| Shock Jock | |
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| Date of Scene: | 31 January 2020 |
| Location: | Training Simulators |
| Synopsis: | Conversations are had in the training simulator at the Decagon. |
| Cast of Characters: | Blurr, Quickswitch, Starlock, Sideswipe |
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe is in the training bay working over one of the training 'dummies'. An inactive unit that is simply being clobbered by him again and again, a counter registering the hits. Blows smashing over it, green glashes going from the impacts, the coloration showing the strikes and the power behind them and the angle. Sideswipe is just smashing into it again. Fists pumping over to it as he goes to work on it.
His blows powerful, but not focused. Striking all over but with no coordination or apparent cohesion to them. Just punching fast, hard, and not caring about anything else as his fists seemed to be taking more impact trauma than the training object was. He had been at this for awhile.
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock strolled into the training simulator with her inactive staff in hand, using it more as a walking stick and raised a brow at Sideswipe.... She really had no room to criticize those in infantry, after all they where the ones trained for fighting where she was for medical.
"Hey Swipe" She'd say, as she set her radio down, and sat on the bench, and started tuning her stave.
- Blurr has posed:
The doors slide open behind the red brawler, and Blurr enters. He watches with mild interest as Sideswipe goes hard on the drone, wondering how long he's been at it. One would almost think the mech was venting or something. The speedster leans against the wall, crossing his arms as he continues to observe before finally speaking up.
"If you ever get tired of beating a trilithium block, let me know." Primus, these types must have really tough fists.
When Starlock comes in, he starts to look a little bit uncomfortable, but then finally approaches and sits down on the bench next to her. "Hey uh--I know I haven't been the greatest around you--but I just wanted you to know that I really appreciated the way you stood up for me that one...um, time."
- Sideswipe has posed:
As Starlock comes on Sideswipe is doing a final attempted brawl, "Slag spitting spawn of a.." Whatever obscentity is about to come out ends over with the self-styled trillium block winning in the engagement iwth the fist as one of Sideswipe's palms would reflexively retract and pump back in. Followed by an obscenity as the training dummy would retract.
"Sure, what's it to you?" Sideswipe in a foul mood. Given his normal state there was likely really only one word that needed to be said to summarize what had earned his wrath.
"Works for me. I wouldn't mind putting a few dents in something." He would shift up to a defensive stance.
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock side Optic's Blurr as he approaches and she tightens her grip around the modified stun-stave, expecting to hear the typical spew, how she shouldn't be angry, how it's her fault for not being fast enough... Though it doesn't come and she looks at him, blinking, looking a bit confused, it was.. indirect, but it was.. Still something.
She'd sit there a moment in silence before letting out a small huff. "..Thank you." She says. "...I'm.. sorry for what I said out there a well.. I was frustrated, as proud as I am of how I've learned to fight, and defend myself and others, I still understand I can't take anyone on alone, which is also frustrating, so when I feel..." She struggles, looking for a word to soften the blow.
"...When I feel like my partner is leaving me behind, or I can't rely on them, it puts me under a lot of stress, because I need to think how to get everyone I can, out and safe, as well as myself, because I don't.. want many to die, and don't get me wrong, I'd rather none, but I know if I have /that/ expectation, or goal, I will fail it, and it will hurt more..." she'd try to explain, glancing to Sideswipe.
- Quickswitch has posed:
From the clenched denta and crushed-together brows, he seethes, the Autobot stalking with angry purpose toward the training sim. Photon blasters out, the troubled sixchanger desires nothing more than *true* combat, but he must settle for mere simulation. Barrelling through the door, Quickswitch finds the training simulator occupied, and a rise of irritation joins the utter rage he feels.
- Blurr has posed:
Blurr nods. "I know, I get it, everything's a struggle. It's hard for me -not- to leave people behind because--well, you know. But I'm working on it. Still, you know I wasn't expecting you to stick up for me at all. Because I thought maybe you hated me or something. But you did, so that was...a nice surprise. And I really appreciated it."
The speedster stands up then, peering at Sideswipe. He smirks. "Or try to, anyway." Though he doesn't make the first move. Then Quickswitch walks in. He quirks a brow at the sixchanger. "Well, looks like you're not the only one in a bad mood today."
- Sideswipe has posed:
Quickswitch's entry is not responded to by Sideswipe. His attention is all over on the 'ring' now as he woudl go to crack his servos together. "Sure. Let's see if you can keep up that jibber jabber once I've shoved it back down your vocalizer." He would go over to a ready stance. And then as the speedster would go to pay attention over to Quickswitch..
Then Sideswipe is surging forwards while Blurr's attention is hopefull elsewhere. A punch that's aimed up and over towards the blue streak's chin as he would speed by.. Who was not too fast for the naked eye..
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock smiles softly and nods. "I do what's right, regardless of whom it is... I don't... I don't want.." She'd sigh struggling to find the words. "....People deserve to be happy, and kindness, don't deserve horrible or unfair things to happen to them, and I don't really /hate/ anyone but.. well Pharma and Darkstar, and I'm positive there is a special place in the pits for 'em both." she'd huff, nodding confidently.
She'd glance over to Quickswitch and gave an sheepish smile and waved. "Er.. Heey Quickswitch~"
- Quickswitch has posed:
Quickswitch responds to Starlock with a grunt. His angry mood grows even darker as Blurr points it out. The assault unit watches something unfold between the speedster and a mech it does not recognize, as the Autobot's hands tighten fiercely around his blasters. Unlike the simulator, Quickswitch's photon blasters do not have safetys. They are meant to kill and carry out their function efficiently, as does he. His irritation reaches a terrible, edged height, and when he speaks, it is quiet and with the same edged intensity, "Hello, Starlock..." He does not look at her, fixed on the two fighting mechs.
- Blurr has posed:
"Yeah they probably deserve it." Blurr replies, though a brow goes up at that second one. "Who's Darkstar? I think I've heard that name, maybe I've seen him. Well at least we won't be seeing Pharma around here again any time s--"
Sideswipe comes charging at him at that moment. As fast as the mech can charge, it's too slow for Blurr! He smirks and attempts to grab the wrist of the handing that is punching and twist, in an effort to knock the brawler off of his pedes. Not by sheer force, given he is likely nowhere near as strong as Sideswipe, but simply by throwing him off balance.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Watch for that kung fu action! Sideswipe goes to turn his arm to the side, ever so briefly deflecting the swing as he would try to slam his headplace on in to BLurr's. Blurr would be able to evade it even if he was just standing completely still. What it is is cover to let Sideswipe get to closer range to try and use his bigger mass to hold the Blue Bolt tight and not give him any room to evade.
Snap out of arm, trying to latch it onto Blurr's shoulder cuff, yank, spin around, and going for an attempted grapple!
- Starlock has posed:
"There odda be a report on the big-dumb-decepticon-spacer regarding what he did." She'd huff.... Her own face twisting into a sneer. "He better not, else I'm not standing around idly to see him create a second plague.." She'd stand up, setting her stave's end on the ground, it stood about three feet taller than her, There was a click from the stave as a scythe blade made of electrical energy formed from the crystal at its top.
She'd took a vent to calm herself. "Everything okay Quick?" She'd ask with a tilt of her helm, wanting to ensure the Six-Changer was alright.
- Quickswitch has posed:
"Hm?" Quickswitch responds, headfins tilting, "Oh? Fine," he says quietly, but without that sharpened edge, "Feeling a little tired, but otherwise..." he smiles wanly, fatigued.
- Blurr has posed:
"Ha! I know no one can come anywhere near my level of speed, but I thought you'd be a little faster than -that-!" Blurr taunts. He easily evades the attempted head slam, then ducks away from the shoulder grapple, dropping to the floor and sliding along under him as he whips out his TechVolt and discharges a high-voltage electrical bolt designed more to incapacitate than to maim or kill. Not that it doesn't hurt like slag.
- Sideswipe has posed:
The electric jolt goes to hit Sideswipe and he spasms, "Ugh!" Sideswipe goes to take several stpes backwards, a bit dizzy, going to focus a litlte more on taking a defensive point as Blurr goes to dart forwards, "How about I take that shock jock and shove it up.."
- Starlock has posed:
"If you're sure.. Seem.. on edge, wanted to be sure you are okay." She'd nod her helm to him, as she turned to watch the other two, cringing at the stun gun, and then looked down at her defibrillators on her palms. "I... really need to work on getting a kinda stun weapon of my own eventually." She'd murmur.
- Blurr has posed:
Blurr smirks, enjoying the sight of Sideswipe's staggering. FWIP. He darts forward and pushes his blaster up against the side of the other mech's helm. "Aaand you're dead. Or your target got away. Or whatever. In any case you failed."
Then he pulls away, retracting his weapons. "Anyone else want a turn?" he crows, glancing at Starlock and Quickswitch.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe falls over to the ground, hitting it over as that signals the end of the match. He can't help but grunt - he lost fair and square. "HOw about you wipe that smug grin off Sunstreaker's face and I'll owe you a favor?"
- Quickswitch has posed:
Quickswitch hmphs at Starlock, "A stun weapon," he utters with a contemptuous note to his vocalizer, "I don't agree with anything of the sort. No mercy," he says to Starlock, adding, "I appreciate your concern, but I *am* fine. Really." Quickswitch's glare borders on hatred for the nigh untouchable speedster's victory. Again, his denta gnash together and his expression turns darker. He wheels on Starlock, blasters out, "Mind yer own BUSINESS!!" he thunders, before transforming into assault beast mode and hissing before darting out the door.
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock hems. "That's where I'll disagree myself, but I am a medic, you a warrior, so--" She'd flinch and put her hands up over her helm in a defensive position as she hears the /yelling/ that was directed at her, as if she was going to be struck, her scythe clattering to the ground as she starts trembling, eventually peeking out when nothing comes. "...Sheesh... Why.. does he keep.." She says shakely. "ah.. Ah...Sure.. Blurr." She says trying to get herself together.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe goes to shake off the stun, "So what crawled up his exhaust and went to plug it up when he was on afterburner?" He's going to twist up to put his blaster back in place. "So he looks like he needs some bolts hammered back into place. Or just throw into a CR chamber to get his core back into place."
- Starlock has posed:
"Erm.. Not sure.. I think.. that's just how Quick is, I.. uh, don't think he means harm, just.." she'd wave her hand and sighed. "His yelling and my.. issues, don't get along." She'd knit her ridges. "It's alright." She'd nod. "I tried, and that's what matters." She'd say as she picked up her scythe.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe glances at QUikswitch's zone of departure sympathetically. He knows too many like that. "Got it." His tone shifting over once more to neutral. "So now I have to figure out why Prowl is sending me and the EgoChin on a mission. Pretty sure I've got it."
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock quirks a ridge as she moves onto the field. "Ah? Whys that? Pretty sure it was just convince since you and Hot Rod where kinda egoing each other out." She'd say dryly.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe shrugs, "Look, Hot Rod is -nearly- as full of himself as Sunstreaker is." Those were words that might be terrifyingly accurate. "At some point Roddo's going to get a ship and put his head on the front of it. PRowl is sending us both to deep space with the.. Freak thing that's tied up so it'll destroy us both. HE's probably got it to like five or six decimal places."
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock just.. Has a look on her face that displays just how right Sideswipe is. "....Yeahh." She'd just sigh pinching her nose bridge. "...Know how I mentioned Hot Rod almost got eaten by Oxide sharks? Yeah that happened twice, first Time I was almost taken with him." She'd huff.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe nods, "Yup. And let me guess, there would be a third one if he could remember where they were still at. The last bite jolted his processor and erased the location, right?" That's a.. Very, very specific query.
- Starlock has posed:
"Nooope" Starlock sighs, looking exhausted, if not depressed. "There was more too just.. I know how it is to be burned by Hot Rod's antics and trying to do the right thing.." She'd glance away.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe shrugs, "That's never going to happen." He says that with all the sincerity of someone who knows it. "And appreciate it from him. This war's going to go on a long time."
- Starlock has posed:
Starlock nods. "..I try, there is.. a reason I am more forgiving of Hot Rod then others.. He is young, and genuinely trying to do the right thing.. I do think.. he needs to mature a little, and learn to apologize though." She'd glance over. "Least we have a repeat of problems."
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe goes to laugh. And laugh. "Sorry. Just that's cute. That problem's been repeated two times now and you think that there'll be a learning from it? Sorry, but that's mostly denial right there. No offense. Ain't gonna happen."
- Starlock has posed:
"Pffft No, I'm talking about people being too stubborn or arrogant or prideful to apologize and causing more unnecessary problems then just.. Talking to each other, know?" She'd say with a open hand gesture, but a smile. "We're in a crap situation as is, don't need to make it harder on each other." She'd chuckle.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe pffs, "Sorry, Cybertronian's aren't going to change. IF we were.." He would shrug. "Well, world'd've be a different place. We got the Senate, we got the Decepticons. Way it is. And the war's going to be the constant. So get used to it."
- Starlock has posed:
"..No, no I mean us as Autobots." Stalrock huffed. "...We kinda gotta work together, can't do that if we're at each others throats, yes? I'm not /that/ delusional."
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe chuffs back, "That's not going to change. Just as we're AUtobots doesn't mean we like one another."
- Starlock has posed:
"I know.." Starlock says sadly, and huffs. "Well, enough of that, let's get to training, yes?" She'd smile as she took a stance, trying to stuff down the fear she'd shown before.
- Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe sighs and gets up, "All right. And at close range.. First order of business." HE would get up. "Get the slag out of it."