A Slice of the Multiverse

Nexus. Blue's bar. Recipe sharing and pie.

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 20:03:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

Charis looks around as she leads the big man into Blue's. "Do you want to sit on the bar?" She points to the TF size counter. "Or under the plants?" She indicates a snug little seating area under a big plant stand. "And how much pie would you like?"

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Nexus. Blue's Bar. There and Back Again cont'd

Thu, 04 Dec 2008 16:09:00 GMT

Posted by: lumina-mechnics.livejournal.com

((From here))

As Random finishes his Sunrise, deciding what exactly to do next, he takes a look around the bar . . .

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Nexus. Blue's Bar. A Meeting of Opposites

Mon, 10 Nov 2008 19:43:00 GMT

Posted by: lumina-mechnics.livejournal.com

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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Nexus. Blue's bar. Doing the books

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 15:11:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

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Nexus. Blue's bar. In the corner

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 16:40:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

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Nexus. By the sign. Reporting

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 16:40:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

Arcee watches Ratchet walk away from the alternate Prowl and the human woman, waiting till he drew near the couch before she stood and went to meet him, holding out the datachip that she'd come to deliver and offering him a slight smile. She hopes it doesn't look tired.

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Nexus. Safe house behind Blue's. Needing a boost.

Sun, 06 Jul 2008 10:33:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

((continued from here))

Arcee grimaces as her spark gives another flare. //I'll... never... be up to speed... again. ...Worn out. Worn out.//

The outside door opens, followed by heavy footsteps and an exclamation of surprise in the voice of the big yellow Ratchet. "Columbia, what did you do to this place?"

"Um... it didn't look like this when we left it, Dad. I don't know what happened... here. Somebody's hurt."

"Hrrrm, I see that. Stay here." The footsteps approach the room.

And Kia crawls under her berth.

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Nexus. Arcee's room in the safehouse. Meeting Kia

Fri, 06 Jun 2008 14:33:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

((From here))

Arcee sighs and creaks to her feet, then limps over to her desk and sets the little Bumblebee doll next to the little Ratchet. "Well, that didn't work. Let's hope Ratchet has a better plan, because I don't like how your engine sounds, kid."

As expected there's no reply from the little silver being under her berth, and she sighs and leaves the room to go wait in the common room and see if there's anything worth watching on TV.

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Nexus; Safe House - Waking Up

Mon, 19 May 2008 14:27:00 GMT

Posted by: another-phace.livejournal.com

A few hours after being rescued by the Minicons RC woke up, wincing at the stiffness in his side, then taking a moment to assess his surroundings while the memory of what had happened slowly came to him again.

After a moment he picked up the odd looking controller that the minicons had left for him, scanning it before taking a few minutes to figure out how the TV worked. When he had it going his optics widened, and he started scanning the channels.

"Weird...."

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Nexus. Arcee's apartment. Boosterfix

Wed, 07 May 2008 14:39:00 GMT

Posted by: random_xtras

((from here))

Arcee's limping on the old wound as she leads the way into her Nexus home and heads over to her bench/berth. "Don't trip over that box. I haven't had time to take it to the curb yet."

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Nexus; Arcee's apartment. Bearing the weight of bad news.

Thu, 01 May 2008 15:02:00 GMT

Posted by: critical-medic.livejournal.com

((The SP-X Nexus thread may go another tag or two. Starting this here as the inevitable in the meantime.))

Seeking shelter from all the noise and hustle of the Nexus, Prowl finally finds his way to what he believes is the entrance to Arcee's apartment. Taking the key Ratchet gave him from a hidden compartment, he crouches on the ramp in front of the garage-style door for a moment, wondering if there's anyone home or not and if he'll be intruding. Still...he's not ready to return to Detroit. His thoughts are jumbled and the noise closer to the sign is making it harder for him to regain his composure. Keeping his wounded right hand closer to his chassis, Prowl uses the key to get the door unlocked before opening it, putting the key away after. He slips inside without even raising the door all the way, silent as a shadow before pulling the door shut after.

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