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Upon the apparent dismissal, Rodimus seemed to flare up, his shoulders tensing, frown deepening. The fact that Optimus had dismissed his questions only served to make him more irritated, but he didn't voice it out loud. Instead, he stood, and nodded at the order. "I hope you know what you're doing, Prime." He said with a sneer, before turning around and leaving the office, in search of Skids. He reached up to pinch at the bridge of his nose as he left, taking a deep breath, and headed towards the shooting ranges. Upon arrival, Rodimus had cooled down... somewhat. He was still irritated with Prime, and being pretty petty about the results of their conversation, not seeing the wisdom in Optimus's actions.

"Helloooo, Skids? You here, buddy?" Rodimus called as he approached, cupping his hands around his mouth. He didn't actually... see Skids. Maybe he was just hiding somewhere, sulking, like Rodimus probably should have been doing. But instead, he was out here, doing more errands for Optimus. 'Peaceful thoughts, Rod. Peaceful thoughts. Think of nice things.' He internally reminded himself, as he grabbed the radio from his hip and switched it on.
 
Jetstorm heads over and dances. He walks on over to Ninx.
"May i have this dance?" He asks in a gentlemen manner.
Jetfire gets a light drink. He didn't want to get too drunk. Just a little to feel it.

Skids is firing multiple rounds at the target. He tightens his grip as he loads another round. When he finishes with the his round, he throws the gun at the target, still getting dead center.
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Jinx looks at Jetstorm, "Ya sound like yer 'bout to ask fer some kinda ballroom dance. Gentlemanly is cute an' all but this is a club" She says, loudly because of the music. She moves and puts her arms around his neck, "So dance like a freak"
 
Rodimus let out an appreciative whistle at Skid's remarkable shooting, a little twinge of jealousy spiking up in his gut, but he didn't let it outwardly show. "Nice, but usually people don't throw their guns at targets." He commented as he approached Skids, putting his hands up and staying at a good distance, so Skids couldn't hit him if he decided he was still fired up. "Optimus said you'd be here. Said he wanted to tell you that the newbie wasn't going undercover." He explained, lowering his hands and raising his eyebrows at Skids, trying to judge a reaction from him. Rodimus was still curious as to what exactly was going on here, or why he had to break the news to Skids, or why it was even important for Skids to know this information. Who knew, Optimus's mind, which ordinarily was so clear to Rodimus, was now an enigma. He hesitated for a moment, reaching up to scratch at the back of his neck before speaking up, seemingly confused. "Er...what was her name again?"
 
"It was worth a try," Jetstorm says dancing alone.
His feelings were a bit hurt, but he may try again later when he has had something to drink.
Jetfire is happily telling exaggerated stories to random guys around the bar.

"She was a Con once. Once a Con always a Con," Skids says as he grabs a machine gun and loads up.
"Her name is Jinx!" He shouts as he pulls down the trigger.
He had ear muffs on, but the gunfire was still fairly audible for Skids.
 
Jinx rose an eyebrow, reaching out and grabbing Jetstorm's wrist and pulling him over to her. "I didnt mean ya cant dance with me, I was meanin' that ya didnt need to act so formal 'bout it" She said. "Let loose"
 
Rodimus immediately covered his ears as Skids grabbed for the other gun, and tried to shout over the noise. Nobody could get rid of Rodimus that easily. "HEY! Someone of us are without ear protection here, so knock it off! I want to talk!" He shouted at Skids, wincing. There was something that Skids said that was really... offputting. 'Once a con, always a con.' That wasn't something Rodimus could just let down, there would be words. Angry words, preferably. Words to make Skids eat his own words. Once he just stopped firing that damn gun.
 
"Oh," Jetstorm grunts happily.
My plan worked, well it would have been a good plan at least, Jetstorm thinks.
Jetfire tells a great story making everyone around laugh.

Skids slams down his gun on the makeshift table. He pulls off his headphones with a little authority.
"What do you want?" Skids questions angrily.
He couldn't think of a good excuse to make him stop shooting, well except for he was running out of rounds.
 
As Jinx started moving with the music again, she figured she get a conversation going. "Are ya'll the only ones who dont take everythin' seriously?" She asked. "Everyone is such a tight ass around the Bot base. Though, back with the Cons ya might get pounded into dust if ya said somethin' wrong"
 
Shockwave smiled knowingly and chuckled as he approached Soundwave's door. He sighed and reached out to open the door when a mass of gray fur came bolting towards him and began to hop around on her back paws.
Ahhhh, Matriarch. His crowning achievement in the Predacon project. Bought from a dog fighter and trained flawlessly by none other then himself to be loyal to Megatron and the Decepticons. Perfectly behaved at all times. He grinned with pride at the animal and gave her a quick pat on the head before snapping and pointing down, indicating for her to sit and quit dancing about on her paws. He then turned back to the door and opened it quietly, looking at Soundwave with a respectful eye. "Intuitive as always, Soundwave."

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Bulkhead finally returned to base and burst into the place with armfuls of Chinese food and a grin on his face. "I'm baaaaaack! And I have fooooood!" He then seemed to notice that there was nobody around the base, and blinked. ".... I uhh... Where is everyone?"
 
When he snapped his fingers and indicated, she obeyed the instant he did it. She sat down, looking through the door he opened with ears perked up and she sniffed the air. She recognized that scent, one that she really disregarded sometimes because he wasnt out and about for most of the time.
 
"I'll get the occasional joke form Skids," Jetstorm says as he sways with Jinx.
Things around Jetfire start to become tense. Jetfire begins to tell of other stories that enrage the other men.

"Skids is out pouting, the twins are taking the newbie out on a trip, and Rodimus is getting Skids," Prime sums up. He walks into the other room and grabs 2 boxes of his favorite things; Rice and Orange Chicken.
He disappears into his office and begins to eat as he sits down.
 
"He's capable of jokin'?" She said in a sarcastic tone, not meaning it. Over Jetstorm's shoulder she notices the some guys are getting riled up around Jetfire. "Hey!" She leaves the dance floor, shoving herself between Jetfire and another guy. "Back off" She commanded, shoving the other guy back.
 
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Rodimus finally approached Skids close enough to stand face-to-face, and reached down to put a hand on the gun, to make sure Skids didn't raise it again. "It's not like I'm asking you to eat your own foot, calm down!" He snapped back, holding the other's angry gaze. "A 'con isn't always 'just a 'con.' They can be redeemed just as easily as anyone, so cut that crap out!" Rodimus's voice raised a little bit, maybe having just a bit too invested in this topic than a normal Autobot would be. He's had his history. "...We just shouldn't trust them after just 'a few days.' Maybe Optimus is putting too much faith in the newbie, and that's what I'm worried about. Is anyone even watching Jinx?" He questioned, finally taking a step back from Skids now that he's had his words. Rodimus didn't trust Jinx so far, and he's only seen her once. Hasn't even had a full conversation with her, but he's just not exactly the most trusting person out there.
 

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Soundwave watched as Shockwave walked through the door to the room, behind him was the Dog, Matriarch from Project Predacon, a project Shockwave had done a while back and was mostly successful, however, only Matriarch remained of its success for now. The technician nodded to Shockwave as he entered, turning to face the monitors to bring up all the information required for their audience with Megatron about their latest find. Once there, he turned back to the purple clad scientist and awaited his verdict on the presentation and his work. explosiveKitten explosiveKitten



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Blue stood outside the Prime's office, listening carefully, at the mention of a pretty lady she glanced upwards and smiled to the two lads in front, but didn't actually engage in any conversation, however, when she heard movement and the meeting coming to a close, it was close that JInx, the old con, didn't notice her. Blue decided she'd leave, it was too risky to stay in that position. Lu realised she would have to find time to relay the information back to the Cons, but for now, she needed to assert herself a bit more into the base.
The perfect opportunity arrived when Bulkhead returned with takeout. She was glad she had ordered something, right now she was starving, even though her portion would be the smallest of small, Chinese was expensive.
"Hey, Bulkhead, back again I see, well of course you'd be back again, you work here, pff, wait do you live here as well? What's that like? Living in a secret police base? I bet it must be weird and extremely cramped up, like living in a prison, but minus the prison. Would you have bars on the windows?!" Blue rambled on animatedly while finding her food, at last she found it, a small box of chicken and sweet&sour sauce. Her mum used to buy them these as treats when they were younger, now it was Blue's comfort food when she could get it. "Aw, thanks for the food my dude, you must be tired after having to get all that by yourself and now there's not even anyone here, you must feel a bit bad you know. Tell you what! If they don't get back in time we should eat it together or take it home, boy would all this fill up your fridge!" explosiveKitten explosiveKitten
 
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"He is a troublemaker," Jetstorm mentions.
He folllows Jinx on over to the crowd.
"Do we have a problem here?" Jetstorm asks.
"We sure do! This man is telling lies," Jetfire says innocently. With that remark, the bar
erupts in a fight.

"If a Con can turnt hat easily to us, they can easily turn back. Also, something doesn't feel right here. Normally a Con wouldn't accept Autobots nor would they even think about joining us, I think something bigger is happening here," Skids says a little worried

Optimus relaxes as he eats his food and takes in what happened today. The sun was already setting. The day was very eventful, but he believes something greater will happen tonight.
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Jinx loved a good fight, the problem is her strength wasnt going to overpower anyone. She was great at dodging if anyone throws a punch her way, and she can get a couple of good hits to vital areas, but if she used brute force she'd be outta luck. If things got too dangerous, she'd pull a knife.
 
"I think your going to have to leave," A man says to them.
"Why don't we take this outside?" Jetstorm asks as he punches a man.
"I do all business on the road," Jetfire says trying to sound tough as he knocks out another.
The twins walks outside with the man's group in tow, maybe trying to escape.
The group begins to surround the twins.
"This seems like a fair fight," the man says.
"Agreed," Jetstorm says as the twin's chest lights up.
 
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Jinx followed, noticing the glowing show up again on the twins. Hmm, this may be more fun to watch than participate. Besides, they could probably handle themselves against goons like these. She would lend a hand if needed.
 
The twins stand back to back as the men begin to swarm around them.
"Just like old times," Jetstorm says.
"I loved them," jetfire says.
The largest one form the group charged them. Jetstorm used his gloves to make him fly away.
The two create a fire tornado as they fly around in a small circle.
The men back away form it, then run.
The two stop the tornado and stand in triumph.
"Wasn't too hard, all ya had to do was take out the big one," Jetstorm says.
 
That was it? Well... Neat. "That was fun" SHe commented. "Why did they attack anyway?" She asked.
 
"Some people just don't know when they are outmatched," jetifre says drunk.
"I think we need to take someone home," Jetstorm says.
"If I can fly straight, then I can help myself," jetfire says.
"You were being pulled by me in the circle, in a normal flight, you would have crashed by now," Jetstorm argues.
"Then I'm taking the bike," jetfire says as he stumbles over to Jinx's bike.
"Where is the keys?" Jetfire asks clumsily.
Jetfire begins to frantically search the bike for fir the keys he thinks he lost.
 
"No way yer takin my bike" Jinx says, putting her hands on her hips. "If yer not gonna fly I'll drive ya, but you aint drivin'" They didnt stay here for very long, which was kind of a bust. But oh well.
 
"Fine," Jetfire says a little sadly.
Jetstorm takes off an shears towards the base.
Jetfire backs up, making a place for Jinx. He was a little out of it, meaning they should go slow just to make sure he didn't fall off. Jetfire throws his helmet on and prepares for the bike to move.
 
Jinx makes herself comfortable in the seat, turning it on and backing out of the parking space. "Try not to move too much. If I lean to the side, ya lean with me but not too much. Do NOT lean the opposite way er we're both going down. Got me?" She looks back at him.
 

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