Nexus; Blue's Bar. Talk of the supernatural over energon.

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Leading the way into Blue's Bar, Ratchet locates an out of the way table large enough to accommodate the group before setting Nova down in one of the chairs. Glancing at Chromia and Starforge, he motions for them to have a seat as well. "I'll head up to the bar itself and get us some mugs of energon. Mid-grade for us, low-grade for the kids. Anything else you'd like?"

Up on the medic's shoulder, Jaraxis is taking in all the sights and sounds with interest. He's already conveyed to his companion what he wants... Just a matter of waiting on it, now.

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Jaraxis purrs like a contended cat, hugging back and even leaning just the slightest bit. Ratchet's voice echoes in his mind. Spoiled. The Tarthan is quick to respond. Am not! I'm just cute and the kid knows it.

"I may have been able to see him because he's my alternate, but even if that weren't the case... Well, as I mentioned, Jaraxis is a Seer. And as we are bonded, I can often sense what he does so long as the connection between us is wide open," Ratchet explains. "But I haven't seen that particular alternate of mine in a long time. Doesn't mean he's not still around, obviously, or it could mean he finally moved on. If I do happen to run into him again, though, I'll have to remember to question him about Ironhide. Just don't go blaming yourself for what may or may not be his 'unrest' until you know for sure what's going on."

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"We only saw them that one time." Starforge pipes up from where he's sitting on the edge of his chair watching the adults and his sister and Jaraxis, who is now being offered a Cybertron Sunrise.

Chromia looks down at her son, then turns back to Ratchet. "What was he like? Worried? Upset?"

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Jaraxis can't resist the offer of more food, so he takes the Cybertron Sunrise without hesitation and nibbles on it. His tail twitches as he gets a little more kick than he did out of the wafer, but he's gotten into Ratchet's high-grade before...

"I'd say concerned, mostly for his daughter. She had some unresolved guilt issues, I think." Ratchet glances from Chromia to Starforge. He's not keen on involving the kids actively in the conversation, but the youngster might have more infomation both adults are missing out on. "Where did you see them, Starforge? What were they doing?"

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"Like Nova said." He sips from his mug and shifts. "Watchin' us while we were in our tanks. They were only there that one time that we saw. Though I guess they could'a ben there before we woke up. Ratchet looked happy, but I think the red guy was cryin' a little bit. He put his hand on our tanks."

Another shift, and then he yelps as he slips off his chair and bangs his chin on the way down. Nova starts, and little fearless tough nut that she is, this hurt to her brother has her instantly bursting into tears.

"Slag!" Chromia lifts her son into her arms and examines his faceplate as he winces and wriggles with embarrassment, proclaiming himself alright and bemoaning his spilled energon.

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The sudden movement of Starforge falling and the outcry from Nova send Jaraxis back up Ratchet's arm so fast that he's little more than a silver and blue blur. Hiding in the folds of the medic's scarf, the Tarthan peers out to see what's going on, having jumped so fast he missed what actually transpired.

While Chromia sees to Starforge, Ratchet figures he had better do something to quiet Nova down. Likely the other patrons would appreciate the effort, anyway. Reaching over, Ratchet picks up Nova and then pulls her into his lap, keeping one arm around her.

[Seems like Ironhide has possibly been hanging around for sake of these two... It probably saddens him that they never knew him, really. ...just to wager a guess. ]