Nexus. Blue's Bar. A Meeting of Opposites

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It was another late night for Random, another recharge-less night. It was on these nights that he got off his berth and walked down to the Engineering Labs to work on some unfinished project leftover from the day--or at least that's what he told whichever mech found him recharging in the lab one of those times when he was unable to make it back to his quarters.

As usual he had managed to pass through the quiet halls without being approached by the nightshift. If Red Alert heard that, he'd freak. However, when he opened the door to the lab and walked in, he found himself in a place that he didn't recognize as either Wheeljack's lab or the Ark.

At first he wondered if he'd missed a memo, like one saying "Wheeljack's working on something in his lab, ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK," and searched over his memory banks to find such of a memo as he glanced around the bar to prevent extra thinking. When he doesn't immediately find a memo, his 'oh great, just what I needed' attitude began to fade to outright panic. Before it spread too far, however, something in his mind made a connection between "bar"--which this place obviously was--and "Nexus."

Hmm. Maybe . . . ? He began to take his processors off of finding the memo and to set them to the task of thoroughly searching the bar for anyone he's seen before in the Nexus . . .

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"The War was already pushing the finer companies out of business when I was still newly sparked, and with what I was doing at the time, I could hardly ever afford to buy from the ones that were left. Though there were instances where I'd gotten some from either friends or commanders--and mech, were those good!--but it's been a while since I've had the good stuff." He pops another energon pellet into his mouth. "Though, believe it or not, I've also missed this stuff too."

A small grin comes upon his face and a equally small chuckle escapes before he can check them at her predicament.

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She gives him a look as she flicks her finger a few times, then just eats the pellet as her expression goes thoughtful. "I thought I remembered giving you a Cybertron Sunrise."

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No, you're going insane, Arcee!

"'From my reality.' Fine!" he amends, mock annoyed. At least I don't think think we had any of those things where I from. He takes a drink. Hmm, interesting flavor . . .

"That thing was good," he adds. He's been thinking about Cybertron Sunrises the whole time he's been here.

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"Whatever those 'Omnicons' are, they know what they're doing with energon." She makes sure her books are hidden, then slides out of the booth and goes over to the bar to buy a couple of the treats.

Her expression is a deeply thoughtful frown as she comes back. "...Who else was there the day I gave you that?"

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"For sure!" He popped a couple of the cheap treats in his mouth in the meantime and took another drink.

"Kia and--" Processor wipe-out! O_O! "Oh man, I just had it. . . . She's an alternate and I've had a few conversations with her . . . Elita! Kia and Elita. Then uh, Soundwave and that insect chick came later on." Am I missing anyone?

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Arcee sets the Sunrises in front of him, then leans her hands on the table and frowns down at it. "Elita and Soundwave come in here regularly. If by 'insect' you mean Wingnut, she's from the same reality, and has nearly taken up residence in the Nexus lately. I remember them all...."

Her frown becomes a scowl of effort. "...But I can't remember anyone else being there."

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It's almost a waste of effort to prevent himself from taking one too fast, but he manages it. He examines it thoroughly while she speaks "Yeah, Wingnut." Man, the mun hadn't known what they were thinking he'd still been really 'twitchy' then.

Now the thing about her not remembering Kia is upsetting. It could only mean one of them is insane, and if it wasn't her it was him. He takes a small bite of the Sunrise, trying to allow the flavor to keep some positive vibes around.

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She puts a hand over her mouth and scans her memory banks one more time, then pulls out a communicator and calls Blue.

"Uh... 'Cee, do you know what time it is? Have you even been asleep yet?" comes the crackly, tired reply.

"Blue... who's Kia?"

"...slag."

They were thinking about making Random flail?

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Poor kid. Poor Arcee.

He puts the cube to his mouth to take a drink, but at last minute decides against that and takes another bite of his Sunrise instead.


Yeah, that's--Actually, no, they thought she was bigger than she was. *eye roll*

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"Blue?" Her scowl turns uneasy.

"She was someone you knew for a little while, when you lived in the safe house," comes the bartender's reply at last, reluctantly.

Arcee moved absently and sank onto the seat next to Random. "'Was'?"

"Just let me get down there so I can talk to you face to face." There's the sound of a door swinging open upstairs, and then quick footsteps.

Arcee hugs herself, the uneasiness in her expression growing.

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Random goes back to tracing the edge of the cube while eating his Sunrise. This turn of events has brought something else for him to think about: Kia. If she hadn't been coming to see Arcee with Elita, then did something happen? Was she still with them? Why would she stop coming to see Arcee? . . . Where was she?

Her sinking into the chair next to him was another dilemma, and he froze in his tracing. He felt he should do something, but he wasn't sure what. The doors mounted on his shoulders like G1!Red Alert didn't exactly help either. He settles for putting the hand furthest from her on her shoulder comfortingly he hopes. Moving the other one would have been a bit more of a drag . . . or perhaps more accurately a whack.

Story of my life.