Hangin' out [open]

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Who: Wing and anyone who wants to drop by (but especially aimed at those he promised to call and meet up with later)
Where: The Hub's bar and likely various other places around the city, feel free to say where you want to meet him.
When: All week.
What: Meeting up with anyone who wants to come have a drink with the knight.
Warnings: Drinking and anything others might bring.

Over the next week, Wing would be spending a lot of time in the bar, or meeting people in various places.  Some he promised to contact later the day he arrived, he would be calling each of them over the next few days, looking forward to meeting up with them and getting to know them.

Whether meeting in the bar, or coming across someone in the city, Wing was always one to greet the other with a grin.  Hello, Haven, come meet this derpy hippie knight.

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Yup. How dare you take that kitten off of Wing's head, Blurr. XD

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Wing found himself trying to keep the kitten Blurr removed from his head...in his hands. The kitten kept trying to climb up his arms.

"A turbofox? Really?" Primus, last he knew, or had heard, those had gone extinct not too long after the war started. "I'd love to see him sometime."

You don't need to feel lonely now, Blurr, Wing will spend lots of time with you.

And have the grin back. "I'd like that." He wasn't sure yet he'd take a cat, but he'd not even consider it if he didn't know how to care for it. "Thank you."

He only wanted to help!

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Blurr tried his best to act as if he didn't notice that. It was really cute, though, a big mech trying to catch a tiny furry thing.

"Frank's usually with me at the Police Force. He's really friendly, sometimes a bit easily excitable." The euphemism of the year right here right now.

ReallY? He would love that.

"It's no problem. They need to it organic food, not energon. The acolytes keep some around here, in one of the locked cupboards."

Kitty says Blurr can help by getting him back into Wing's head. *nod*

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"Organic food." Whoops, he has to catch the kitten when it slips off his elbow. He's not doing too bad at the juggle-the-cat game. That is until the little guy looks up at him and lets out a pathetic sounding mew.

For a moment there, Wing frowns down at the tiny furball, looking rather conflicted. With a very soft vent he lifts his hand and the kitten scampers happily back to his helm, perching right in the center. He's such a push over for innocent things.

"What kind of organic food? From what little I understand of it, there's all kinds of things that organics consider food."

No kitty no, it's too hight and pointy there. What if you fall?

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There's a moment where Blurr's optics get really wide and he fears he's going to have to explain the Acolytes why they now have one cat less in the planet. Thankfully no cat gets squashed or dropped and Blurr stares at the proud looking animal sitting on Wing's helm.

"...." Oh right, Wing asked a question. "They like fishes or food that is brown and comes in little tin cans."

Kitty can rule the world from up here.

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Wing smiles at the look on Blurr's face and gives a helpless shrug. Defeated by a sparkling furball.

"Hmm....might have to see if I can get one of the Acolytes here to tell me anything more about caring for them. Heh, I think I might have a hard time leaving this one behind.

All hair our new Kitty lord

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They might as well accept that the kitty is the superior being here. Blurr relaxes when he's sure it's not going to fall to his death.

"They're not eh smartest guys around and they can do it, you will have no problem once you memorize the basics." Blurr laughed. "I think it likes you too, perhaps you should name it."

Kitty lord is pleased

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Yup, Wing knows how to pick his battles, and this was one he didn't need to win. The little guy felt secure up there, even if he felt like he needed to stay really still.

The last caught him off guard, and he very nearly reached up to bring the cat back where he could see it. "A name...I think...Skyhopper." Because that's how they met, a little kitty leaping from on high to land on his head.

/gives him sardines

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Apparently Blurr had forgotten that cats don't abide by the laws of nature, they do as they please. The little bastards, how lucky they are.

"Skyhopper...that's a fitting one."