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re_alignment_logs2013-05-18 11:12 pm
dinnerdate) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-05-18 11:12 pm
[OPEN]
WHO: OPEN
WHERE: The bar.
WHEN All day.
WHAT: Meet the newest bartender the bar has to offer... Or complain that a vampire is working somewhere so public to other customers.
WARNINGS: None? Dead End?
He'd only been working at the bar for a month and it was already stressful. During that time Rung had been killed and come back, and there were times where he just didn't want to be mixing drinks, he wanted to be keeping an optic on the therapist - just in case. Then there were the times when he was working with Blurr. The one who had hired him and knew nothing about mixing drinks. It was frustrating and made him incredibly nervous considering the Autobot's other job was that of a cop.
How long until the universe decided to torment him again? Probably wouldn't be long really. given his luck.
Thankfully this day he was working by himself, or at least for the time being. He had time to brood inbetween orders and when things were slow, and just worry about all the what ifs and could happens. Able to just lean back behind the bar and prod at an empty cube. Anyone wants a drink and they'll call him, he's sure.
WHERE: The bar.
WHEN All day.
WHAT: Meet the newest bartender the bar has to offer... Or complain that a vampire is working somewhere so public to other customers.
WARNINGS: None? Dead End?
He'd only been working at the bar for a month and it was already stressful. During that time Rung had been killed and come back, and there were times where he just didn't want to be mixing drinks, he wanted to be keeping an optic on the therapist - just in case. Then there were the times when he was working with Blurr. The one who had hired him and knew nothing about mixing drinks. It was frustrating and made him incredibly nervous considering the Autobot's other job was that of a cop.
How long until the universe decided to torment him again? Probably wouldn't be long really. given his luck.
Thankfully this day he was working by himself, or at least for the time being. He had time to brood inbetween orders and when things were slow, and just worry about all the what ifs and could happens. Able to just lean back behind the bar and prod at an empty cube. Anyone wants a drink and they'll call him, he's sure.
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"Seems like a waste of good power cores."
The corpse thing could potentially happen to him - likely would happen to him, despite his efforts. And all that wasted powerful energy. A shame.
"Right... Even if I could get carried away."
Even if he's been really good at not getting carried away, even when he wants to.
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He knows about what Vehicons are worth to the Decepticons, really. He expects to be viewed as a resource more than as an individual.
"If you do get carried away I will fight you. But... I don't think you will. You have to have been feeding on someone, and since no one's died yet..."
Fracas would like to think that Dead End can keep that up. Even with someone like him.
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"You might not win that you know," he shrugs. Not that he'd be trying to fully finish Fracas, but when he clamps down he doesn't just let go unless he really wants to.
"I've been feeding off of Rung... And you should know why I wouldn't want to kill him."