LOG: A Mech to Mech Talk
'Cade and Springer have a little talk after the thrilling rescue of Arcee...
Barricade: *He slipped into the common room, heading right for the bar*
Springer: *Already sitting at the bar, cube in hand and waiting, expression carefully neutral*
Barricade: *He grabbed two cubes and headed for Springer, sitting down opposite him* ..... *cube good. he took a looonnnng drink..*
Springer: *takes a deep swig off his own, steadying his nerves. There's a thousand things running through his mind right now, relief and joy that Arcee is /safe/ now....and that she's apparentally bonded to a...a 'con...*
Springer: When?
Barricade: .....About a month after we arrived on earth. *He knew what he was talking about, and sipped again*
Springer: *nods, taking a drink* ...how did you met?
DntTrstBarricade: ...First time..was on the battlefields /Vorns/ ago. First time neither of us killed another. *quietly*
Springer: *nods again, expression never changing* Didn't think it was that long...
Barricade: Our Bond is only a few earth months old....*he growled darkly* ..or was...
springactionhero: *winces, remembering what Arcee said: "...broke it..."*
Barricade: ...yes. It's....extremely painful. *takes another long drink, tossing the already empty cube to the side*
Springer: ...bastard... *he says it so softly that the word's almost lost*
Barricade: ....*he eyed him* ....So what's your story?
Springer: *sits the half empty cube aside and, expression still unmoved, begins quietly* Met when we were just sparklings...
Barricade: *he sat back to listen*
Springer: ...I... *laughs softly* I guess you could say it was a dumb, chilldhood crush.
Barricade: ...Really? *he wondered something* ...Why didn't you try to get with her?
Springer: *Raises an optic, looking a bit scandalized by that.*
Springer: I... It wouldn't have done.
Barricade: ...Why not? *Yes, he's curious.*
Springer: *picks the cube back up and finishes it in a gulp* Because... Because that's not how you treat a /lady/.
Springer: Call me old fashioned, but I... I could never even bring myself to do more than give her a peck on the cheek.
Barricade: ...She's....definately something...*whispered as he starts on his second cube, thinking..*
Springer: ...yeah. *Dreamy--no, /unworldly/ look of adoration on his face now as he thinks back to the first time he saw Arcee*
Springer: ...she's truly something.
Barricade: .....I'm not certain what to do with this. *very, very quietly*
Springer ...hm? *Blinks, coming back to reality at the sound of 'Cade's voice*
Springer: *he looks over at the 'con, then puts a friendly hand on his shoulder*
Barricade: *he looked up at him, blinking* ...Yes?
Springer: It'll turn out alright, 'Cade. *Squeezes, then lets go* She's... she's a tough gal.
Barricade: ...I know. She is. We...We've been through a lot. *he growled again* ...Nemesis will die one way or another....*angry at the whole situation.*
Springer: *nods* Yeah. And if you aren't the one to rip his slagging spark out--or whatever piece of garbage he has for a spark--, then I'll do it for both of you.
Barricade: ....Thank you. He better pray I never see him again, though.
Springer: *laughs and picks up a fresh cube* Amen to that...
Springer: ...shame about the dog, though...
Barricade: ...I don't trust the dog.
Springer: *drinks* ...didn't either, at first.
Barricade: ...I still don't. *drinks*
Springer: It's...it's a question of loyalty and devotion. *gulp* Dumb critter doesn't know any better. The only master it's probably ever known is that slagger. And so it goes back, even though he'll likely kill the sorry thing when it gets back...
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Springer: It's...it's a question of loyalty and devotion. *gulp* Dumb critter doesn't know any better. The only master it's probably ever known is that slagger. And so it goes back, even though he'll likely kill it...
Springer: [sorry if that's a double post]
Barricade: ....If that's the case...well, I don't feel sorry for it. Slagger deserves it if it's dumb enough to go back there. *makes a face and drinks more*
Springer: *just shakes his head and drinks some more*
And that's a wrap!
Barricade: *He slipped into the common room, heading right for the bar*
Springer: *Already sitting at the bar, cube in hand and waiting, expression carefully neutral*
Barricade: *He grabbed two cubes and headed for Springer, sitting down opposite him* ..... *cube good. he took a looonnnng drink..*
Springer: *takes a deep swig off his own, steadying his nerves. There's a thousand things running through his mind right now, relief and joy that Arcee is /safe/ now....and that she's apparentally bonded to a...a 'con...*
Springer: When?
Barricade: .....About a month after we arrived on earth. *He knew what he was talking about, and sipped again*
Springer: *nods, taking a drink* ...how did you met?
DntTrstBarricade: ...First time..was on the battlefields /Vorns/ ago. First time neither of us killed another. *quietly*
Springer: *nods again, expression never changing* Didn't think it was that long...
Barricade: Our Bond is only a few earth months old....*he growled darkly* ..or was...
springactionhero: *winces, remembering what Arcee said: "...broke it..."*
Barricade: ...yes. It's....extremely painful. *takes another long drink, tossing the already empty cube to the side*
Springer: ...bastard... *he says it so softly that the word's almost lost*
Barricade: ....*he eyed him* ....So what's your story?
Springer: *sits the half empty cube aside and, expression still unmoved, begins quietly* Met when we were just sparklings...
Barricade: *he sat back to listen*
Springer: ...I... *laughs softly* I guess you could say it was a dumb, chilldhood crush.
Barricade: ...Really? *he wondered something* ...Why didn't you try to get with her?
Springer: *Raises an optic, looking a bit scandalized by that.*
Springer: I... It wouldn't have done.
Barricade: ...Why not? *Yes, he's curious.*
Springer: *picks the cube back up and finishes it in a gulp* Because... Because that's not how you treat a /lady/.
Springer: Call me old fashioned, but I... I could never even bring myself to do more than give her a peck on the cheek.
Barricade: ...She's....definately something...*whispered as he starts on his second cube, thinking..*
Springer: ...yeah. *Dreamy--no, /unworldly/ look of adoration on his face now as he thinks back to the first time he saw Arcee*
Springer: ...she's truly something.
Barricade: .....I'm not certain what to do with this. *very, very quietly*
Springer ...hm? *Blinks, coming back to reality at the sound of 'Cade's voice*
Springer: *he looks over at the 'con, then puts a friendly hand on his shoulder*
Barricade: *he looked up at him, blinking* ...Yes?
Springer: It'll turn out alright, 'Cade. *Squeezes, then lets go* She's... she's a tough gal.
Barricade: ...I know. She is. We...We've been through a lot. *he growled again* ...Nemesis will die one way or another....*angry at the whole situation.*
Springer: *nods* Yeah. And if you aren't the one to rip his slagging spark out--or whatever piece of garbage he has for a spark--, then I'll do it for both of you.
Barricade: ....Thank you. He better pray I never see him again, though.
Springer: *laughs and picks up a fresh cube* Amen to that...
Springer: ...shame about the dog, though...
Barricade: ...I don't trust the dog.
Springer: *drinks* ...didn't either, at first.
Barricade: ...I still don't. *drinks*
Springer: It's...it's a question of loyalty and devotion. *gulp* Dumb critter doesn't know any better. The only master it's probably ever known is that slagger. And so it goes back, even though he'll likely kill the sorry thing when it gets back...
Send Message Failed. Message is too long.
Springer: It's...it's a question of loyalty and devotion. *gulp* Dumb critter doesn't know any better. The only master it's probably ever known is that slagger. And so it goes back, even though he'll likely kill it...
Springer: [sorry if that's a double post]
Barricade: ....If that's the case...well, I don't feel sorry for it. Slagger deserves it if it's dumb enough to go back there. *makes a face and drinks more*
Springer: *just shakes his head and drinks some more*
And that's a wrap!