[Vortex is pleased. Not only does he have rust sticks, oil cake, high grade and a data pad full of games and stuff to read (all thanks to
Fireflight, who promised to break him out if Cyclonus forgot about him), he also has a team mate too.
[Not that he wants Blast Off to be in the brig. He'd prefer they were out in the desert somewhere under a wide open sky, but it's better than being by himself.
[The only problem is that they're nowhere near each other.
[
Blast Off’s cell is about half way down the row. It's accessible to visitors, but proceed with caution. His least favourite commander just
ruined the only fun time he had in the Nexus since his arrival. Oh, and he’s hungover.]
[Vortex sends out a comm to everyone except Cyclonus, Scorponok and Inferno - because Cyclonus wouldn't approve, Scorponok isn't talking to him, and Vortex thinks that Inferno would probably tell Scorponok, who would tell Cyclonus]
Sexy mechs of Nexusville. Party in the brig. Bring your own high grade.
Visiting time is still whenever Cyclonus isn't looking.
[OPEN POST - free free to visit or comm either or both of them]