It's been a while.

[autocommander]

But now he's gotten the chance to come in. The backwards-THX noise comes from the door as he walks in, and heads to the bar

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[always_k_i_t_t]

Something about that robot sitting there was familiar. With slightly pursed lips - lips that were settled at the rim of a glass of orange juice - he considered.

The appearance wasn't identical, he realised after a few moments, and that was what had thrown him off. Not to mention the size. His lips twitched into a smile as he approached and rather casually sat across the table from him.

"Hello," the human-shaped AI greeted. His hair was to his hips and caught up in a braid, his eyes a vivid red. His suit was impeccably pressed and sat on him as if it were tailored. "I believe that it may be time the two of us met."

[autocommander]

"Hello," Optimus replied. "I'm Optimus Prime."

And yes. It's that voice.

"Why is it time we met?"

[always_k_i_t_t]

[autocommander]

Optimus grasps the hand. Experience has taught him how to give a firm handshake without crushing human hands into a slurry.

"Really. That's an interesting coincidence." He glances at the man briefly. "Is the world you come from unexpectedly advanced? Your form appears to be a bit more advanced than most we've seen on the Earth we live on, unless you're using holograms... no, no, your hand feels like flesh."

Optimus chuckles. "Sorry. I've become something of a student of humanity since we came to Earth, so that I can understand how to live amongst them."

[born_to_it]

Oh -- robots! Apparently, there's nothing that doesn't exist here. Even robots.

Donovan finds it massively fascinating, but tries not to stare.

[autocommander]

Optimus notices, because he's old and wise and, well, you know, a robot in the middle of the bar with mostly organics around, and that tends to make him stand out.

Not a lot. But some.

He nods in acknowledgement to the young man looking at him, and raises the glass a bit, also in acknowledgement.

[born_to_it]

"Good morning," Donovan says, friendly.

Why shouldn't a robot be a person, he chides himself, like the droids in 'Star Wars'?

[autocommander]

"Good morning," he replies. "Nice to meet you. I am Optimus Prime."

[amanda_darieux]

Amanda loves to distract people from their paperwork. She comes up to the bar and an electric blue smoothie appears before her. Glancing over she notes the mechanical being. She has a vague memory of meeting another one here a long time ago. So she heads over and greets him.

"Good Morning" offering a friendly smile.

[autocommander]

"Good morning," he replies. "I think it may be afternoon for me, but I don't sleep, so it's somewhat relative after a while."

[amanda_darieux]

Amanda shrugs, "It could be afternoon. I just woke up so it's morning to me."

Offering her hand, "I'm Amanda."

[autocommander]

"That sounds as good a reason to declare morning as any." He takes the hand, shaking it, with a firm but not bone-crushing grip.

"I am Optimus Prime."

[fowl_beast]

Evil Chicken spotted the titan made of several metals from his perch in the rafters. Some metals were much more shinier than others. He had seen chrome before, but not on his world, and certainly not on a titan.

He flew in for a closer look. This titan is much more complex than he first assumed! It is animated by clockwork, pneumatics, and other things, not magic. So that is why this titan is made up of different metals!

So, a turkey sized rooster asks a mechanical titan, "Who made you?"

Evil Chicken intended that to be a rhetorical question.

[lissla_lissar]

"Good day, my Prime." she likes to tease him, sometimes, and drops a filial kiss on one side of the big 'bot's helmet.

"Do you desire help in the paperwork?"