Nexus. Blue's Bar. First meeting with someone you know.

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Blackout looks around the little hole in the wall bar as she leads Skywarp in, ignoring Blue's warning look from where the femme was talking to a table full of Minibots. Said Minibots are the only other customers right now except for that crazy girl that hangs out with the crazy little Decepticon that turns into a boat with wheels.

"Booth in the back?" she asks her companion, turning to look down at him.

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Hormah is silent as she works to repair her boss and the stranger, though that stranger is the subject of great watchfulness on the young hybrid's part. She recognizes his tech as from the same sort of reality as Snowcat and the zambonis hail from, and some of the warnings from Iceberg's disks have been tripped by the dark mech's appearance. So her customary beeping is absent she glances at Scorponok before resuming her careful wielding of a plate on the stranger's arm. Or as much of it as she can reach past Blackout's protective arm, anyway. Getting the pair of them up here with the PINpoint had been only the start of what Hormah suspects is a very weird repair job.

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Scorponok is directing repairs, lack of knowledge being made up for by sheer gusto. He chitters and waves a claw from his perch halfway up the wall. That part goes on top of that part!

Though he's not sure which way round.

[agent-skywarp.livejournal.com]

There's little warning as Skywarp stirs. Just a powering-up of sensors and the sudden memory of Where We Left Off.

Also, there's something on top of him, and someone's-

He moves fast, struggling away from Blackout as he tries to get his bearings.

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"Ye wreck's me repairs 'n I'll be some ugly, b'y," says a light voice sternly. "We don't got that much patchin' #$%#%."

And Blackout starts and groans, then quickly moves her arm away from him and tries to sit up herself. "Shut up, rookie."

"Yes, Boss."

[agent-skywarp.livejournal.com]

Skywarp's optics narrow as he gives the tank-former an appraising look, before he scans the rest of the room. "Where is this?"

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She leans back against the wall, one hand going up toward Scorponok. "Hmmm my base. And no, you're no captive. The door's right there."

Where she'd punched it out when she'd first discovered this cavern.

Hormah just stands there and holds her wielder and looks at the stranger's arm, wondering if she'll be allowed to continue.

[agent-skywarp.livejournal.com]

"Your base?" He shoots her a sidelong look, noting that her miniature friend is back on her arm. "You said that you lead the Decepticons now."

He's relaxing a little, aware that he doesn't seem to be in danger yet, and that he's in better shape than when he went offline. Partly repaired, in fact. He frowns, touching the open panel on his arm.

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"I do." She indicates Hormah and Scorponok.

"Ye wan' me t' finish that?" offers the little red-orange femme, lifting her brow plates.

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He gives Hormah a look, then nods and turns his attention back to Blackout. "This is all that's left?" He's horrified.

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"It is." She watches as her minion resumes work and wonders at her silence.

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"What happened to the rest?" How do you lose planets and an army?

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"The war." An absent scowl. "But at least we took most of the Autobots with us."

The thought's small comfort when there are still more of them than there are Decepticons.

Hormah pushes Skywarp's arm up so that she can work on the underside of it, her yellow optics intent.

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"So the entire planet is nearly extinct, and you don't even have a hold on Cybertron?"