Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Nov 4, 2010 20:01:48 GMT -5
"Oh, well, there's nothing wrong with his paint job. It's just, uh, kinda loud, y'know? I was wondering if maybe at some point we were planning on putting him back in his old colors. Maybe when we get a little more cash," he says.
"Yeah, Omega's rooming with me and Jazz." Nightbeat prefers the Guardian. He doesn't play loud music.
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Post by Long Haul on Nov 4, 2010 20:20:52 GMT -5
It's not women that Long Haul has problems understanding. It's children.
Long Haul shrugs. "No plans, but that's mostly 'cos I haven't really thought much about it one way or another. Been a lot going on, you know?"
"Oh, hey, Clipper," Long Haul greets, then looks at the others and rubs the back of his head. "I s'pose maybe we oughta continue on with the tour soon. Next is the hard light sim room. Y'oughta see that one, Omega! It's something else!"
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Holi
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Post by Holi on Nov 6, 2010 10:57:11 GMT -5
No, Holi doesn't fall off the sofa. He does, however, stare in surprise for a second or two. He'd give Clipper a worried look if he didn't think she'd get mad at him for fretting over her too much.
"Ah… heh… don't worry about it," he tells her. "I'll be down in just a minute." Then, with a frown of concentration firmly set, he works on hauling himself onto the back of the sofa in such a way that he can stand, balanced on the rigid part just behind the cushions. Once he's achieved that, he sticks out his right arm and offers Omega Supreme his hand. It'll be the most awkward handshake – claw shake? – ever if the big Guardian accepts. "It's good to see you're okay," Holi says with a sincere smile. "And I don't want to hold up your tour any longer, but welcome back."
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Post by Clipper on Nov 6, 2010 16:49:02 GMT -5
"See? He thinks they're okay," Clipper replies to Nightbeat, grinning before she circles around to the other side of the couch and climbs up. She probably could wait for Holi to help her up, but... he's already worrying about her, and climbing up onto the couch is just a bit of a scramble, not anything terribly difficult, after all.
She isn't going to try climbing all the way up onto the back like Holi is, however; he'd try to help and fall off, or she'd fall off or something equally embarassing. No, instead, she'll just stand on the cushions and peek over the back like Holi had been doing before she'd entered.
"Hello to you, too, Long Haul, sir. You did a good job," she offers pleasantly, nodding toward Omega.
"And, yes, welcome back, Omega Supreme, sir. I'm really glad that you're okay now." Standing like she is, she can't even reach up to offer a hand/claw shake, but she doesn't think he'll mind too much. She'll just smile instead.
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Omega Supreme
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Post by Omega Supreme on Nov 6, 2010 17:52:47 GMT -5
Omega Supreme tries to accept Holi's handshake, reaching out as gently as he can with his claw hand, his servos barely tapping the claws closed. He manages a smile back at Holi, even if his face seems made for a perpetual mild frown.
He's a little bit bewildered and overwhelmed at how nice everyone is, how welcoming and open.
Omega Supreme finds himself says again, for lack of a better idea, "Sentiments: appreciated," and he really does mean it, as much as he can.
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Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Nov 7, 2010 10:08:41 GMT -5
"The sim room's nice, but it's no substitute for real experience," Nightbeat opines. Not that Omega is lacking in experience. It just doesn't do to get used to all your wounds disappearing after a fight, and then not having to clean up bodies.
Nightbeat thinks he has a pretty decent handle on both dames and children. Children get kidnapped and ransomed, and dames flirt with you and then try to stab you in the back. It's all very simple. Clipper confuses him a little, as she appears to be a bit of both. He'd give Holi some advice on how to handle her, but he'd likely come off as a misogynistic jackaft.
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Post by Long Haul on Nov 7, 2010 19:15:58 GMT -5
Long Haul shrug at Nightbeat. "I don't imagine it is, but I think the idea is that if you spend enough time on the fake experience learnin' how to deal with 'em, maybe the real experience won't be the last experience."
He watches Holi haul himself up to the back of the couch. If he'd been nearer, he might have helped the Micromaster up, but at the moment he's standing a bit closer to the door.
He rubs the back of his head, waiting patiently to see whether it's time to move on, or if Omega would prefer to stick around the lounge a bit longer. He couldn't blame him - Holi and Clipper are nice enough sorts, after all.
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Holi
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Post by Holi on Nov 8, 2010 23:37:19 GMT -5
Fear not, Omega; Holi is a sturdy little guy! Not sturdy enough to withstand the Guardian's might, of course, but he feels he can handle a handshake. Why, if he'd been pulled a little later than he was, he'd have been shot at by Decepticons and buried in rubble with only a banged up arm to show for it!
As it is, he grins broadly and tightens his grip when Omega Supreme answers his handshake and he can't quite stifle his laugh. Why, Omega Supreme can smile!
"Okay!" Holi says and strikes a macho pose with elbows crooked and both fists in the air to either side of his head once he lets go, provided Omega relinquishes hold at the same time. He's doing it at least in part purely to show off in front of Clipper. "Now to beat this mission!" He means the video game, of course, and before he jumps back down to the cushions, he chirps, "I'll see you later!" Then down he hops to retrieve his controller.
OOC: Soon to be out of thread once the tour carries on to other parts of the ship?
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Post by Clipper on Nov 9, 2010 19:00:25 GMT -5
Clipper's already done the got-kidnapped thing, Nightbeat. She'll pass on any more of that, thanks. It would be amusing to see who she would slap, first, though, if Nightbeat did give Holi any advice and he followed it.
Wow! Clipper honestly didn't know that Omega Supreme could smile! He's always been so solemn when she's seen him!
Holi is posing, though, and she knows that much of it is for her. It's just so... so... Holi, that she can't help but trill a little giggle.
"Enjoy your tour, Mister Omega Supreme, sir," she adds, waving to him from where she is peeking over the back of the couch, before she turns to stare down at Holi with her hands on her hips.
"But after that, you promised two-person!" Not that she'd really mind watching him play, actually. But she has to tease him a little, right?
ooc: likewise out of thread once the tour continues.
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Omega Supreme
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Post by Omega Supreme on Nov 15, 2010 19:00:51 GMT -5
OOC: I forgot I was up here. Sorry!
Omega Supreme releases Holi in time to allow for the macho pose. He's not really sure what that's supposed to mean. Omega Supreme, see, was a macho pose all by himself, no matter what he was doing, when he had his old body.
He nods to the two-happy-seeming Micromasters and heads off.
On the way to the sim room, he explains to Nightbeat and Long Haul, "Body: new. Experience: insufficient. Learning: required."
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Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Nov 15, 2010 21:10:05 GMT -5
Nightbeat touches his hand to his forehead by way of farewell to the Micromasters, in a gesture that would have looked much cooler if he had actually been wearing a fedora to tug at the brim of.
"A new body takes some getting used to. Even with the telepathic link, I can't tell you how many times I dropped Muzzle when we were first bonded. I'm just glad he's got all double-joints now or he'd have broken his arms and legs a thousand times leaping off my neck." Truly there is nothing ball-joints cannot solve.
"But yeah, I'm not worried about Omega getting overconfident because of the sim room. Primus knows you've got plenty of experience, right, big guy?" he asks.
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Post by Long Haul on Nov 16, 2010 8:54:15 GMT -5
"See ya, Holi, Clipper," Long Haul says with a wave as he steps out. He walks alongside Nightbeat and Omega, rubbing the back of his head at the talk of new bodies. "I s'pose," he says. "Wouldn't really know." This Long Haul, after all, has never had to learn how to try to direct Devastator.
As they enter the sim room, he explains, "Folks call this room different things - hard light training room, holo room, sim room. I helped build it, but I'm not really sure how it works. I mean, I know it uses hard-light holograms for the simulations, but the faked damages and stuff... not so sure how that works. Seems pretty handy, though. If you screw up bad enough to get killed, it even feels rotten enough to not wanna do that again, but... you ain't actually dead, which is the important bit."
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Omega Supreme
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Post by Omega Supreme on Nov 20, 2010 20:27:04 GMT -5
Omega Supreme gives Nightbeat an odd look as he mentions dropping Muzzle repeatedly. Maybe he feels a bit better about being clumsy right now, given the rebuild.
He steps over to the sim room computer, slides that datajack in and spends a few moments gazing at nothing at all as he wrestles with the computer.
Then Devastator appears.
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Nightbeat
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Post by Nightbeat on Nov 20, 2010 22:35:18 GMT -5
Nightbeat looks up at the infamous green and purple combiner, then over at Omega Supreme.
As he pulls his plasma blaster from subspace, he comments reflectively, seemingly to no-one in particular "They've got a saying on Nebulos that if you keep picking at a wound, it'll never heal." Then he looks over at Long Haul. The Contrtructibot's reaction ought to be telling.
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Post by Long Haul on Nov 20, 2010 23:55:35 GMT -5
Telling what?
Long Haul stares. The alternate mode details are all slightly off, but still, it's clear: that's his team up there. That's him.
After a moment, he steps back, still staring, and protests, tone split between angry and frightened, "I told you, Omega, I ain't gonna be that!"
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