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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"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?"