1497/In the Army Now

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In the Army Now
Date of Scene: 20 March 2020
Location: Barracks
Synopsis: In which Sunstreaker and Sideswipe brawl, and Blurr's attempt at coming out of his shell are aborted.
Cast of Characters: Blurr, Jazz, Swivel, Skyshredder, Sideswipe


Sideswipe has posed:
There are things Autobots do when off duty. Some relax. Some work on weapons skills. Some socialize. Others train. Some ponder the great quandaries of life and forging.
    "So, why did the functionalists make everyone into vehicles with cockpits?" While the vast majority of Cybertronians never went offworld? Why did basic vehicle modes almost always have some sort of things for passengers? Basic philosophical quandaries.
    Sideswipe was currently 'losing' a game of 'catch' with Sunstreaker. 'Catch' being where one of the brothers would throw a knife at the other while the other was expected to catch it. Then throw it back just as hard. And the game went on until one of them failed to make the catch.
    By the GHHK in the air, that was Sideswipe just failing it.

Swivel has posed:
CONFISCATED!

The knife which Sideswipe failed to catch is suddenly no longer in play. It went whizzing past Sideswipe and then there's the sound of air rushing out of a small opening. Added to that is the sound of someone clearing their vents as Swivel plucks the knife out of one of her deflating tires. She fixes the brothers with a look that is meant to be stern, but undermined by the now lop-sided rack of tires she has on her back. "I think I'll keep this." Swivel says, as she whips out a datapad to begin writing a report on the matter.

Skyshredder has posed:
     Skyshredder comes strolling in just as that knife manages to find its way into Swivel's tire. She blinks, then looks over at Sunstreaker and her triangular teeth get bared. "Hey, what is your deal? That's assault of a superior officer! That's bad, you know! You can only do that in the sims!" she says...and pulls her sawsword from its place on her back. "I hope you have a good explanation, or else you just might get to find out why I'm already on the Decepticon's destroy on sight list." Is she actually on that list? Probably no more than any other Autobot. But, with those teeth bared and that sword starting to rev up, it might be easy to believe.

Blurr has posed:
    After several megacycles of withdrawal medication and fuel filtering, Blurr had finally gotten basically back to normal. Physically, anyway. He enters the room shortly after Skyshredder, but stops in his tracks upon seeing Swivel. He stares at her a few astroseconds, then sighs and turns back toward the way he came.

Jazz has posed:
Jazz luckily missed all of that. It's not often that he comes into the barracks so as he enters he doesn't do much UNTIL Skyshredder pulls out her weapon. He gives Sky a long. Soft. Look. "Please," is all he says.

Sideswipe has posed:
There's a yell from Sideswipe, "Watch where you're -going- you.." Even as he's leaping up to his normal position to try and get ready to choke his 'brother' in his rage to get up and launch himself forwards..
    His 'brother' hrrns, "Shouldn't have gotten in the way." Then the bigger yellow one is going to leave presuming anyone's going to stop him. If not, Sideswipe is going to charge in to try and play 'catch'.

But that huge saber in front of him drawn by Skyshredder has the 'older' brother start to laugh. And then to turn around to go off if not interrupted once more. And then as Jazz comes in. Sunstreaker just gives a.. Very, very small nod. And then is departing, even as Sideswipe is stumbling ad raging.

Swivel has posed:
Swivel looks up from her datapad, studying Skyshredder's reaction. She lowers the pad, tucking it under her arm and puts a hand out. "No need to escalate this." Swivel gets her report back out, optics narrowing as she watches Sunstreaker merely stride off. "Don't think this is over, Sergeant." Swivel says but does not actually try to stop Sunstreaker. A confrontation in the barracks is not her intention. Best to issue a complaint to Infantry.

But Sideswipe, well, he looks like he just might escalate things into something unpleasant and messy. "Skyshredder, Sideswipe needs a big hug right now until he is calm." Just as Swivel is issuing this unorthodox order, she glances over at Jazz. She immediately lowers her pad and salutes. With all the excitement going on, Blurr's peek in and dodge out goes unnoticed.

Skyshredder has posed:
     Skyshredder barely even registers Jazz's look and single word, but it does get her to pause at least. However, it is Swivel's ingeneous manipulation of the simple shark's priotities that does the trick. "Oh! Good idea!" she exclaims to Swivel before leaping to try and grab Sideswipe. "It's alright, Swipers! We won't let him hurt anyone else!" she says in a firm tone as she tries to bearhug Sideswipe, then she frowns in the direction Sunstreaker retreated to before blinking as she realizes Blurr is here. "Oh hey, Blurry! Did you want another race?" she says, turning to face Blurr...while still holding Sideswipe off the ground and hugged against her chest.

Blurr has posed:
    Blurr glances back at Skyshredder at the mention of a race, but shakes his head. "N-no. No thank you." he says quickly, but still somehow not quite as quick as he sometimes does. He lingers there a moment, as if debating, but eventually starts back toward the atrium again.

Jazz has posed:
Jazz simply says in general, "At ease everyone. I was just coming down to see what everyone was up to," he walks over near the card table not wanting to play. "What else can we put in here for you?"

Sideswipe has posed:
For Sideswipe it's less 'escalating' and more 'charge afer to continue the fight'. So when the codeword of 'hug' is given and Skyshredder goes to grab Sideswipe, he's almost furiously trying to get his way free. But the bigger femme is -much- stronger than he is and Sideswipe's not getting free at any point soon, even as he struggles and he rages over until it floods out of his system and he slumps. Optics still glowing so bright blue and hot they might be searing the sensory receptors beneath.

Swivel has posed:
Whilst perhaps Skyshredder's hug has not necessarily calmed Sideswipe, it has kept him from fighting. Even if Sunstreaker probably deserved a trouncing. Maybe. It's not Swivel's place to decide that. Swivel nods to Skyshredder, approving of her swift compliance, and watches Sideswipe as he goes from struggling to merely seething. Swivel holds out the knife. "You could have chosen not to throw back." she remarks.

Swivel glances over to Jazz as he claims to only be there to check on things. She tilts her head. "Maybe something more appropriate to play catch or other hand-optic coordination games. Something less stabby," Swivel says, twirling the confiscated knife in her hand, one tire flopping and puckering around its metal hubcap.

Finally, Swivel's attention is drawn to Blurr. She straightens up just a smidge, jerking her head back. She looks him over, but says nothing. If he does not wish to engage a room full of people, she isn't going to press him to. That should be between him and the therapist he was ordered to see.

Skyshredder has posed:
     Skyshredder hangs on tight until Sideswipe stops strugging, and even then she doesn't put him down. Instead she keeps her arms around him, holding him like a child might an cat or dog, with her arms looped under his. It is a loose grip now though, so if he tried to escape he just might make it! She ponders the options on less stabby games. "Oh! How about a ring toss?" she offers. "Or a fish snack dispensor?"

     Jazz says he is only here to check on them, and Skyshredder tilts her head. "Wow. You have good timing, Jazzy! You didn't even know they were having a knife fight down here and you still showed up!"

Jazz has posed:
Jazz takes a long hard sigh, "No. I did not know you were having a KNIFE FIGHT," he says a abit louder than the other words. "Before I can down here," he give Blurr a long hard look before turning back to the others and says. "Sunstreaker huh?"

Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe is still held tight. OR hugged tight. WHile he's not quite struggling as much now he's still revved up and just -barely- not quite as raging over the top to try to charge after his brother. Blurr is for now not responded to. GO Go Speed Racer!

Sideswipe hisses. "He had it coming." Even though -Sideswipe- was the one who was playing 'catch' with combat blades in the barracks.

Swivel has posed:
Swivel looks up at Skyshredder. "Jazzy?" she repeats incredulously. She then looks at Jazz, who doesn't seem to take exception to the nickname, so Swivel shrugs.

Swivel looks between Skyshredder and Jazz and then finally at Sideswipe who is still in the warm embraces of a giant pink shark femme. Lucky fellow! "I'm not sure it was a knife fight, so much as a poorly constructed game involving weapons. You could have taken out someone's optic playing such a reckless game here in a public space." Swivel frowns, looking back at her poor tire. "You are /both/ in trouble. Sunstreaker all the more since he has a higher rank and therefor more responsibility than you." Swivel taps her datapad. "But since I am not in infantry, I will be leaving it in the hands of your direct superiors to decide how to handle this." Swivel looks back to Skyshredder. "Release him whenever you feel he's been amply comforted."

Swivel salutes Jazz again and begins to head off towards her own quarters.

Blurr has posed:
    Presuming no one else tries to stop him, Blurr quietly heads back out to the atrium, looking noticeably depressed. Certainly not the way he usually behaves at all, for anyone who even remotely knows him. But Swivel probably isn't surprised by it. It's no different than the way he was acting on the transport back from the prisoner exchange. Jazz may have seen him like this before, but Sideswipe and Skyshredder haven't.

Skyshredder has posed:
     Skyshredder blinks. "What? I wasn't having a knife fight. I did almost have a sword fight, though!" she says, keeping her grip on Sideswipe as best she can while talking. She seems like she intends to hang on until Sideswipe stops struggling at all, and mmphs softly as he keeps squirming. "Hold still, Swipers. You'll just get in more trouble. We can go box in the sims later if you want to burn off some steam." she says to him.

     Swivel gives Skyshredder an order, and she nods with a happy smile. "You can count on me, Swivel!"

     With Blurr apparently leaving and obviously sad, Skyshredder gives on last try on getting him to stay. "Hey, Speedy!" she calls out loudly enough to be heard down the halls. "Want to...uh...um..." Crap what do race car types like that isn't racing. "...go get our plating polished?"

Jazz has posed:
Jazz looks left then right then considering the situation for the moment. Not willing to overrided Swivel, he says nothing about that order. Then looks as Blurr begins to leave and sighs. The only thing he can do is, "I guess the facilities are adequate," then to Sky. "Don't call me Jazzy."

Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe is still struggling. WHatever particular incident lead into this moment that had him ready to chase after his 'brother' seems to have been a rather deep one. or for the rare person that's read their profiles.. It's a rather common thing.
    But Sideswipe hisses, "Go help Blurr, he needs assistance. I'll be fine." Blurr is given a passing glance. But Sideswipe is too distracted by whatever his own Weaknesses are to give it too much thought!

Swivel has posed:
Swivel pauses for a moment before leaving. Finally she sighs and calls out to Blurr, "It's good to see you back on your feet." But unlike Skyshredder, she does not try to engage him any more than that. She looks at her deflated tire, and shakes her head, then continues on her way to get it patched up and file that report and a complaint or two. Oh, and also put in a call to make sure Blurr is being monitored. Knowing his history, one can't be too cautious.

Blurr has posed:
    Blurr stops when Skyshredder calls out to him down the hall. A brow goes up at her, although he still looks pretty down in general. "What are you on to?" he questions her. "I'm fine. I just--changed my mind since the room is more crowded than I thought it would be. Okay?" he vents impatiently.

Skyshredder has posed:
     Skyshredder blinks in surprise as Jazz tells her not to call him Jazzy, but just gives a slight nod and a bit of a smirk. "Okay." is all she says before repositioning her grip on Sideswipe. "He might need help, but I don't really know how to help with this stuff." she says to Sideswipe before calling out to Blurr again. "Well, Swivs left and I think Jazzy--I mean Jazz is about to go too!" she says.

Jazz has posed:
"Don't call me Jazzy," he looks around as Sky and Sidewipe seem comfortable but his optics land squarely on Sky. He begins to make his exit as well.

"Blurr. You will be in Autobot command in the next few cycles, you pick the day."

Sideswipe has posed:
Sideswipe isn't comfortable. But Sunstreaker is too far away to cath up with. The knife that started all this fun is picked up and slammed hard enough into the nearest wall to stick there. And then Sideswipe is storming out and heading to his own area to brood and/or sulk like a petulant teenager-bot.