getting to know you [in progress; semi-closed]

[androllout]

Who: The Autobots (mainly Optimus and Sentinel, but Jetfire, Metabee and Arcee are more than welcome to jump in), Greg Sanders, and Skeets. Add your own tags plz.
When: Sunday, May 3, afternoon/evening
Where: The Autobot Apartment
Summary: Skeets and Sanders might be moving into the Autobase! They're coming over to check it out, and get cased by

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[busterskeets]

Optimus had said that a suit was unnecessary, but Skeets had still tried to dress presentably, at least, with a dark yellow t-shirt under a neat blue shirt left partly unbuttoned, and dark blue jeans - casual-neat. And in Blue and Gold's colours, of course. His erstwhile teammates may no longer be here, but that didn't stop him from feeling some loyalty.

Not to mention, trying to recreate his own original look would have involved far too much gold spandex. Tacky.

He brushed a hand through his hair - still weird - and knocked on the door twice, then waited quietly. It would be good to at least get to know some of the other robots-turned-human in the City, even if he didn't end up living with them.

[theprimerprime]

Sentinel was in no mood for this. He was still in a fair bit of pain after last night's incident and being sociable was the last thing he felt like doing. He looked up, hearing the knock at the door, and sighed in aggravation.

"Optimus! Get the door, would you?"

[sandersrocksit]

Meanwhile, Greg tromped up to join Skeets at the door, giving him a friendly glance over. "Hey! You here about the apartments, too?"

He'd seen someone else was, he just hadn't known a face to put with the name. Er, number. That was a big problem with the boards thing. No names and no faces unless they were feeling video post-y. He himself was presentable enough for a video post, which he planned on making sooner or later: the blue t-shirt under a dun suit jacket and jeans was what he wore to work.

[androllout]

Optimus sighed at Sentinel's snappy order, but he cut the other Prime some slack. Last night's Jailbreak was had been rough on him.

He crossed the apartment, and opened the door, greeting both Skeets and Greg with a smile. He'd seen Greg around before, as they both worked at the station, but he hadn't much time to get to know him. This was his first time meeting Skeets, though.

Optimus smiled warmly at the two men on his threshold and stepped aside. "Come on in," he said, gesturing to the apartment.

It was fairly spacious, and with the wall gone, was almost a mirror image of itself. A large spacious room with a ragged seam in the middle where the wall had been knocked down, and kitchens on the far ends of both. Beyond the kitchens was a hallway containing two bathrooms and four rooms on each side, meaning four bathrooms and eight rooms total.

Pretty big, actually, considering. No wonder the extra rent was needed.