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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Scorponok picks up on some of the memory and gives a mocking hiss.

Not knowing even an alternate of Jazz, Skywarp just tilts his head with a chuckle. "Who?"

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"He was Prime's second in command, in my reality. A cocky little silver runt with fancy moves and a liking for loud music." She snorts. "He could take any torture; face any foe without flinching, but he'd scream like a turbo rabbit when I got him."

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Skywarp laughs, idly trying to match this image up with the Autobots he knows. Even Jetfire isn't much of a fit. "But he survived to scream another day, hm?"

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"Till Megatron ripped him in half."

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Skywarp shoots her an interested look. "How big was your Megatron?"

Even with the average size differences back home, he could see his old leader managing that. It'd still be impressive.

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"(35 foot). Jazz was (15 foot)." Her mouth quirks as she remembers one ambush among thousands and the resulting anguish on the part of the Autobot.

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Skywarp looks surprised, but then remembers the number of different-sized 'bots he's seen in the Nexus. Looks like the Autobots and Decepticons in his world have a fairly limited range of sizes... not counting the odd-mechs-out like Tidal Wave.

He takes another pull of the dwindling energon. "That almost takes the fun out of it."

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"Stopped my fun." She grumbles, but then sets Scorponok free, her mind and optics flicking toward a shiny piece of mineral in the ledge they're sitting on.

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Scorponok makes an enquiring sound and curls over her shoulder to see. Blackout has found something?

"There's always more," Skywarp says, and decides against clarifying that. There won't be any more Autobots, from what she says. He considers the last of the cube, then sets about draining it.

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Interesting rock there. Might be worth something. She eyes it, then says without turning back to Skywarp, "I think I'd rather kiss something else right now."

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The cube disappears in his hand and he gives her a sidelong look. "Good luck catching it."

That his position is ready to twist and launch is a total coincidence. So is the fact that Skywarp considers frustration in other people a good thing.

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She just smirks and catches Scorponok in mid-scurry, then kisses him on the head.

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Skywarp's optics flicker for a moment - and then he gives Blackout a nod. "Another time." He takes off, turning and shifting into vehicle-mode, and heads for home.

It's an ambiguous parting phrase, and intentionally so. He's still not certain what he's landed himself in, or whether he wants to encourage it. Insane or Nexusised, Blackout is dangerous.

More importantly, from Skywarp's point of view she's trouble.