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[raceme]

WHO: Blurr and whoever
WHERE: The bar
WHEN: Afternoon - night.
WHAT: There's different options, check below c:
WARNINGS: None!

The more he looked, the more he discovered, the clearer it was that Magnus was nowhere to be found. That Saber was gone and that his room was empty again because his roommate went missing too. Blurr got as close to the badlands as he could looking for them but he came back to the Haven alone each time.

He wanted to explore further but due to all the recent events he was always afraid of leaving for too long. There was always some problem or another. Barricade told him that he had to reduce his stress levels and Blurr, for once, tried to listen. He worked at the bar almost each night now, trying to keep his mind occupied.

[At the bar - Middle of the night]

Drinks, drinks and more drinks. When Blurr was not mixing drink or cleaning, he was juggling cubes at a very high speed to increase his reflexes. He still needed some more practice mixing different grades of energon but at least nothing exploded anymore.

[Closing - late night]

Fun was over and it was time to restock the bar, clean and make sure that those who were too overcharged could find their way out. Blurr rubbed his helm, tired, and looked around. Then up. Then he frowned.

How that cube got stuck to the ceiling he had no idea but it was going to be a pain to get out. Even while standing on the counter and stretching his arms he was too short to reach it.

Comments

[raceme]

"Is this some sort of payback for the trial thing? Because if it disgusts you so much to work with me the door is right there." He can find another bartender, one that doesn't sass him and that actually teach him how to properly prepare drinks instead.

"I told you, I can multitask. Back home I had two jobs too. I was a member of the police force AND the Autobot Intel gathering body, and I was very good at it."

He puts the drinks down and rubs his helm, realizing that he was being too defensive. It's a thing that happens to him sometimes. He tries to sound more polite than demanding the next time he talks. "What about if you give me a few tips?"

[dinnerdate]

Dead End's wings drop, and he stares at Blurr for a moment, silent. Is he being fired already? But he'd only just started.

"N-no! It's not that, I don't... No. Sorry."

He'd just gotten the job, he can't loose it just yet - not that he'll have a choice when it happens, but he does like making drinks, it's something he's not horrible at. Something people actually remember about him.

"This isn't the same thing. Those jobs are a lot different than mixing drinks, and you don't need tips. You need an entire course."

[raceme]

"It's fine." Blurr's not going to fire him, he knows they need a bartender that can actually prepare proper drinks.

"No is not the same thing but I'm quite sure that mixing drinks can't be harder than spying on Decepticons without them noticing. If I screw up a drink the worse thing that can happen is that it tastes horrible, not that it tries to murder me. Acourseisfine. When do we start?"

[dinnerdate]

He's not sure what spying on Decepticons entails, considering he is a 'Con. There really isn't anything for him to compare it to and well, war had been nothing like bartending.

"That depends on who the drink is for." You could very easily get death threats or attempts for messing up the wrong bot's drink. Considering how some bots here were, chances were that I was possible.

The Stunticon opens his moth to say something else when Blurr speaks.

Wait.

What?

"I wasn't saying-" he hadn't meant that he'd...

"You'd have to not have your other jobs..."

[raceme]

"No one is allowed to cause trouble here. if that happens I will deal with it and if that happens to you, me or the Police Force will take care of it too." This is a neutral place for a reason, no fights allowed.

Sorry pal, you walked into this one.

"I told you, those are just temporary, I'm already working on having everything reorganized." Blurr smiles at him, looking oh so hopeful. Probably smiling more than he should to confuse the other both. "We could start today."

[dinnerdate]

"Just saying that it could happen... Even if you stop it." If Blurr could even stop some bots. He didn't seem all that strong, given his size. He didn't look built for it.

Dead End shakes his head, no Blurr he doesn't like you enough to want to train you. To have to spend that much time with him.

"And your job on the police force?"

[raceme]

"Their problem then, punching an agent of the law will only get them in trouble." He can dodge very well, he's faster than any other bot. And now that his glyph changed he got some extra abilities that will definitely help during fights.

"I have daylight shifts, you could teach me at night or during my day off." Because resting and sleeping is for losers.

[dinnerdate]

Yeah, their problem... Until things go wrong.

"It doesn't work that way," he shuffles a bit awkwardly. "You don't have time for it."

How many times does he need to mention that Blurr has another job. That he can't focus on drinks if he has another job. Because it doesn't seem to be getting through to the Autobot.

[dinnerdate]

"What? What do you mean unlike me?" he questions, wings twitching nervously. No one is supposed to know about him and Rung, not really. Aside from Skids and Knock Out. Anyone else and... well. No one else was supposed to know.

Safety reasons.

"If there was some chaos going on and you were working, you'd leave right? Go off and do police force stuff."

Because if the answer is yes, he think he's made his point.

Woops double reply. I realized that Blurr in fact doesn't know about him and Rung, sorry

[raceme]

"Time is all I got, Dead End. I don't have anybody else to spend my free time with so I just work."

How many times does he need to mention to dead end that most of those jobs are temporary? And that he had TWO back in his world? Stop being difficult.

[dinnerdate]

"Well find someone. You can't do this job with your other ones."

Time or not, there was no way Blur would ever be any good ever when he wasn't completely focused on drinks. It didn't work that way.

And he's going to keep being difficult for those reasons.

[raceme]

"We will see."

Always so positive Dead End, you sure area ray of sunshine into everyone's life.

!Now if you EXCUSE ME I will try to practice some more. ALONE."