INDEPENDENCE DAY | open log

[engrishdetective]

WHO: Gunmax & OPEN AS HELL
WHERE: The Haven area -- a clearing's been picked out.
WHEN JULY FOURTH AWWWW YEAHHH AMERICA.
WHAT: Gunmax has stated that there will be FIREWORKS. So here is the place to celebrate the fireworks going off! Completely open and anyone is welcome. Chances are the Brave Police will frown upon any scuffles between 'Con and 'Bot, so if something comes up, they will probably escort your afts. This is an opportunity to socialize a bit the best you can BEFORE THE IMPENDING ATTACK.
NOTES: For those that Gunmax promised to pick up on his motorcycle, assume that he already has, for your own convenience!
WARNINGS: AMERICAAAA.



Granted, he knows. He gets it, the Brave Police are in a bad situation because this place is all about the freaking Cybertronians, so they don't really have much fuel to pass around in order to be comfortable.

Heck, at this moment, they're barely scraping by.

Usually, the cheering up portion is left up to Yuuta and on a normal basis, he'd probably just watch fireworks on a TV and call it good because no one in Japan really gives a damn about American customs. That's fine, whatever. But then there's the lack of Yuuta and he knows how that's affecting Deckerd and this entire place is a mess, so Gunmax feels like he needs to do. Something. For all of them.

This isn't normally his place to do that sort of thing, but Deckerd's long since earned his trust and friendship and so has McCrane.

It's why asking for a thing like fireworks isn't an easy choice -- they do have important things to do -- and making this next decision is even harder.

Gunmax parks the motorcycle and steps off. Almost affectionately, he pats the seat before crouching down.

"Sorry girl," he says with a sigh. "Just some of your gas, all right? It means I can't take you out as often as I'd like, so don't get too lonely."

He pops open Gunbike's gas tank and starts to drain some of the gas into one of his containers.

"Thanks for understanding," he muses to the bike, eventually closing off the tank when he's satisfied. The motorcycle isn't empty, but he'll have to be even more stingy than usual in using her.

Poor thing.

He gives the bike one more pat before he heads out a bit further into the clearing.

Time to start the show, he thinks.

Comments

[patokichi]

"Hello, Gunmax."

He pauses, and changes to his robot-mode, sitting down a bit heavily on the dusty ground. It really has been one thing after another. He never imagined this kind of situation. Having McCrane and Gunmax to help him has been immeasurably nice though.

"No, no thank you."

He wants to. Goodness knows, he wants to, but he has one fourth of a tank left, and he can survive on that for a while.

[engrishdetective]

Gunmax's lips go into a flat line of disapproval. No, he can't force Deckerd to take it, and he really doesn't want to guilt him into it, but he has to do something.

The biker sits down beside the Brave Detective, setting the container down in front of the patrol car.

"Just a swig, then. C'mon, I already had it planned out that we'd share it three-ways."

There's a pause and oh boy he's going to regret doing this. Gunmax cycles his vents into a sigh, and he gives his partner a firm look.

"...Please, Deckerd."

[patokichi]

He's about to refuse it a second time but Gunmax says please and it gives him pause. The biker is rarely that polite. Deckerd sighs and accepts the canister from him with a nod.

Best to humor him. He takes exactly a third of it, though.

Only what is needed and no more.

"Thank you."

He hands it back, rubbing a hand over his face plates.

"So... fireworks. Is that still happening?"

[engrishdetective]

That's more like it. He'll sacrifice a bit of his self-image and dignity if it means getting Deckerd to cooperate and fuel up. If it means for all of them to survive. Some things can be sacrificed.

The canister is set down onto the ground next to them; he folds his arms back behind his head as he peers up at the sky.

"That's the plan. Just waiting on a few people to show before it gets started."

He pauses, then glances at Deckerd again. Gunmax debates asking him how he's doing, but he already knows and that kind of emotional talk can be left to McCrane. He's probably better for it.

"Glad you agreed to do this, though."

Gunmax is pretty sure he was right in that they need something.

[patokichi]

"Well," He laughs, looking slightly sheepish, "You were right on that front. We should have something. Just a bit of a taste of home, I suppose. Morale is just as important as anything else."

The Brave Detective lets his hand drop to his lap after a moment.

"Sorry to have tried to stop you. I shouldn't let myself get agitated like that."

[engrishdetective]

"Brooding and getting so serious isn't for you, Deckerd. So, let's take advantage of a bit of fun while we can. Got it?"

Gunmax shrugs and looks back out over the clearing.

"Don't worry about it. You and McCrane were just focused on making sure we're getting by. Just glad you two came around to the idea."

He stands up and rolls his shoulders back once. "I'll go ahead and make sure everything else is ready. Just sit back and relax, all right?"

[patokichi]

"Haha, I guess not."

He'll leave that to Duke. He doesn't say it aloud, but Duke is rather broody. Not in a bad way, it's just how he is. Deckerd likes him too much to think ill of him for it.

"Got it." He tries, bless him. But after chewing on that awkwardly, he'll leave the English to Gunmax.

"Alright, you don't need any help?"

[engrishdetective]

There's a laugh when he hears Deckerd trying to emulate him. It's weird, hearing those words from anyone else, especially Deckerd.

Gunmax shakes his head. "I'm good. I just need to make sure it's set up okay. I've already more or less got everything ready. I just want you to sit there and enjoy the show, partner."

Frankly, the more he can get McCrane and Deckerd to simmer down, the better.