[Open - Communal] Meet 'n' Greet!

[winged_knight]

WHO: Anyone! Hosted by Wing, Vectorians especially encouraged.
WHERE: One of the larger upper platforms in Vector Prime's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now
WHAT: Mixer for Vectorians and general social gathering for everyone.
WARNINGS: None yet. (But there's booze so...at the very least there might be bad karaoke)

Upon entering Vector Prime's domain it's obvious that things are a foot. The typically serene atmosphere is enlivened with notes of music and the murmur of voices punctuated by the occasional bubble of laughter that filters down from the upper heights, a soft glow of illuminating one of the larger platforms with a structure built on it. Colorful streamers fly from crystalline light poles, marking the way through the various crystal bridges and small platforms, until one reaches the large terrace on which the gathering is situated.

A large pavilion-like structure, enclosed on two sides but otherwise open to a majestic view of the gorge and beyond, shelters the bulk of the gathering. Its roof is several stories tall, enough to accommodate their First Forged benefactor should he choose to join them, and what could be considered a dance floor sprawls off to the side. The platform edges have been lined with a railing here unlike most of the others, to waylay any highgrade assisted trips into the gorge itself. Along another wall, nearest the open area, speakers and other equipment have been setup to provide music and other entertainment. One of Vector Prime's Acolytes greets newcomers with a simple nod, and may later be seen looking after the replenishent of refreshments as needed.

Tables of typical Cybertronian height line one wall, where tapped cylinders of softly glowing energon, both standard and highgrade, sit alongside cubes waiting to be filled. Various pieces of make-shift seating suitable to the average mech are scattered around. Central to the pavilion is a wide raised platform, about waist height to the average Cybertronian, designed to allow the shorter attendees to converse with their taller robotic fellows at eye level. Human scale ladders allow access to and from the floor, and occupying the platform is a buffet table accompanied by several mis-matched chairs.

The buffet table is covered with an eclectic assortment of refreshments and serving implements more suitable to organics, mostly non-perishable pantry type goods, (you can be certain there's Twinkies!) along with a odd collection of various alcohols including a bottle or two of whiskey. At the end of one table sits an old refrigerator on its back, now tasked with being a simple ice box, filled entirely with chunks of clean snow and ice from Liege Maximo's quadrant. Accompanying it are wax paper cups and a pitcher of fruity syrup that smells reminiscent of Kool-Aid. (make yourself a snow cone!)

The pavilion is attached to a larger building, two doors at the rear of the pavilion each lead to two separate rooms. One that appears to be in use for the storage of unused supplies and materials while the other is filled with makeshift seating of various sizes, creating a more relaxed atmosphere. To the rear there is access to a second floor, the rooms of which appear to be currently unused.

Barricade and Soundwave have agreed to provide musical entertainment for the evening.

Miko may play some guitar for us if we can find a way to power her amp.

Wing will perform a traditional narrative sword kata with some musical accompaniment.

Vector Prime himself may make an appearance at some point as well.

((---This is COMMUNAL log and designed to be a mixer, so post to note your attendance and then tag around!---))

((If you'd like to do a game, performance or other activity feel free to make a post for it and let me know, then I'll highlight it here.))

((I tried to set a foundation for the scene but leave a lot of stuff open, so feel free to embellish where you like. We have access to pretty much anything that's mundane though likely it comes from the Junk Pile. Feel free to have your character bring something if they want.))

Comments

[namesnotprowl]

It's hardly a big secret he'd been gone. Just that for the 'Cons he's constructed some lie about being out of comm range in South America. He doesn't know which Autobots had been there or not.

"That's the most flatterin' thing I've heard about it from someone that saw my face before in a while."

Not since Bonecrusher.

[perfavore]

"Scusi?"

It hadn't intentionally meant to be flattering, and he was kind of surprised Barricade would even-- Those wings perked up slightly at that.

"It was mere courtesy."

That sounded really strange saying to a Con.

[namesnotprowl]

He grins slightly. Startling Mirage was more than worth admitting how folks felt about his facelift.

"Mm. More courtesy than it usually gets. I'd almost say it was sweet of you~"

If Barricade didn't know better.

[perfavore]

And those eyes narrow dangerously. Don't you even think-

"Do not mistake it for kindness."

Those gold-tipped fingers point at the ex-Con's face threateningly.

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade quirks both left brow ridges at the fingers in his face, clearly unimpressed.

"Believe me, I don't. But you're cute when you're angry."

[perfavore]

What. What.

"...I am what."

Look at those door wings lower. Someone's defensive.

[namesnotprowl]

"You heard me and I didn't stutter. Don't tell me no one's called you cute before."

Barricade almost sounds innocent about it.

[perfavore]

Mirage doesn't answer right away, although that could really answer it itself.

"That is none of your business."

He was kind of fighting a war, Barricade.

[namesnotprowl]

"They haven't, have they? Come on. Even durin' all those long stretches where nothing was happening they didn't?"

Possibly another point against their Autobots, but then...

"Don't tell me they were making eyes at Sideswipe instead."

[perfavore]

"My arrival was recent, idiota! We have been rather busy with N.E.S.T. as well."

Those wings flicker again. Oh right. HIM.

"Sideswipe is addicted to attention."

Not that Mirage gives him said attention or anything shutup.

[namesnotprowl]

"Surely not all the time. Even I got breaks from avoiding your human alliance every once in a while."

He snorts quietly. Oh, he knows aaaaaall about it.

"He's a little too into himself. But frankly I'd pick you over him any day."

There's only enough room on his berth for one mech that's full of himself.

[perfavore]

"This is true, he often believes he is...as they say...'center of the universe'.

There's a slight headshake. That bot sometimes.

Mirage isn't really sure if that's a good thing or not, being a so-called 'ex-Con''s favourite, either.

"I am flattered."

[namesnotprowl]

"And he's not afraid to let everyone know it, hm?"

As for favorites... well, if Mirage can stand the pet names for long enough, it's not a bad position to be in, Barricade taking a small interest.

"Hardly a challenge, really; you're obviously the prettier."

[perfavore]

The bot gave a nod. It infuriated Mirage sometimes, but at the same time, he always fed into Sideswipe's ego.

"...Oh?"

That catches him off guard. Okay, Barricade, what is it.

"You want something."

[namesnotprowl]

The few times he spoke with Sideswipe on the station, he never did. They spent more time posturing and threatening each other, really.

He grins slightly at that pause and assumption. Oh, Mirage is fun.

"Do I?"

[perfavore]

That somehow wouldn't surprise Mirage in the slightest.

That grin puts him slightly on edge.

"I see no other explanation for your behavior."

[namesnotprowl]

All things considered, it hadn't really surprised Barricade at the time, either.

He's just really, really amused. That's all.

"Do you not? Hm. Interesting."

[perfavore]

Mirage isn't really fond of mind games, so his wings twitch indignantly as he starts to walk past.

"Unless you care to explain yourself."

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade puts out one hand, open-palmed. At least he's somewhat used to this sort of reaction.

"Just gauging your reaction, that's all. Always helpful t'see how my fellows might handle being stuck with me in an... unusual situation."

[perfavore]

Honestly, a lot better than he would give himself credit for. Mirage is honestly surprised that he hasn't shoved a blade in Barricade's face.

"I can adapt. And we do not have to converse."

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade would have been interested by that reaction too. Mildly annoyed and willing to paint himself as a victim of an uncalled-for assault, but interested. As it stands, he just grins.

"We don't, no. But it's much more fun to barely tolerate each other. Besides. If Shockwave becomes a problem it'll take more than just one of us to bring him down."

[perfavore]

Wow you're good, Barricade. He was just on his way to go face Shockwave as it is. And he probably would have died doing it. In fact, those wings perk up and his hands clench into fists. Do not bring up the Shockwave.

"And you would assist me over him? What of your hatred of the Autobots?"

[namesnotprowl]

Considering that Shockwave is the only other Tyran here, he's a natural subject of discussion. Besides, Barricade can't recall him managing to take out any of the Autobots in Chicago anyway.

"Let's say I ain't exactly endeared myself to him, what with the-" he whistles and jerks a thumb towards his pauldrons. "And let's say I'm willing to barely tolerate you just long enough to deal with him, if we'd stand a chance as handling him."

[perfavore]

He takes a glance at those pauldrons. It's amazing, seeing how dedicated he was to the Cons when he left...

And now he was a free agent of sorts.

"The feeling is mutual then, Barricade. Toleration only."

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade will always be dedicated to the cause. Restoring Cybertron was his top priority...

If only other 'Cons saw it the way he did.

"Excellent. I look forward t'tolerating you then, Mirage."