkwardly off balance. No wonder most Cybertronians could be knocked over easily with such unstable root modes.

But, that even looked dignified in his mind as he started to look around. He maybe should have at least asked for a designation to ask around for.

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blk_arachnia September 26 2009, 07:44:35 UTC
In the time it took him to make his way to the bar Blackarachnia had already ordered, received and downed about half of a drink. The whole time her eyes were trained on the door.

Finally, he stumbled in. Almost immediately the femme was able to figure out it was him. He way he seemed out of place, slightly unsteady on his legs. Obviously not used to his smaller size or the now squishy body.

She grinned as she stood and made her way toward him. Obviously calling out his name would gain more attention than she would have intended.

"Sky Lynx I take it?"

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superior_tech September 26 2009, 07:55:31 UTC
"Ah yes, and in my haste I over-sighted to gain your designation."

And that grinned is repaid with a large smile of his own, as a beacon and bastion for others to look towards in the war he must be able to show confidence at all times.

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blk_arachnia September 26 2009, 08:06:11 UTC
"Mmn, yes it's Blackarachnia." she replied as she motioned for him to follow her.

Once back at the table she reclaimed her seat and took a sip of her drink. "Would you like anything to eat or drink? I imagine you're probably hungry." she asked, red eyes leveling on him.

In the darker space of her claimed corner the glow her eyes gave off was all the more noticeable.

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