| In a Mood | |
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| Date of Scene: | 24 June 2020 |
| Location: | Decepticon Barracks |
| Synopsis: | Decepticons hang out in the barracks. |
| Cast of Characters: | Phantom, Swindle, Starscream, Rumble, Wildchase |
- Phantom has posed:
It's late at the Decepticon barracks - but despite that, it's currently right around the time when the evening shift of Decepticon patrols get off, and the barracks are alive with activity. Some Decepticons are raiding the cabinets looking for engex, hoping for a casual night of drinking since Kaon's Jump Joint is currently closed for renovations, while others are actually trying to recharge and are chastising the other Cons for their noisy rummaging. Some are doing neither, instead, are possibly trying to conduct business. And some.. some are choosing to hang back and stay quiet, watching everything unfold.
For Phantom, he's doing just that - sitting on a bench in the back of the barracks in the shadows, brooding while the rest of the Decepticons make friendly chaos. And perhaps unbeknownst to the other Decepticons, hiding underneath the bench that Phantom is sitting on, is a little robot that could have easily been mistaken for a maintenance drone. Why is he hiding, one might ask? Probably because he's guessing the 'mean' seeker Starscream is probably in the vicinity somewhere, and doesn't want to take any chances on accidentally running into the aerospace commander again...
- Swindle has posed:
Swindle was in the barracks to hoard recharge, and has awakened to flog his wares to the milling hordes of Decepticons. Grinning in his winning way, he has various visible sellable merchandise, including his stain-resistant pillows, because who in a barracks doesn't want a nice soft pillow to lay one's head upon for recharge? "Come on mechs, I've got quality merchandise here. Pillows that require little to no maintenance to keep clean, so you won't be washing them every other cycle."
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble was one of the 'cons who had recently gotten off of patrol and started raiding the cabinets but finding very little he then shouted out as he was trying to find a hidden compartment in the back of the cabinet he fit inside, "I know one of you has a stash somewhere in here! So cough it up" Rumbles voiced became muffled as the cabinet door closed on him, "Bit-brains! I know the combaticon does!" Rumble failed to notice the closed cabinet though he wouldn't be trapped.
- Wildchase has posed:
Wildchase just having finished inspecting a squad of generic decpticons soldiers has decides to go back to the barrakes hes asigned to for a short brake before going back on duty.
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom smirks, watching as Rumble begins rummaging through one of the cabinet, looking for engex. "If you're looking for Blast Off, you're not going to find him in there," He calls out to the mini con with a scoff.
He peers at Swindle. "Well, I've got good and bad news for you, pal. The good news is we got rid of that damned thing. The bad news is that we didn't get the bounty, and Mindwipe needs another arm." He sighs.
- Wildchase has posed:
Wildchase enters the room ignoring the other cons as he sits down on a chair and dust offs his hands.
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble shouted louder as he npticed the door had closed, "I mean the other one! The one thats here! The con artist. Swindle!?" Rumble punched the far side of the cabinet to see if he could hear something move
- Swindle has posed:
"Oh? How did we get rid of 'that thing'?" Swindle says, cocking an optic ridge. "Did it eat Mindwipe's arm and then run off?" He smirks bemusedly as he sorts the pillows, peering over at Rumble. "Yeah, good luck, you're not going to find anything there," he says, "I'm not so foolish as to place any stashes in easy reach of every mech on the base."
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble thought for a moment, "So your'e saying you have a stash on the base? How much do I have to pay to get you to tell me the location?"
- Wildchase has posed:
?even if there was i doubt it would be enough to get even you drunk rumble, and i wouldnt get your hopes up if it does exsist its heavily defended and booby trapped?
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom frowns. "You know, I actually have no idea. I don't remember much about what happened," he says, "we were there, at the Havens, and then.. I blacked out I guess. Next thing I know, I'm in front of some space bridge and Mindwipe says we gotta go, and he's missing an arm. That's all I remember, honestly."
He watches Wildchase carefully, arching a brow ridge at the newcomer, but doesn't address him just yet. He scoffs at Rumble. "With what shanix are you gonna pay him?"
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble kicked the cabinet door open, "Who said anything about shanix? I was probably gonna get the drink and later sell him one of your t-cogs. The offer still stands Swidle."
- Wildchase has posed:
wildchase glances back at Phantom. his fiery red eyes quickly taking a note of the mech was staring at him.
- Swindle has posed:
"Never said I had it IN the base," Swindle says, "And it'll cost you as much as it would if you were gonna buy it. Five hundred shanix worth." He looks over at Phantom again. "What, Mindwipe didn't offer any explanation? Was he out of it too?" He notices the newcomer and tosses him a pillow. "Here, my good mech, it's on the house. If you need anything at bargain prices, I'm your mech."
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble was mildly annoyed, "Phantom do you got any engex? I mean you probably do." He climbed up into a higher cabinet to look around.
- Wildchase has posed:
?i highly doubt it, only a few mechs here have joints and swindle one of them?
- Starscream has posed:
Into the barracks comes StarScream. The heavy clanking of his feet can be heard echoing down the hallway in a metallic thunking. There is a sneer upon his face as he passes by a couple of lower ranking soldiers that quickly steps out of his way. His rage is legendary and those who are younger and weaker does not wish to run foul of his temper.
As he comes into view, he takes a moment to take in who is gathered, arms folding over his chest with a creak of metal scraping like nails on a chalkboard. Though as he catches sight of Phantom, his frown draws a bit tighter as he stares at him for a long moment, then heads towards his locker to jerk it open, the door slamming against the back loudly.
He's in a mood.
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble nearly as soon as he entered the cabinet had somehow locked himself in though it took him a moment to realise but soon a tapping could be heard, "Hello? Someone still there?"
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom's brow ridges crash together as soon as Starscream enters the room. The little robot underneath the bench Phantom is sitting on cowers and draws even further back into the shadow, his little optics dimming. "Well, well, well..." the elusive seeker says with a dark chuckle when Starscream enters, now ignoring the other cons in the room. "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the recharge berth." He raises a brow ridge at Wildchase, but says nothing to other Decepticon. "So. I'm assuming you talked to A1 the other cycle. What'd he tell you?" he says to the aerospace commander.
Rumble's desperate cries to be freed from the cabinet will be ignored for now.
- Wildchase has posed:
wildchase stopped kneeling and stood back up "is there something wrong my lord?"
- Starscream has posed:
As he roots through his locker, Starscream pulls out an energy source for one of his blasters. He takes the old one out, then slaps in the new one with a loud click-clack, then gives it a quick charge as he watches the energy levels rise to a hundred percent. The perfect killing machine.
As Wildchase graces him with his praise, he stands up a bit straighter, smirking. "Nothing is the matter, Wildchase. Go about your business. Maybe fetch me something to drink. Something refreshing." Have underling? Give orders.
Phantom's voice is like an annoying car alarm to him as he turns his attention to him. The kind that wakes you up at four in the morning and never shuts off. Still holding his blaster, he gives it a loud -clack-, then taps it against his broad shoulder. "Continue to use that tone with me, and I'll make sure that you wake up on the wrong side of the bed /every/ morning." He glances over towards the banging from Rumble, then looks over to Swindle. "Let him out before I do it the hard way." He taps the blaster against his shoulder again.
The question about A1? He gives a pause, then says in a loud voice. "You want to know what your slave bot told me, huh? He told me there is a traitor amongst us. Possibly /two/. I guess it depends on what I find out through my investigation and how I will decide to report what I find to Megatron." His voice is ice cold as he gives Phantom another long, measuring look.
Twist the knife. Just a little.
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble stopped tapping and listened for a few minutes then spoke in a muffled voice, "Is that Starscream? Is he pretending to be megatron...or cool?....or possibly competent?"
- Wildchase has posed:
"of course my lord! if i may ask is there any bevrage you perfer In particular?" wildchase stood ready to bolt out of the barraks at a moments notice
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble heard the coversatio about drinks before knocking on the cabinet again, "Get me one!"
- Wildchase has posed:
"oh? sure rumble i'll make sure to get you the finest refreshmements in all of cybertron" wildchase tried to be as overly sarcastic as possible with a face plate
- Swindle has posed:
Swindle sighs and opens up the cupboard for Rumble, who never read The Lion The Witch and the Wardrobe because it hadn't been invented yet where it says it is extremely foolish to shut ones-self into a cupboard/wardrobe. "C'mon, I'll getcha something," he says to Rumble, "Enough rummaging already."
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom's optics flash, though his expression doesn't really exhibit any emotion. Not at first, anyway. A hanging light fixture above them flickers, and wobbles, though there doesn't appear to be anything physically affecting the lamp. The other Decepticons may or may not be aware, but Starscream has done a very fine job of pissing Phantom off.
"And what led you to believe that," he says coolly, watching as Swindle moves to let Rumble out of the cabinet.
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble jumped down from the cabinet, "Finally also thanks what do I owe you?"
- Starscream has posed:
Whipping his rifle over, Starscream 'almost' blew a hole in the cabinet where Rumble was trapped within. He was going to let him out the hard way, but it appears Swindle got there first. Lucky him. He reholsters his weapon and smirks widely as he feels the climate in the air shift to his favor. "Get me whatever you want, Wildchase. I /trust/ you after all. Get my friend Phantom something also. He looks like he could use a drink right about now."
As he turns his head back to stare him down, his sneer curves a bit wider, brows lifting upwards. "I'd love to share this information. It's just .. confidential. On a /need to know/ basis." Placing a hand against his chin, he cracks his neck to one side as a large spark is seen with the movement.
"Rumble, for your disprespect and obvious incompetence. You're in charge of cleaning the latrines for the rest of the month. Make sure they /sparkle/. You know how Grinder can get." He says with a rumble in his throat. "Failure to make me satisfied will earn you a loss of your favorite limb. Do you understand me?"
The tone of his voice is rich with venom, though the threat is real as his fingers curl about his weapon.
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble sighed and looked at Starscream, "Yessir!" Rumble soon sighed afterwords
- Wildchase has posed:
Wildchase Realizing he's gone too soft on swindle in front of his leader immediately stood up straight and looked swindle dead in the optics "you listen here you pathetic poor excuse of a bartender! If you don't walk back into this barracks with the finest beverage you own in that dirt shop of yours, I will make sure my men don't go to your establishment and leave it to die on its own!"
- Swindle has posed:
"Anything you say," Swindle says to Wildchase, then briefly exits to grab the best he can. Which might take a while, given he'll probably get it from Blast Off's shop because well, it's better stuff.
- Wildchase has posed:
after swindle left wildchase relaxed a bit but kept his serious demeanour. thinking to himself if he screwed over is friendly terms with his favourite bartender and how it would him showing up to his bar in his free time
- Phantom has posed:
"Are you sure about that? Ah, well, I guess I'll just have to take you at your word, then, and figure out a situation where you'll need to tell me," he says. He smirks slightly, any trace of his anger seeming to have disappeared. "If you think I'm trying to disrespect you, commander, you're gravely mistaken."
He then turns to Wildchase. "I hope you aren't trying to earn his favor," he says, but doesn't follow that comment up with anything else.
"He chuckles when Rumble gets assigned to maintenance duty. "Have fun, punk. At least you're able to get into places the bigger mechs can't."
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble looked towards Phatom, "I'm not that small, bit-brain. Anyways i'm going to get a drink, a recharge, go on a couple missions them maybe just maybe i'll do the maintenance."
- Starscream has posed:
The bravado from Wildchase causes Starscream's brows to rise upwards. Impressed. Maybe he will get promoted in the near future. From slave to cronie. Triumphantly, he sneers towards Phantom. "I can taste the jealousy in your voice. Don't be upset that no one is willing to serve you in such a manner."
Rumble though gets the focus of his ire as he pulls his weapon from his holster and fires. Hot plasma scorches the air, striking the wall near him as it sizzles and sparks. "You /will/ do what I say or I will turn you into scrap and then turn you into a decorative art piece for Megatron's office. I tire of your voice and I will seek to remove your voicebox." He pulls the rifle upwards, feeling the heat come off the barrel before he reholsters it.
The air is thick with tension now as he straightens up, his eyes wild with anger. He is known for his unstable outbursts and wild decision making involving dismembering of limbs. He gives another glance to Phantom, then turns as he heads for the door of the barrack. "I have tasks to attend to. Tell Wildchase he can deliver my drink to my quarters."
- Swindle has posed:
Swindle finally returns, bringing enough good booze for everybody present. "Here we go, mechs, the finest engex only money can buy." He gives the amounts for Wildchase and Starscream to Wildchase, so that the mech can give his leader the goods, then gives some to Rumble and Phantom.
- Wildchase has posed:
wildchase took the bottle from swindles hand "ah yes i must admit swindle, for a low life untrustworthy crook of a bartender! you sure have quite the fine collection of engnex" wildchase serves lord starscream his drink before he pours a bit for himself. while toasting lord starscream wildchase relises he'll have to remove his faceplate infront of lord starscream. this thought causes him to freeze up a bit
- Rumble has posed:
Rumble wasn't fazed by the blast that went past him and he then took the drink from Swindle, "Thank you very much."
- Swindle has posed:
Swindle beams. "Why yes, yes I do," he says, grinning from audio to audio. "Everybody satisfied? Or at least as satisfied as one can be given the circumstances?"
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom doesn't humor Starscream with response, instead, he just arches a brow ridge at the other seeker, optics glowing mildly. "Heh," he finally mutters quietly to himself, turning to leave the barracks.
He scoffs when Rumble doesn't even react to the blast that goes right past him. What a punk. "You better watch yourself," he says the mini con, "Soundwave won't always be around to fish your aft out of the smelter."
He turns to Wildchase as he leaves, "You do realize that you aren't really gaining anything by doing favors for him, right? He frankly doesn't give a slag." He smirks, and waves dismissively at the engex offered to him by Swindle. "Save it," he says, "I'm not really in the mood, and Shockwave needed me at his lab." And then, like his elusive namesake, he phases right through an adjacent wall, leaving the others to think what they will of his sudden departure.
- Wildchase has posed:
wildchase excused himself from the barracks and marched outs while standing up straight so he could go to an area that was more private so he wouldnt potentially shock his Lord by his broken, sliced and cracked corpse of a mouth.