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leela1 in sages_of_chaos

This is not the nexus I thought it was

Mar 21, 2009 01:09

"Nope, nope, that's not supposed to be there. Could have sworn that second portal was on the left, not the right. And - oh hells bells! Where the hell did this lake come from? This wasn't here before ( Read more... )

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random_xtras March 21 2009, 22:11:53 UTC

Mornbein watches for a few moments from where she's standing on Megatron's shoulder, then sniggers.

"Ya try followin' yer nose?"

leela1 March 22 2009, 03:31:24 UTC

She looks up. And up. And grins.

"I don't think that it was that kind of shoe. More along the lines of a statue of a shoe maybe?"

random_xtras March 22 2009, 03:41:01 UTC

Thankfully she doesn't have to look too far. He's only a G1 style Megatron. He does, however, quirk a grave, serious small grin back at her.

Mornbein snorts and quirks her double pierced eyebrow. "That kinda joint still got their own fraggin' smell."

leela1 March 22 2009, 04:48:25 UTC

Now that causes a slightly raised eyebrow. Not at the person, but at their choice of words. After all, there aren't that many people in the nexus who say 'fragging' and she might just know a few of them. Including the one who she went bar-brawling with not long ago. Big guy, white skin, red eyes, chain around the wrist, smokes a cigar. Yea, that guy.

"True, but I don't have that keen a sense of smell." She shrugs.

random_xtras March 22 2009, 05:03:42 UTC

This is an average size skinny 'teenage' girl, with white skin, bright blue eyes, a tendency to drink energon just to freak people out, and enough piercings to give any airport security heart attacks. Oh yeah, and little points on her ears, and teeth.

"You can't smell food 'n booze?" She pushes her hair back, then growls and knocks Megatron upside the head as he hunkers down to look more closely at the purple-haired woman. "Watch it, bastich! I'm slaggin' standin' on yer $@$#@$#@ aft."

leela1 March 22 2009, 05:21:00 UTC

"I could, if I weren't smelling so like someone's dusty old closet already." She takes a sniff at her arm and nearly sneezes. Some of these portals look like they haven't been used in years!

More blinks. Lots more. The looks are familiar, in a round-about way. But that language is almost like coming home. "Booze? Take it you know the best bar around here?"

random_xtras March 22 2009, 05:26:34 UTC

"Best fer me." The girl smirks mightily and wriggles the bare toes that poke out from under her battered black jeans. "Doubt you got the gut fer it."

Then she sniffs and wrinkles her nose. "Fraggin' $#@#$%#$%."

leela1 March 22 2009, 07:19:35 UTC

"Best for you, huh? Should I ask?" Checking her watch, Leela shakes her head. "I don't have the gut for it today at least. Promised someone I'd meet them, an' I'm already late. Maybe some other time."

random_xtras March 22 2009, 19:15:42 UTC

"She drinks things that would kill most squishies and some machines," says Megatron gravely, then looks at Mornbein as she knocks him with her fist again.

"Whatever." She sniggers at the expression of grave inquiry on the Cybertronian's face, then points in a random direction. "Try goin' that way."

leela1 March 23 2009, 02:04:20 UTC

"That way?" She looks down the way, and nods. "My thanks to" looking from the Cybertronian to the teenager "To both of you."

random_xtras March 23 2009, 03:02:51 UTC

"What the frag ever." Mornbein shrugs, then turns and looks at something going on over there.

"You're welcome," says Megatron gravely.

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