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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 4, 2012 16:38:06 GMT -5
M7W3D4, Kate's apartment, semi-private
Kate Mason has a had a long, hard day of stupid, petty things, which describes a lot of her days. She looks both ways down the hallway and up and down too as she reaches to unlock her door. Kate finds the door unlocked and frowns. She knows that she locked it this morning. Kate may be old, but she is a security expert, and old habits die the hardest. Besides, there is an alarm, too, and the alarm is not going. For a moment, Kate thinks about going outside, climbing the fire escape, and sneaking into her apartment that way.
Then she grips her club in hand, sets her jaw, and slams open the door, roaring, "Okay, if you're still in there, you better come out right this second and have a blasted good reason."
It better not be the termite insecticide guy again. The landlord is supposed to warn her about that.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 4, 2012 16:42:26 GMT -5
Rodney Pryor is sitting on Kate's couch, watching Kate's television (MLP2 is on), drinking one of Kate's beers. As she bursts into her apartment, he gives her a grin that one might describe as "slag-eating," if one were a robot.
"I've got a great reason!" he answers. He holds up the beer in his hand. "I was out of beer, so I decided you had too much and really needed to share!" Really, Rodney is more of a hard cider man, but beer'll do in a pinch.
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 4, 2012 19:38:17 GMT -5
"Son, you don't have the sense that Vector Sigma gave the Stunticons - an' it didn't give them none," Kate snarls, exasperated. She raises her free hand to cover her forehead and puts her club back on her belt. "Leakin' lubricants, I coulda taken off your head."
This better not be some stupid doppelganger, but Kate tends to think a doppelganger would have better survival instincts.
"I ought to give the Kup that raised you a piece of my mind - stealin' another 'bot's beer?"
That is apparently what Kate considers to be the most egregious offense here, the beer theft, not the breaking and entering. Grumbling, she locks the door behind herself.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 5, 2012 10:46:22 GMT -5
"My Kup drank oil or energon," Rodney answers smugly. "Anyway, I'll replace it later," he waves it off. Really, if his Kup had drunk beer, Rodimus would have stolen it just to torque him off, anyway, and Rodney has a hard time believing that Kate's Rodimus wouldn't have pulled the same thing if given the chance.
"Anyway, I figured your reflexes were good enough that you wouldn't hit me, and if they weren't, well, my reflexes are better than yours." He takes another swig of his drink. He's not enjoying the taste itself, but Kate's irritation makes it delicious.
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 5, 2012 11:49:05 GMT -5
Rodney must have a death wish.
Kate opens up her fridge to get herself a beer and finds... a Human Alliance Kup action figure wrapped around the last beer. There is a little Epps figurine standing next to it. She mutters lowly, "Kid, if your reflexes are so good..." she grabs the Kup toy off the beer and wings it at Rodney, "...catch."
Then she pops open her beer and takes a swig. She supposes that she should probably take Epps out of the fridge, so she drops him off on top of the television for lack of a better idea. Casually, she adds, "I think you misplaced some of your dolls. Anyway, you better not replace the beer with any of your slagging girly drinks."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 5, 2012 18:34:29 GMT -5
Rodney's hand shoots up, catching the Kup action figure. He sets it on Kate's coffee table with a smirk. "You know, old man, I'm pretty sure that there are quite a few Europeans who'd take issue with you calling cider a 'girly drink' while drinking an American beer. Anyway, don't worry, I'll buy more of this stuff," he swirls the liquid in the bottle that he's holding, then takes another gulp. "I might also get some cider for when I drop by, but I'll definitely get you your beer."
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 5, 2012 19:00:29 GMT -5
"An' I'm quite sure I don't care," Kate snaps back.
Epps falls off the top of the television and down behind it. While Kate is fishing for Epps, she finds that, hidden behind the television, there is a First Edition Kup, which is must more accurate than the Human Alliance Kup because it does not need to accommodate a passenger figurine.
Kate scowls at the First Edition Kup for a long moment, then fishes it and the Epps out and flings them both at Rodney.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 6, 2012 0:29:01 GMT -5
Rodney laughs as the toys are flung his way, and he catches the Kup, but Epps ends up pelting him on the shoulder. "I'm just saying, Ku- Kate, you might not be the best judge of what counts for 'girly' with humans, anyway!" Then he considers for a moment, and snorts. "Or maybe you are, I guess it depends on what your other set of memories say."
So did Kate's parents ever try to force her into pink dresses and ribbons?
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 6, 2012 0:51:56 GMT -5
They did, into a Sunday bonnet shaped like a giant pink rose and a satin tulle pink Easter dress. This is why Kate grew up so cranky, or it would be, if she was actually a woman and not a male space robot.
She tries to sit herself down on the couch next to him, but there is something hard under the seat. "Ow!" Warily, she stands and peers under the seat. Out of the dark bolts a Crank Action Kup toy that has been wound up to ambush whoever looks under the seat with a face full of Kup.
Kate sputters, "Dagnabit consarned hellion! I oughta sandblast your paint... eh, tan yer hide, I guess." She flings the Crank Action Kup toy at Rodney. Then she sits back down on the de-booby-trapped couch. "My other memories got way, way too much in 'em about what's girly and what ain't. Y'know how hard I had to holler to get into Machine Shop class instead of Home Economics?"
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 6, 2012 13:35:54 GMT -5
Rodney just laughs as Kate is ambushed by the toy Kup, laughs hard enough that it prevents him from catching this one, which hits him in the chest and falls into his lap. He picks it up and places it on the coffee table with the others.
There is apparently now a small army of tiny Kups mustering on Kate's coffee table.
"Not really, no," he answers in response to Kate's (possibly rhetorical) question. "I get the feeling you're about to tell me, though." He picks his bottle back up and takes another gulp - he's almost finished with his drink by now.
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 6, 2012 14:48:23 GMT -5
This is what Rodney gets for trapping Kate's apartment with Kup toys: stories that definitely did not actually happen, unlike Kup's usual stories, which might have happened.
Kate rattles off, "It was a different time. A time when a woman was expected to get married and take care of the home while the man went off and did actual interesting things. Naturally, I wasn't having anything to do with that. Sewing? Cooking? Cleaning? Child-rearing? I wasn't having any truck with that, no siree. Now Machine Shop, you got to use power tools and build stuff, so the summer before, I worked a roofing job, hauling tar, to convince the Shop teacher to let me in."
"Slag, but I wanted to be on the football team, too. Didn't manage that, though. So's I did roller derby, soccer, and women's field hockey. 'Cos running around with sticks or jabbin' a skater with your elbow or kicking a ball real hard can be girly, but tackling a man can't." Kate rolls her eyes and drinks her beer.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 6, 2012 15:00:57 GMT -5
As Kate talks, Rodney's brain attempts to create a picture of "Kup as proper little house-wife," and then promptly blue-screens. He stares blankly at the movie on TV for a moment, and then shakes his head to clear it.
"This stuff seriously hurts my head sometimes," he complains, lift a hand to cover his forehead.
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 6, 2012 15:50:12 GMT -5
Kate was apparently also incapable of picturing herself as a proper little house-wife, which is why she never become one!
"Mine, too, lad," Kate agrees. "I get headaches just thinking about my ex. I keep wanting to put that man through a wall... and then I gotta remind myself it probably didn't actually happen."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 6, 2012 23:02:00 GMT -5
Rodney again just stares for a moment.
Finally, he speaks.
"Your ex?" Then he waves his hand and shakes his head. "Never mind. Just... I don't want to hear it." Hopefully it's not too late to avoid hearing it anyway!
Meanwhile, the movie ends with the hero and his girlfriend making out while riding a pony off into the sunset.
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 6, 2012 23:19:26 GMT -5
"Ex-husband -" Kate starts to say, and then she stops and shrugs. "Just keep in mind, lad, that if you fall for someone, make some agreements, and then he or she expects you to do something different after those agreements that you don't want to do, you can always kick 'em to the curb."
She doesn't really expect that Rodney is going to have problems like that, with Arcee expecting him to give up his career to spend his time cleaning her room, refining energon, and building new Autobots, but this place is weird enough that it could happen.
Kate feels bad for the horse as she watches the credits roll. Eventually, they get to the effects section, and there is a... she reads the name aloud, "Rodney Pryor." She smirks.
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