Bonding Party!

[icemasta]

It’s not exactly a celebrity wedding, but considering a lack of budget Snowcat and Demolishor have done pretty well for themselves. The words “BONDING PARTY HERE” have been spray-painted on the door in purple, along with a big Decepticon symbol on both the door and the wall. For tonight, the assembly room is Decepticon territory

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[attair_al_fada]

The Starscream with the F-22 wings looks at Pyro distractedly for a moment. Oh, hey, we're babbling our family secrets in public. Let's not.

"He's an idiot with my name and colors. That's annoying. He pulls off his freaking wings! And hits people with the edges!" Starscream winces all over. Wingblade's habit of doing the same thing also gave him the creeps, but he's not going to mention that.

Optics widened almost imperceptibly. // Chance. Fate. I fell into his path at the moment I was in a bit of trouble, and he was most... vulnerable. // He understands the significance of the envy and shock--and it fills him with dismay.

If I had not found Sky when I did... He remembered all too well how bitter and angry and despondent and lost and so utterly lonely he had been.

// Where-- what happened to your Skyfire?// he asks, and takes a step forward. He cannot keep the pain out of his voice--he is Starscream, creature of quicksilver emotions for all to see. This is himself, as he would have been, as he sometimes feared he'd wake up and find out he still was, and the other's anguish is so very much his.

[0ut_of_sight]

And meanwhile, Echoshift leaves the Starscreams to their conversation and heads elsewhere.

[air_commander]

Fewer witnesses, then, which is probably for the good. Starscream can't help quivering with caution and restrained emotion. He knows the other, since it is him, and thus can figure only too easily how risky it is to tell him what he's about to tell him now, what reaction he might invite.

He tells him still, for a reason he can't quite discern. Perhaps it is that he owes his other self as much? //He is dead from my hand. He can't have survived in the state I left him in... yet, I've never seen him on the other side.// There is an utterly vulnerable frown at the last admission.

[attair_al_fada]

At first, there's only shock, numbing him and paralyzing his circuits like a cannon shot through the cockpit. In its wake comes horror, a rising tide of desperate denial struggling with realization--this is not so unexpected. There were dark and bitter moments back then, after Skyfire rejected him for the Autobots--but he'd never quite gone through with them. Either the Autobots stopped him, or something else came up; then came the escapade with Dr. Arkeville's Exponential Generator, and it's aftermath: Skyfire taught him to fear his anger.

// You fool! What did you do--don't answer that yet. // He almost lunges for the refreshments stand, grabs a couple of kegs of high grade, and then returns. He plants a hand firmly on the other Starscream's back and pushes him towards the nearest exit.

// This place is too damn public and one of us is going to pop a breaker or three! Outside--there's some nice, private rooftops. I've still got enough of Red's security codes to shutdown his cameras. //

[air_commander]

The other Starscream's shock and horror is met with equal shock from his counterpart. What he feels doesn't quite reach the point of remorse, but there's some intense sympathy for the other Starscream. It's all too obvious that the thought of what he's done causes the other pain.

//What do you want to do with me outside? Execute me as I executed him? I'm already as dead as you are!// Despite those wary words, Starscream does let the other Starscream usher him outside - after all, his pride demands that they not have their impending blow-up in front of witnesses. Starscream business stays between the Starscreams.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream finally remembers he has two possibly confused zambonis on his shoulders just before he leaves. He carefully sets them on the ground.

"Four, Five, you need to find another playmate for now. We got private stuff to talk about, so--" he looks around quickly, "go check out that little squishy over by Snowcat. He'll think you're neat."

//Hey! You're me, you know I'm not that dumb. Besides,// Starscream tosses Starscream the other can of energon, //since when do I get the drinks for someone I'm going to shoot?//

Once they get outside--and the weather is the usual mid-Oregon weather this time of the year, no more freak snowfalls to marvel at--Starscream continues, //You know as well as I do that neither of us can keep from showing everything we feel all over our pretty faces, so unless you really want to share with half the Nexus-- we both suddenly felt a need for fresh air. Got it?// He hovers, waiting for the other Starscream to follow him to a fairly high rooftop nearby.

"Bye-bye, Red's Candid Cameras!" The security code shuts down the cameras and pick-ups in the area; only if Metroplex should consciously decide to check out the area will they come back on.

//Now, what did you do, and when? I heard the word 'execute'... and I'm thinking you did something colossally stupid that I only thought real hard about doing.//

[icemasta]

The little zambonis wave at him and wander off--to where someone spilt a canister of energon on the floor. Floor candy is the best!

[air_commander]

((answers will happen here))