Nexus. The Black Dog. So A Guy Walks Into A Bar...
...with a talking tiger cub supported by one arm and an eeny tiny 'bot cradled in the other. He's moving in about the way that your average medical Bot would if attempting to carry a human infant: that is, very very very carefully and with a slight look of "eek" on his face. "Hang in there, little guy. If anything, we can get you fed here."
"Wooooooow, there are lots and lots of robots here!" Junior wiggles with excitement, voice gleeful. "That's so awesome!"
"This is a Cybertronian bar, Junior. Around here we're like Hobbits at that Human inn. Now remember your promise. No getting underfoot. You gotta stay near me."
"Uhkay."
Daimon is careful to stay out of the path of the larger patrons as he looks around for someone he knows.
"Wooooooow, there are lots and lots of robots here!" Junior wiggles with excitement, voice gleeful. "That's so awesome!"
"This is a Cybertronian bar, Junior. Around here we're like Hobbits at that Human inn. Now remember your promise. No getting underfoot. You gotta stay near me."
"Uhkay."
Daimon is careful to stay out of the path of the larger patrons as he looks around for someone he knows.