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Post by Mirage on Jul 9, 2012 17:11:15 GMT -5
M8W1D2 open
Addison Payne pays very well for his vehicles to be maintained in peak condition. He has never found himself standing next to his car, in a questionable area, wondering exactly what has happened this time and how on earth is he going to get it fixed.
This makes his current situation so novel a concept that the model is left scratching his head as he stares at the smoke curling up from under the hood of his Bentley. Addison glances around, noting how very, very sketchy the area seems to be. Curse Bay for his insistence on "gritty realness" in the filming areas. Not that Addison is worried about being accosted, oh no. No one ever bothers him (except Decepticons).
The question is what is he going to do about his car. His phone seems to be lacking in signal at the moment, and while there may be pay phones nearby, the model is loathe to leave his lovely car out for the local car cannibals. It would be stripped in two-point-five, before his back was even properly turned, he is sure.
Annoyed, he goes back to mucking around with his phone. He's a bloody fairy according to Bambi and Roddy. Addison should have some good luck magic or something that will fix this situation, right?
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Post by Duskwing on Jul 11, 2012 22:49:49 GMT -5
It certainly is a questionable neighborhood--Guido Ala lives there. Nobody messes with his car, though--for two reasons: one, he's a "made" man, a Mafia heavy, and two, his car is an antiquated clunker. That's probably why he "borrows" random neighbor's cars when he wants to drive somewhere and not pay for the parking tickets.
Mr. Ala just happens to be strolling down the street with a six-pack of beer in one hand, coming from the direction of the local bodega when he spots the distressed car and owner. What was that about never being bothered by anyone except Decepticons?
He's dressed casually, but the dark gray leather jacket is cut just a bit too nice and expensive-looking for the neighborhood, as are the dark blue, new-looking denim jeans he's wearing. The black workman's boots he's wearing look just as new.
"Huh," he says, looking Addison and his car over. "Nice car. Be a shame if something happened to it in dis neighborhood."
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Post by Swerve on Jul 19, 2012 13:51:16 GMT -5
Still half a block down the street but making his way along with a sack of groceries cradled in one arm – and he has what he has only because a little granny took pity on him as he stared at the dozen brands of peanut butter in hopeless confusion – Willard honestly notices the car long before he registers the people next to it. That is not the sort of car that shows up on this end of town. Though, he decides wryly when he sees the smoke wisping out from under the bonnet, it would figure a sleek vehicle like that has to break down to be here.
The traffic is thin as always, so Willard just starts across the street at an angle.
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Post by Mirage on Jul 21, 2012 21:32:32 GMT -5
Addison looks up as Guido addresses him. In truth, the actor was very aware of the other man's approach, just as Addison is aware of the approaching redhead man cutting across the street. He hasn't completely lost his survival skills and awareness of surrounds, after all.
"It would be," Addison says smoothly as he does the very obvious Searching for Signal cell phone dance, "But I rather doubt I'll have any trouble."
Oh hey, he just got a bar of signal! Quickly, he hits the button to dial his mechanic- and the signal drops.
"Slag it all!" he swears a bit too loudly, "How can there be anyplace without signal in this day and age?"
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Post by Duskwing on Jul 23, 2012 15:16:26 GMT -5
Guido Ala smirks at Addison and shakes his head. "Youse don't know dis neighborhood, do you? Trust me on dis, if you turn your back, good chance it'll be stripped in thirty-seconds flat. Dat's assuming someone don't knock your head in and take it and your wallet. Now I figure--"
Addison's exclamation about the cell phone interrupts him. Guido stares at him blankly for a moment, then shrugs.
"Dat's easy, it's all the buildings around here. Signal just bounces around and gets lost, and who's gonna put up a repeater here?" Mr. Ala says. "Now, like I was sayin', I figure I can help you out here, see?"
Guido's spiel may or may not be interrupted by the approaching Mr. Swanson.
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Post by Swerve on Jul 24, 2012 13:04:14 GMT -5
Much like his own use of the word caught Kate's attention, the obviously out of place stranger with the nice car belting out that particular swear grabs Willard's attention for a moment. He nearly launches into a riveting rendition of okay which one are you right there, only bringing himself up short because he doesn't know what he'll do if the man with the phone is a 'Con. Oh, he could just start brawling him right there, sure, and it's a tempting thought. But then he remembers he's already on thin ice with the cops, and he remembers Kate's admonitions on the subject.
"Pop the hood," he says without the slightest preamble as he sets down his groceries beside the front driver's-side wheel. "Lemme see what I can do." He turns a dire look on the man in the jacket, acutely aware of how off he looks in all that new gear, but he says nothing for the moment. It's like someone back home with brand new body work; it sticks out. The style fits the area, but there's too much flash.
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Post by Mistwind on Jul 24, 2012 17:59:54 GMT -5
Mistwind couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, chilling out on a roof waiting for nightfall and he caught the whole ordeal that Addison Payne found himself in.
Secretly, Mistwind had taken a liking to the movies. He spends valuable off time learning about human culture through these motion pictures. Perhaps he even garnered an eye for some remarkable actors. And Addison was remarkable. After a severe contemplation, Mistwind had decided that going up and helping out would be a breeze. Humans valued help, right?
Traversing roofs and dropping down to streetlevel, the lithe mech trods up without hesitation, smiling brightly, "Wow! Human, your transportation has totally burned out, saw it from way down there you know? But don't worry! We'll help you on your way real-quick! You, human (nodding at Willard), check the underside, that's the thing with them, I'll hold it up for you, no trouble at all!" With that, Mistwind assumes a solid stance, grips the rear of the bentley, hoists it up into the air and holds it there with precision. "There! You should be able to access its systems just fine now!"
Oh, most definitely. Also, if allowed then Mistwind will not be wearing the purple insignias because they will incite certain associations with the human populace. And absolutely no-one needs those in this case
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Post by Mirage on Aug 1, 2012 10:27:50 GMT -5
OOC: Sure sure, sigils can be painted over easily enough
Addison cuts his eyes toward Guido at the mobster's offer of help, and drawls "I rather doubt you can, actually. Go try your confidence games on a less world-savvy gentleman. I-"
"I beg your pardon?" Addison switches focus suddenly at Willard's command to pop the hood, "Why exactly should I- oh my word!"
The exclamation is caused by the appearance of a robot, a robot which is now manhandling Addison's favorite car! Now, robots aren't that odd a thing in today's world, but unattached, independently-thinking, humanoid robots aren't exactly found often the slums of Detroit.
Addison holds up his phone and snaps a picture of Mistwind, "How novel. Lynn will be fascinated, I'm sure." If he can get enough signal at some point* he will send the picture to Nightbeat.
"Um, hrm... are the two of you mechanics?," he asks, looking from Mistwind to Willard and back again.
*to be determined by the random roll of a die before I post each time.
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Post by Duskwing on Aug 1, 2012 19:45:05 GMT -5
Guido scowls and clenches a fist. "Confidence games? Why you--"
Wait, a witness just turned up. Guido keeps his fist at his side and turns to glare at Willard. "Hey! I was here foist. Youse can wait your turn to---hey, ain't you the guy what went all those rounds wit' the Papago Kid? Some guys lost big on dat one, and--"
Wait, a robot just turned up! Guido C. Ala, steps back and stares at Mistwind, jaw dropped. He stares blankly for quite some time.
"Misty? What is youse doing here? How'd you get so big?"
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Post by Swerve on Aug 13, 2012 20:02:43 GMT -5
When the robot shows up and just butts on in, Willard takes a step back, startled. His bemused expression quickly turns to irritation, however, his brow furrowing, and he points at the robot with his free hand.
"I don't know who or what the scrap that thing's up to," he barks, "but it sure ain't helping anything." He rounds on the robot, adding, "Put the blasted car down! I can't look at the engine with you hiking the car up like that, you overgrown fax machine!" Addison will have to wait a bit longer for an answer to whether or not Willard is a mechanic.
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Post by Mistwind on Aug 15, 2012 11:38:13 GMT -5
Mistwind… shows no sign of responding to the name of ‘Misty’. And unless the human starts doing really stupid things, he won't do so for a while to come*. Of course, this is Duskwing... being oblivious to why Mistwind is taller than him now.
Mistwind gives Addison a confused look, "Bwu-what? Are your optical sensors broken, human? Of COURSE I'm mechanic! Most of my parts are metal!" Mistwind replies indignantly. “I might be little, but you don’t need to go and-Ah!”
The redhaired human is agitated, and breaks out in a rough use of words. Did Mistwind do something wrong? He bites his lip, “But… I’m not a fax machine… and… and I’m not grown… I’m build…” Still, he makes haste to comply, “Er… as you say!” promptly letting go of the car’s rear!
Yikes. Well, the human didn’t say gently.
* As in, that would be a split off thread or something of a sort. But Mistwind is definitely aware of Human!Duskwing.
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Post by Mirage on Aug 19, 2012 14:08:31 GMT -5
OOC: Dice roll indicates success for a signal. Another roll next round will determine if the signal holds enough for the pic to go through.
Addison is momentarily distracted by the tableau before him by acquiring a very small amount of signal on his phone. He attempts to send the picture of Mistwind to Nightbeat before the signal drops again.
He looks up in horror as his dear car drops to the ground with a resounding clatter. "Oh no. Nonononono! My car! My precious, imported, custom-made-for-me car! Oh, I hope you haven't damaged the frame. It's the best quality make man can manage but-" Addison cuts off abruptly as he gets down and tries to look under the car. Technically, he hasn't said anything untoward, but Guido's reaction to Mistwind is suspicious.
Not to mention that the red-headed man is pinging some bells in Addison's head. The man's mannerisms and attitudes are very familiar.
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Post by Duskwing on Aug 20, 2012 21:29:23 GMT -5
Guido winces as the giant robot drops Addison's car. "Hey! Be careful wit' dat car, Misty! If you goes and breaks it, dis guy ain't gonna pay me to keep it safe, see?"
He whirls to face Willard, one finger pointing aggressively. "And you! Do not yell at Misty--you ain't in his chain a' command, and you ain't in mine, so slag off. I'm the only one around here what gets to yell at him." Guido stops to peer at Willard. "Yeah, you are dat guy. What the frag is a bare-knuckle bruiser like you doin' fixin' cars? Or you just tryin' to muscle in on me? Dat would be a mistake."
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Post by Swerve on Aug 26, 2012 14:50:56 GMT -5
Willard is less taken aback by the guy in the too-new clothes than he is by the robot, and the threats earn only a contemptuous snort.
"Don't test me, you little punk," he growls, amber eyes bright. "I'm about two nanos away from shoving one of those pretty boots up your tailpipe on principle because unless you're callin' a wrecker, you're just in my way. Get out of it before I put you out of it." He turns to the robot again. "And you! No wonder you're running around without a keeper. Dunno how anybody has an ounce of patience for this!" He makes violent shooing gestures. "Don't touch the damn thing again," he says with his scowl deepening. He really, really hates cars being mishandled. Now he focuses on Addison. "Yeah," he all but barks, "I'm a mechanic, not a vapour-brained robot. My shop's on the next block and if the tin can didn't break anything major, I'll push the blasted car there myself."
Being reminded that he can't drive, and therefore lacks a wrecker, does nothing for his temper.
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Post by Mistwind on Aug 26, 2012 19:14:42 GMT -5
Mistwind tenses while Guido talks. An organic, and some transformers, would call the protectiveness touching. Mistwind just fumes at the implication that Mistwind obeys a human.
Willard hardly gets the time to finish his words as the mech flashes his optics in reply, hisses and charges post-haste under a sharp, "Watch your vocalizer, human!" He stops at inches distance. Perhaps the move will force them to back up, Mistwind sure hopes so. Perhaps Guido won't set off to some of the words but Mistwind assumes the chance high that Duskwing would. When, you know, words finally do get processed.
He growls towards Addison, "Apologies for dropping the car!" and switches to Willard, "Now apologize for being a meanie and call me by what I am! A mechanical entity! Or a robot, without any mean words before it! Or.... or.... or I'll park that car on top of a shopping mall!"
Perhaps they will retaliate, that's fine too. As long as the organics do something that either draws focus upon Mistwind or gives him the opportunity to interpret possible assault from Guido's side as an aggressive move upon the mech. Mistwind will so attempt to backhand Guido if he moves towards Willard and Mistwind and gives Misty a plausible reason. Not to injure, just to shock.
Perhaps Mistwind wants Guido to just shut up. XD But alas he has to be nonverbal.
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