612/Table Talk

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Table Talk
Date of Scene: 15 October 2018
Location: Maccadam's Old Oil House
Synopsis: Vortex and Hyperdrive talk at Maccaddam's after the drone incident.
Cast of Characters: Swivel, Vortex, Hyperdrive


Vortex has posed:
Vortex swagges back to the bar where the drones went crazy. "I wonder if there'll be free energon or crazy drones tonight." hes alone which is strange for him. Normally he has his Blast Off Nad Brawl shadows.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is already at the bar, looking around under tables and such to make sure there was nothing that might have caused the drones to malfunction. Though he's pretty sure those were not the same drones that normally work at the bar. He rubs at the scrapes on his frame from the battle, making a face at the fact that he couldn't even maintain the nice polish for a week. Using his Small size he continues to move from table to table looking underneath them and the seats since this would undoubtedly be a painful job for any of the bigger mechs.

Vortex has posed:
Vortex is rather calm for himself tonight. He moves to flop down on a chair. "Hey, shorty." he greets Hyperdrive. He takes one of his rotors off his back and twirls it a bit. "So Enerex. Yeah I'd like some tonight."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive rolls his optics while he continues to do the job he was assigned. "Guess that's one thing nice about being a helicopter. Doesn't take very long fer ya ta go fer a spin..." He moves to the next set of tables. "Of course if you stand there with your mouth open and hold your arm just right you could make a great windmill...and ya can hear the wind whistlin through yer head."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex nods "I tried that once. Its real fun. Maybe I should take you for a spin sometime. Tonight. Im about thinking and drinking though." once/if he gets his drink he stares at it a bit. He starts to pick at a nick on his arm with his blade, giggling as it goes a bit deep. Yeah hes got issues.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive shakes his head and continues to the next set of tables. "eh...I've been in some of the rotors. Fer some reason the bots have a bunch of them. Now Shuttles are alot more fun. Especially if you accidently spill cheap wine on them. It's like acid I heard" He grins and grins as he finds a large ball bearing, rolling it around on his hand for a few moments before pocketing it.

Vortex has posed:
Vortex tilts his head. "I wish we had more rotors. Im the only rotor I've seen on our side. Now. My best friend in teh world is a shuttle and ya spill wine on him you answer to me. Its not like acid but he doesnt like it. Hes a classy fellow you know."

Swivel has posed:
    There was a lot of mystery surrounding the drone attack. And while not necessarily assigned to the task, Swivel's combined curiousity and desire for a quick drink had brought her to Macaddam's on her time off. Swivel pushes the door open and peers in, doing a cursory survey of the room. She completely misses Hyperdrive as he checks under around tables, and finding delightful treasures like a new ball. It's Vortex that she sees. And before the door can swing closed behind her she's hightailed it back outside into the street. Maybe she'll come back later.

Hopefully, Hyperdrive will be okay.

Vortex has posed:
Vortex calls back. "Hey I saw that door. Come on in, Im not gonna hurtcha!" he giggles. "Femmes, an I right? I think you scared her off!"

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive pulls his head out from under the table and looks at Vortex and looks around. Oookay, Vortex is talking to nonexistant people....again. He puts his head back under the tables, "Oh I know..has a really really awesome gun too..still debatin if I want a rifle like that or if I want a different sorta weapon. The rifle was fun. Though the first time I shot it I got knocked off the rock I was on and landed nearly on my head"

Vortex has posed:
Vortex shakes his head. "There was a little femme who came in here almost and left. I think you spooked her being all so scary. I couldnt have. Im normal." He says "Then again. we do have a history. You torture a person one time.." He drills that blade into his own arm again and chuckles. "You should try a smaller gun. One more your size. I prefer glue guns myself. Speaking of guns. I know one of your people has a certain shuttle's gun. He wants it back. They'd probabyly want you back too come to think of it."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns, "Ya know...Pretty sure that shuttle found out that it isn't wise ta underestimate the ability of those smaller than him. And I will gladly shove a grenade up yer exhaust port AND bring yer pretty rotors home as souvenoirs if you even attempt ta hurt me anyone I'm with. I ain't had the honor of yer hospitality. But I can sure as the pit tell ya how nice Brawl dances when ya shoot at his feet and he can't get ya."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex chuckles "You. Are sassy." he says. "And I love it but you know. Its not going to work. Pickin on my friends to try to get me angry. I've got enerex and pain. Im good tonight. Im calm and well behaved."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "You picked first. I'm just makin sure we have an understandin. I ain't got yer friend's gun. WHen I had it, I took care of it cause I know how much it meant ta him. Not ta say I didn't have an absolute blast shootin stuff with it. But when he got it back it was almost in better condition than when he last saw it. Now...ya leave my friends alone and all, I'll check around and see who perhaps has the gun. Can't guarantee what condition it's in cause it wasn't me or my friend who grabbed it. I ain't a big mech and unfortunately I gotta show everyone else that I'm not just an easy mark. Just ask the bots who are in the brig cause they decided ta bully me."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex nods "You gave it back eh?" he says. "No one told me but anyways..." he says. "Why didnt you bug it or anything. Surely you did something. Its not right to just leave it alone..." he says. "You have small bot syndrome. I get it. Its my job to get in people's heads you know."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive chuckles, "Let's see, fired it, learned ta clean it from the bot snipers....then I oiled and it got returned. But that was a while ago." OH wonder if Blast off never told his brother about THAT incident. "As I said, don't know who currently has it. Didn't realize it was missin until you just said somethin But...not like I go outta my way ta chat. As fer havin small bot syndrome? Nope. I know some bots who DO have it. Huffer...and a few others. I'm happy fer everyone ta leave me alone and other than when I'm performin fer the crowds."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex blinks "Wait are you saying he ...let you touch his gun and live? Thats so ...wow.. I... I dont believe you. Who would let another mech touch their gun?" he looks at Hyperdrive. "We'll see. They always deny it too." He syas. "I love to talk to people. I mean you wouldnt know it by my reputation but I can be real. Real /real/ friendly."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive moves to the next set of tables. You know it's really easy to talk to a big scary mech when you are kinda hiding under the tables. He peeks his head out and grins. "I've got pics...best one was takin by my roommate. Apparently they thought it was adorable that I was curled up with it recharging." He ducks back under the bench and is continuing checking under the tables. He has found a few 'listening devices' which he'll turn in too. "Part of the reason I was allowed ta live I think is cause I ended up saving some cons during the ceasefire"

Vortex has posed:
Vortex scrunches his face. "Why did you do that? You're the enemy you know. You shoot us dont save us." He says. "You guys are weird. Maybe thats why Blast Off seems so..friendly around you people."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive chuckles from under the table. "At the time they were part of my team. We had ta work together to get out of the cave and to the portal or we were all gonna die. And yes....we're different factions. But we're all Cybertronians. When this stupid fighting ends....someone has to realize that or there's going to be a whole lot of useless dying and destruction."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex scowls. "I hope Im dead and smelted before the war's over. That idea's kinda scary you know. So. This begs the question. You could do anything you want tonight. Why do you talk with the great insane torture chopper?"

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "Actually...I'm doin my job. Chattin with you happens to just be makin the time less tedious. I've heard yer reputation and this is probably the safest and ONLY chance I'll have ta actually converse with you where your next step isn't shootin or offlining me. Something about the fact that everyone likes bein able ta get a drink from somewhere other than the commisary. Now...in this case you spoke ta me first. Well...kinda insulted me first, I insulted back thus I can't be accused of instigatin conversation with a known adversary. I'm not havin ta protect anyone and yer not showin off fer any of yer buddies. So....I don't see see why I wouldn't take advantage of the situation. You yourself say you know people. I used ta make money fer my friends by performin fer people. We both have ta know how ta judge our audiences. I lack the power and sheer intimidation that you have. I have ta make up fer it by cunning and my own skills. Otherwise how would someone like me survive fightin QUake or Brawl."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex tilts his head. "Hey I didn't insult you. Thats just how I greet people." and it is. He even insults his fellow Combaticons when he greets them. Ask the 'cuddle shuttle'. "What kinda performances do you do? It doesnt involve dancing does it? I mean I woudlnt mind but..." he says. "My job is to be curious too. Ask questions. Im not likely to kill anyone. Not at first but shoot? you might be right about that. These kinda encounters lets you know your enemy. And why they are so weird before you shoot them. Then you dont feel so guilty about it."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive is almost done the section he's at. "Acrobatics, prestidigitation....guess some of it can be considered dancin....jugglin. Used ta love jugglin..." His voice trails off and well the torturer in Vortex can probably pick up on the angst of that sentence. He's quiet a moment before going back to his work, moving to the next table before he speaks again. "Just remember when yer eyein me in that scope, I wasn't an Autobot until you Decepticons made me one."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex picks up on the tone and the used to. "What happened?" he asks. "What make you stop juggling?" he leans in acting interested. "Well I wasn't always a con but thats neither here nor there."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "I had these beautiful juggling balls....they sparkled in the light and were my most prized possessions. Used ta have them out with me all the time. And then...then my best friend's spark was shot out before my eyes. We were three cadets just joyridin and enjoyin life. They were celebrating my first real mission. And quake killed my one friend, took another for the arena and hurt me pretty bad. They were my family...all gone. The one ball I crushed after a bad episode. The other....I think I used it as a carrier fer blast I used against quake. The last one...I gave to the one who saved me from myself. One of these days I'll find some replacement ones. The few I've used, I don't like all that much. The weight is wrong and they lack whatever it was that made the other ones special."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex winces "The worst things always seem to happen on the best days of peoples lives dont they.." He says. "Im sorry, Hyperdrive. I know some cons go out and do it just for the joy of hurting poeple. Killin families and leaving one to live to tell the tale. But I dont. Seen too many Autobots recruited that way." no he just kills everyone, no trauma, no future autobots. But he doesnt mention that. "I dont do it for some special thrill of people hurting." thats just a bonus! "I do it for the pay. For the shillex. With me, no hard feelings little bot. Its just business. Im sorry my business met your family."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive shrugs, "I've learned ta live. And I've learned not ta hope that things will get better. I've struggled through the pain ta make myself better so that I won't be the victim that I was. Just ask Quake...or better yet, there's video out there of what I did ta him. I might not have avenged Barreler's death, but he won't forget me anhytime soon."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex nods "Vengeance is a good start. Always helps me feel better." who is he to give psychological advice. "But you know. Your balls were important to you so.. here's what we're going to do. You're gonna get me what Im lookin for- my brother's gun in perfect condition full working order from whwerever it is and whoever has it.. and I'll help ya get new balls built. Maybe they'll be bigger. Shinier. Maybe they wont explode. Who knows its a crazy world."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive finishes his work on that areas tables. and slides out. He pockets the little roller that he was using to not have to scrape along the floor. He then grins faintly and brings out 3 cylinder rings and ends up juggling them a little before he tosses all three into the air where they magnetize together and form a long barrel that Hyperdrive deftly snags out of the air and puts it to the ground, balancing on it before balancing on it and doing a quick spin. Stepping further on one side and raising the other foot, the barrel rises up on it's side and Hyperdrive ends up balanced on the top, giving a quick bow to Vortex before hopping down and grabbing the cylinder and subspacing it. "I'll check for the gun. Not sure what I'll find but I can at least do that."

Vortex has posed:
Vortex nods "Ok well. If it so happens to come into your posession we can talk about it. The deal's still open right?" he says.

Vortex has posed:
Vortex pauses. "Loved the show though." He applauds Hyperdrive. "You're pretty talented, kid. Anyways I better get back to base. Anyone catches me bein all nice and not tormenting people and making gundeals with Autobots and I'll never hear the end of it. Take it easy, shorty."