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[soldierbee]

So correct me if I'm wrong, but someone around here must know where I can get some energon, right?

The high-grade stuff. ...or low-grade, but I'd rather not have to clean myself out first thing in the morning.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

... The bar usually has it. That is where Ratchet and I always got ours.

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[soldierbee]

Yeah? Is it good?

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Works well enough. Nothing to clog your systems... which is unfortunate for me.

[Fun Fact: Ironhide likes bad energon.]

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[soldierbee]

You're so weird.

Come with me!

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[heavyweaponsbot]

You get to my age, you develop tastes. Not weird.

... What, now?

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[soldierbee]

Come with me to get some? You can't go drinking by yourself, that's lame.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

... fine. You can take the good stuff. I will relieve you of the bad.

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[soldierbee]

[SQUEAL]

I'll meet you at the entrance!

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[That may have been a laugh there.]

Sure. Be there soon.

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[soldierbee]

[Drinking with one's superiors is always kind of like a rite of passage, so Bumblebee always feels all cool and grown up when he gets to do grown up things with the grown up Autobots.

Man he is so awesome and cool. Totally.

Bumblebee rolls on up and transforms; hopefully he doesn't have to loiter around for too long, though he's beginning to rethink calling Ironhide out so abruptly if his hip is still bothering him.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide's hip has been bothering him since the Egyptians raised the first pyramid. It's nothing new.

So when he arrives at the bar, yes, he's still limping. And yes, his transformation still sparks, and grinds. But he doesn't look particularly perturbed about it.

He limps over to 'Bee, looking rather amused, in fact.]

[commentlog!] BAWWW IRONHIDE ;A;

[soldierbee]

[Bumblebee waves a little eagerly, obviously excited about getting some energon for the first time in what has probably been a very long time. Since he left the Ark in search of the AllSpark, probably.

He chirps and initiates an uplink with Ironhide, just to have it ready for when they talk as they head inside.]

[commentlog!] WOULD YOU STOP THAT B|

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The link is accepted, and Ironhide keeps on moving, to collect said energon. He's been here way too may times, and therefore, knows exactly where it's kept.

He does, however, drop a hand onto 'Bee's shoulder, tugging him along.]

[commentlog!] I CAN'T HELP IT Dx

[soldierbee]

[There's a bit of a bounce in Bumblebee's step as they head over, but he'll let Ironhide rummage around since he doesn't know where the energon is kept. His "antennae" and door wings lift up in anticipation though, and he leans over the counter with a quizzical sound.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He notices the bounce, and quirks an optic ridge. Like an eyebrow raise. He grunts, and gives him a playful shove back off the counter. There's a couple cubes already in his other hand.]

Crowding me. Back off.

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[soldierbee]

[Bumblebee makes a dissatisfied buzzing sound but backs off just enough to be out of immediate reach. He kind of hovers around, messing with some bottles and clinking them together.

COME ON HURRY UP JEEZ

Ironhide you are so cranky all the time. It's endearing though, don't ever change.]