Sign Nexus. Sign Area. I Roam Around Around Around

[misslucysleeches]

There's a newcomer to the Nexus today -- a woman in her very early thirties, with bright red hair and a forest-green sweater, sitting on one of the provided couches and looking at travel brochures. She wandered in earlier, and after the obligatory "?!?/can I get back" moment, has decided that she might as well do as the sign asks and ask a question. She spreads out her brochures on a table in front of her and looks up.

"So, random strangers! I'm a wanderer, and I've wandered almost all of the United States. So I think it's time I broke into international travel. Since it's my first time in this regard, I figured I'd at least start out by going to one of the more well-known cities, and see where adventure leads me from there."

She holds up three brochures.

"The question of the day is, then: London, Paris, or Rome?"

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[random_xtras]

"Yeah," says Sam, his mouth quirking in an amused grin. "That blonde said this was fairy land. Well, there's one of the fairies."

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy can't help but smile back. "Good point. Well then, show me what you got."

[random_xtras]

"Do you want us to take Isaac?" asks Optimus, then hesitates slightly before adding, "You seemed to want your hands free."

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy looks down at Isaac thoughtfully, then holds him out. "Might be for the best. You mentioned something about hyperventilating, and I really don't want anything to happen to him."

[random_xtras]

Sam nods and carefully takes his son with one hand, then holds the little guy close to his chest and clicks to him softly. Isaac, being only the size of a human child, looks quite small next to his modestly sized father.

"Okay." Sam quirks a brow ridge at Optimus. "Go for it."

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy nods, arms folded across her chest now, mentally preparing herself for dragon. She's seen pictures in books and in movies, of course, but that's probably nothing compared to the real thing. And she doesn't want to freak out and look like an idiot.

[random_xtras]

Optimus nods and quirks a bit of a grin. Then he steps back, and is suddenly surrounded by the red and blue sparkles. Within their swirling circle his form seems to expand and fold out like a flower, till the lights die away to fully reveal a huge and beautiful red and blue dragon. Big as he is, that feeling of trustworthiness remains.

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy's eyes go wide again, but she manages to avoid the breathing problems Optimus mentioned. Perhaps the continued feeling of trustworthiness has something to do with that. Or maybe seeing him turn into a dragon is a little less startling after seeing Sam become a transformer.

Only a little less, though. That's still something of a shock to the system. "Whoa. . ."

[random_xtras]

That massive head lowers toward her slightly, and the blue eyes- Optimus' eyes smile down at her.

"That's kind of what I said when it first happened," he says, his voice considerably deepened by his greater size.

[misslucysleeches]

"How could you not?" is Lucy's opinion on the matter. "Turning into a dragon is something that deserves at least a 'whoa.'" She looks him over, tail to head. "Amazing. . ."

[random_xtras]

"Thanks." The sparkles start again, and then clear to leave him kneeling on one knee in bot mode, his other knee supporting his elbow as he looks down at Lucy. "What made it really startling is that the first time I ever changed, it wasn't just a change from bot to dragon."

[misslucysleeches]

He is multi-talented! Or at least, multi-shaped. Although this one is a bit more familiar thanks to Lucy's vague knowledge of Transformers. "Oh? Did you slip into a different form first?" Lucy says, now giving the bot form a thorough look over. "Or was it more 'first I was this, and now I'm something completely different?'"

[random_xtras]

"Sort of the last," says Optimus quietly. "Before I was changed, I was dead. It... wasn't the most sensory abundant condition, and Guardian Fae are aware of a lot more than most living things."

[misslucysleeches]

"Uh -- yeah, death doesn't usually allow for that," Lucy agrees, feeling awkward again. "At least it was a good change? A second chance at life, like your friend?"

[random_xtras]

"Almost a first," says Sam. "He may have more years than me, but he was still a lot younger when he was extinguished."

[misslucysleeches]

"Ouch -- that's too bad," Lucy says sympathetically. "I hope this go-round's been working out well for you."

[random_xtras]

Optimus grins, the seriousness of old memories falling away from him like snow off a slanted roof. "Oh yeah. I can't ask for anything more."

[misslucysleeches]

"Awesome," Lucy says with a bright smile. "Then that's all that really matters." Well, that and the cool shape-shifting ability.

[random_xtras]

"Well, I..." Optimus pauses and thinks of how to phrase what he's saying so that he doesn't sound silly, or like he's arguing with Lucy.

Sam just chuckles. "The kid thinks that what really matters is the chance to pay it forward, help people, and sell good things to eat."

Optimus' normally blue face is now quite decidedly red, and his eyes are squeezed shut as he face palms.

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy giggles. "Hey, those are good aims in life," she says. "I like paying it forward and helping people. And eating good food."

[random_xtras]

Optimus brightens and peeks through his fingers. "Are you the pizza and beer type, or do you like fancier things?"

Don't mind Sam now, Lucy. He's just sitting over there trying to laugh muchly without waking up his little guy.

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy arches an eyebrow at Optimus. "Pizza and beer is fine, though I generally prefer my pizza with soda. . ." Oh dear, what has she awakened?

[random_xtras]

"What flavour?" He's grinning now as he lowers his hands and cups one. "And have you ever had an English style deep fried pizza?"

[misslucysleeches]

"Diet Coke?" She blinks a few times. "I've never even heard of it. Whenever I get it, I tend to order Hawaiian." She's a big fan of pineapple, and really likes it on her pizza.

[random_xtras]

Optimus' grin widens slightly, and then his hand is swirling with the blue and red twinkles. "Diet Coke corrodes fuel tanks. Try... this."

The twinkles die away, and he lowers his hand to display a tray holding a large mug of something dark and fizzy, and a pizza that's been folded in half, dipped in batter, and fried, then accompanied by sliced, deepfried lotus root. If Lucy should take the provided fork and knife and open that pizza she'll find it to contain abnormal but still reasonable amounts of fresh ripe pineapple, and the most delicate and delicious salt cured and unsmoked ham she'll have ever run across.