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[neverputincharge]

WHO: Blurr, Bulkhead
WHERE: The Hub's bar
WHEN: A few days after this convo
WHAT: Hanging out, seriously, these two need a break.
WARNINGS: Drinking? Otherwise none.

It was a few days later when Bulkhead called Blurr about meeting up at the bar. Once they agreed on a time, he headed there, transforming up before heading into the bar. He's got his hammer with him(because leaving it behind didn't feel right), hooked onto his back plating. He's also got rookie with him, cause the guy never leaves him alone.

"Blurr?" He calls once inside, as he looks around, to seeif the other bot was here yet.

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[raceme]

Blurr is already waiting in a table, his own acolyte by his side for the same reason as Bulk's. It makes Blurr slightly anxious to stay away from the temple but he learned to live with that nagging feeling. He waves at Bulkhead.

"Ey! Sorry about him, there was no way he stayed at the temple. If I didn't know better I would say he's infatuated with me."

Blurr nudges his acolyte, a smirk on his face. The acolyte blinks a few times but that's all the emotion it shows. The racer glances up at Bulkhead, a 'what did we do to deserve this' look on his face.

"Expressive, aren't they?"