Need a drink.....

[pastwillhaunt]

Payday is today, and there are no good bars on Earth, so a 35 foot movie-style chunk of black metal and quietly sullen attitude walks into Pyros and walks over to the bar to order his usual ration grade spiked with enough additives to make it like corrode-wires bootleg high-grade. His mirrored visor is down over his optics, and as he gives his

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[md1032]

((Sorry about the late reply, I've had to save the world, Lois work and such to deal with.))

Magnum, Pyro's triadmate and a transformer of similar size and build to the new transformer, is wandering the bar and playing "make sure the customers are happy."

He waves. "Hey, haven't seen you before. You enjoying yourself?"

[pastwillhaunt]

Dreadnought blinks beneath his visor at being spoken to, but shrugs one shoulder amiably enough. "First time I've been here... and not really."

((It's all good. lol))

[md1032]

Magnum looks over at the bar, the barbot working at the counter waves. "Anything I can do to put you in a better mood?"

[pastwillhaunt]

-Short of stringing up a certain Autobot with a target on his spark compartment?- he thinks, then shrugs again, moody this time, and holds up his drink. "This's good. You run this place?"

Rusty on the conversation? Yeah...