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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Nova snuggles close, hiding her face as her cries fade to soft jerky sobs.

Chromia watches her with concern, but then looks up at Ratchet sharply, her optics widening with dismay. //Slag. That sounds like him. He'll be tellin' himself it ain't fair ta leave me with all the work. Slaggit! Pansy was tryin' ta give me somethin' ta live for... maybe it would'a ben better ta just let me go.//

Her faceplate creases slightly with emotion as she hugs Starforge close.