Backwater Nexus. Mall. Let's Rock and Ride!

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy approaches the mall with just a little trepidation, smoothing out her dress (bright green with yellow flowers on the skirt -- and it's just over knee length, so a certain little pitcher needn't worry if she's around tonight) and making sure her hair is pulled back neatly in its ponytail. Silver's mention of the Rock N Ride nights at the mall stuck with her even after her return to her own world. So, after a rather annoying day trying to make sure her passport was up-to-date, she's decided it's time to seek out some fun and see what else this Nexus has to offer. "Just hope they accept regular old American dollars," she mumbles, patting her purse by her side as she reaches the front entrance. (Nothing in her vast array of literature suggested they wouldn't, but discretion, valor, etc.)

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"True." Rhea dimples mischief, then glances back at the stage as Dreadnought rumbles laughter. "And all the people who didn't get out are in the hands of the Divine."

"So. Ask questions about our first act of the night?" urges Uzulee, still wiping her face and snerking softly.

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"True enough," Lucy agrees, wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of her mouth.

"Yeah, what is being set up over there?" she asks, taking another look. "I mean, I know it's music stuffs. . ."

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"Dreadnought's got a guitar that can play base or steel, and Rap's got his trumpet. But both of them can mimic or play from memory the sound of every instrument," says the little Beast, throwing her napkin at Rhea and getting a sock on the toes from Ruhamah for it. "The two are alternate reality half-brothers, so they sync really beautifully when they play. And they usually play good stuff like Petra, Abney Park, and a little Newsboys. Oh, and a bit of Rob Zombie." She grins. "Good dance tunes."

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"Oooooo," Lucy says, all interest. "They sound pret-ty awesome. And who doesn't love a good dance tune?" She grins. "Guess I'd better get ready for when they start, huh?" She'll just be devouring the last of her pizza and plate now.

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"Yes." Uzulee sets to finishing off her own last bits, offering Lucy what looks like a plastic pop can in the process. "Oh, and look! CJ's here with his guitar! And there's the human CJ! Sweet!"

[misslucysleeches]

More new foods -- Lucy takes the can with a nod and sees if there's anything written on the side. Soda? Something more exotic? Who can tell! (Well, her new friends, probably.)

She looks over, then blinks. "Two CJs?" Well, if only one's human, then at least they're easy to tell apart.

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The container proudly proclaims itself to be a sugar free, stevia sweetened root beer, and bears a warning not to aim it at a friend if you shake it before opening.

"Yeah." Uzulee stands easily on the back of the bench. "The bot one's a lot more serious, too."

The bot one is also wearing US army cammo pattern and looks as though he might change into an army jeep. He's got the same visor and ear shaped things as Dreadnought and Rap do, though the twinkle in the brown eyes that he shares with Dreadnought is muted. The human one is a happy Asian American college kid, and he's already dancing despite the lack of music audible to anyone else.

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Sort of like that all-natural cola Optimus gave her, then. Lucy's down with that. She giggles at the warning, then pops it open and gives it a taste. Om nom.

"Ahhh," Lucy says, watching Uzulee do her nothing-to-it balancing act before turning her attention back to the bots and human working on the tunes. Human!CJ's dancing to music only he can hear merits a little chuckle. Somebody's early to the party, but that's cool. She's often the one early to the party herself.

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"Hey, man." Dreadnought's voice is deep and smooth as he grins down at the human CJ. "What're you doin' comin' to a party without your lady?"

"Huh?" CJ's still dancing as he looks up. "What're you talkin' about? I don't gotta lady."

"That's not what Desti tol me." Dreadnought rumbles a chuckle. "She says you 'n a fine Mrrpt-Nyaah lady got a thing."

"Andey? She ain't my lady, man. She's my snuggle buddy." CJ laughs.

"Still ain't nice ta come out partyin' without 'er." Dreadnought tosses him a bracelet. "Gowan 'n get 'er."

"I don't know..."

"Don't make me hurt you."

"As if." CJ vanishes in flash and a burst of cheerful laughter.

"Totally his lady," opines Rap after the human boy's vanished. "Wait'll you see how she looks at 'im."

"How d'you know how she looks at 'im?" Dreadnought snorts at the smaller mech.

"Oppy tol' me." Rap displays his own version of the infectious chuckle that all the brothers seem to share.

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy listens to the conversation with some interest. She's heard variations of this theme from her wholly-human friends back home -- people denying they're in relationships, other people pointing out what they think is obvious signs of a relationship, the back-and-forth about labels. . .seems like that's something that crosses bot/human lines, at least in this case. Well, she guesses they'll see for sure once the human CJ comes back with his lady/snuggle buddy/however you want to classify her. (And hey, if they are just snuggle buddies, that's fine by her. She's been a snuggle buddy herself in the past.)