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Hangin' out [open]

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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Truth be told, Jadewing hadn't come in looking to meet up with anyone. But... he couldn't exactly stay cooped up in his room either, aside from the occasional exploration flights around Haven. Weeks since arrival, and he still wasn't sure what to actually do with himself. Came down to it, the only really useful skills he had were fighting and performing minor repairs, but there were drones for the latter and with no war, the former was pretty useless.

And so he was here. Sitting at the bar, staring into his half-finished drink as if it would somehow give him the answers he sought. And very much not sulking, thank you. No matter how much it seemed that that was exactly what he was doing.

Wing was just passing by outside at this time, but bright green armor in a shape that was familir caught his attention. He stepped into the bar, studying the Seeker on the far side for a long moment. He then made up his mind and crossed the room to the mech. "you look a little lost, mech..."

Jadewing managed not to jump slightly at being addressed, but only just. He'd been so lost in his own brooding thoughts that he hadn't heard the other mech approach. As it was, he still tensed faintly before settling back to normal a moment later, silently cursing ingrained habits.

He looked up at the other mech. The stranger was obviously a flier of some sort, but of a different style than Jadewing had ever seen. Not that that was much of a surprise around here in this place of overlapping universes.

"Mmm...", Jadewing finally said, a noncommittal noise of acknowledgement. "Not lost. Just having a drink, and doing some thinking. Those two things seem to go well together."

Jadewing wasn't the type to drink with the specific coal of getting overcharged outside a party. But the highgrade, in moderation, was bracing, and the inhibitions-dulling effects made it harder for him to deceive himself. Not that he didn't still unconsciously try to do so anyway; the highgrade just made it more difficult.

"Perhaps not physically, but lost in thought for sure." Wing's tone was gentle, friendly. He gave Jadewing a smile, stepping a little closer. "My name is Wing," he said, offering his hand.

He wanted to ask the Seeker what was wrong, what had him so worried or upset, so deep in thought and looking so lost, but that could wait. Besides, he would likely be more open to accepting friendly help if he knew Wing's name. And there were better ways to ask questions than outright prying like that.

Jadewing nodded slightly in acknowledgement of the statement. It was true enough, after all. The introduction, though, prompted a raised optic ridge.

"'Wing'?", he asked. "That's it? Just 'Wing'?" And he'd thought his name was uncreative.

"Mine's Jadewing," he said. "Not much better, I know. But it was the best I could come up with."

Wing chuckled. "I'm not ashamed of my name, and you shouldn't be either. It's a pleasure to meet you, Jadewing. Mind if I join you?" He gestured at the open seat beside the Seeker.

"Not ashamed of it," Jadewing said. "Just know it's not the most creative one out there. " He smirked slightly. "Though at least it won't make anybody wonder if I have a groundpounder buddy back home named 'Wheel'."

At Wing's question, though, he simply shrugs slightly. "It's a free planet." Translation: no, he doesn't mind.

Wing slipped into the seat by the much larger jet, and motioned the server drone to bring him a drink. "I can't help but note that your build seems identical to that of a mech named Thundercracker? Do you know him?" Mostly just curious and starting conversation.

"All Seekers share this body type," Jadewing replied. "It's only slightly less generic than your basic ground warrior. There's hundreds of us back home. Maybe thousands."

"But yeah, I know him. He was my superior officer back home." Here, Jadewing didn't know how to classify him. Which only added to the general weirdness.

Wing nodded. "I see. He's a good mech. One of the first ones I talked to when I arrived. You been here long?"

"A few weeks," Jadewing replied. "Still don't know what the frag I'm supposed to actually do here. Starscream- the friendly one, not the one who's like the one I knew back home- said I should do what I wanted, but Pit if I know what that is."

Hence the ~~not~~ sulking, brooding over a drink. Because that always works so well as a method of problem solving.

"Sounds like you've been here only a little less time than I have. Finding ways to keeps yourself occupied are always challenging. So...well, start logically. How much of Haven have you explored so far?"

Wing was always one to try to help, it's what his life was about. So he's going to try to help.

Jadewing shrugged a bit, taking a sip of his drink. "About half, maybe?", he said. "Mostly from the air. Haven't been going about it systematically or anything, though, so there's probly places I've flown over more than once." The route from Nexus' temple to the Hub's bar came immediately to mind.

"You should definitely give the city a closer look. There's a lot to offer, and not just from the sky." Wing took a drink, giving Jadewing a moment to consider that.

"What sorts of things do you enjoy doing?" Aside from flying, flying for a Seeker was obvious.

Jadewing made a noncommittal noise at the notion that he should take a closer look at the city. He knew he'd have to eventually, of course, but he'd been putting it off. Doing so meant a much greater chance of encountering Autobots, and of just having to actually socialize. Socializing wasn't his strongest suit.

The question of what he liked to do, provoked a bit of actual thought, though. "Fullstasis," he replied after a moment. "Dunno if anybody around here has a board, though. Sparring practice, provided my partner isn't a total aft. Few other things too, but I can't do them here, for various reasons. Why?"

"Because," he answered with a grin, "it sounds like you could use a hobby."

"Don't know, perhaps you'll have to ask around, or check the Junk Pile for a board, apparently many things are dropped there."

It's the mention of sparring practice that gets a curious headtilt from Wing. "Found a sparring partner yet?" And if Jadewing thinks that sounds like an offer, it's because it is. An offer coming from a rather small flier, but still an offer. Bigger opponents didn't put Wing off at all, they tended to underestimate him the most.

Jadewing gave an annoyed grunt, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in a half-smile. Darnit, Wing, stop being so cheerful. Don't you know it's contagious? And Jadewing has a rep to maintain.

"Could probably make a set if there's none around," he said. "It's not really that hard to put a basic set together, with enough basic materials." He just hadn't really done so because again, finding someone to play against would require actual socializing.

The offer of acting as a sparring partner got a raised optic ridge though. Jadewing gave wing an appraising look, sizing him up. Smaller size tended to mean greater agility, though it also tended to mean sacrificing strength and durability to a certain degree. But one never knew what sort of mods a bot might have to compensate for such.

"You mind hand-to hand?", Jadewing finally asked. "I don't really do swords."

Contagious good cheer is the whole point, Jadewing, it's just why he exists. "You'll have to teach me how to play should you make or find a board."

He held still as the Seeker eyed him, sizing him up. He'd be right in his assumption of great agility, and while he wasn't the strongest mech out there, he certainly had skill in using the strength of others against them.

"Not at all. No weapons, and...keep to the ground to start with?"

"I might just," Jadewing replied to Wing's desire to learn to play fullstasis. Hey if Wing was offering, that spared him the socializing. "Wish I knew how to put together a holo-fullstasis board, though. It projects the game pieces as hard light holograms and adds an extra level of challenge with each player getting three chances to randomize the positions of certain pieces. Course, that's mostly recommended for advanced players, so it's probly not the best to learn on anyway."

"And yeah, ground based to start," he said. "Til I have a better idea how your armor compares to Seeker armor." Seeker arm weapons had a practice setting, but it was designed for practicing against other Seekers. What would only sting a Seeker, maybe scorch paint a little with a good hit, might well do more damage to a more lightly armored bot.Which while in the air, could be very dangerous.

Wing smiled as Jadewing talked of the game. "It sounds like an interesting game."

He nodded to the later about sparring. "Name the time and place. We'll see what the other is capable of."

Jadewing shrugged. "I'm not doing anything now if you're not," he said. "And I think Vector Prime's got a big open training area for stuff like this. I've flown over it a few times."

Wing smiled. "Sounds good to me." If Jadewing is done with his fuel Wing will stand. "Fly there?" He's familiar with the training grounds, he's done some training with Drift there.

"Well unless you planned to walk all that way...", Jadewing said, smirking slightly. He finished the rest of his drink in one gulp and got to his feet, moving to deposit the empty cube in the appropriate receptacle before they left.

"You want to lead, since you're one of Vector's?"

"I can, though I doubt he'll mind you coming into his sector." He'll step outside, hop up, transform, and shoot into the sky, scanners keeping track of where Jadewing is. Wing is no Seeker, no where near as adept in the air as Seekers are, but he is a good flier, he'll not hold Jadewing up at all.

"Don't think he would," Jadewing replied. "Just the principle of the thing."

Jadewing followed Wing outside, taking off and transforming before settling comfortably into a place just slightly behind and to the right of Wing for the duration of the flight. Not the position of a wing-second, as he might have taken up with Thundercracker; this was much more casual, and not really a proper formation at all.

Jadewing wasn't worried about being held up anyway; it wasn't as if they were on a deadline, after all. He allowed Wing to set the pace, holding his position until they arrived at Vector's training grounds. Where he transformed and landed, looking around a little.

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