1262/Jump Joint Suspicions

**Goth has posed:**
     After months on end, in the medical bay, Goth's finally found himself time to wonder out into the jump joint which is a lot better then being in the medical bay at the moment! He'd wonder over to his familiar booth in the back and took a seat, just relaxing before he looked over the menu.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle enters the Jump Joint. "A miracle happened! I' WELL! A little robo angel from Primus visited me, hit me with her wand \*plang\* said go out and play!" He grins, showing no signs of the illness that had bedevilled the mech for the past week or so. He goes over to Goth, grinning like a maniac. "Mind if I join you?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Somewhere in the Jump joint, a can of engex opens. It is the call of the wild Vortex. He appears in the doorframe, looking for a drink. "Good evening, mechs."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff is, of course, here, with a bottle of his usual fine drink in front of him, half empty at that, and a glass that he's working on to go right along with it. The smoke from a cygar is heavy overhead, and he's just...enjoying every last moment of it at that from his vantage point near Goth.

**Valour has posed:**
    Valour sits alone in a booth in the back, a largely untouched Vosian Borona on the table nearby him. His attention is focused on a tablet he holds before him. He reads what's on the tablet carefully, taking time to highlight certain things and make notes in the margins. His optics are laser focused on what he's doing and for a long time he seems completely unaware of those around him. Finally, however, he takes a short break, setting down the tablet and taking a small sip of enerwine.

**Swindle has posed:**
"Vortex!" Swindle shouts, "Hey bro, how's it hanging? I got better! No more vent clearing!"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex lifts a thumb "Allright, Swindle! We should totally celebrate, with engex or something harder." He says. He looks at Valor and his rotors spin. Oh dear. He's in one of those moods. "Hi." he wanders over. "Whatcha doin?"

**Goth has posed:**
     The Second Goth spots Dustoff though he does go to join his partner. "That is not how medical works, Swindle." Goth would state dryly, but he wasn't going to make to much of scene, he was just happy to be out and with Dustoff... He'd raise a ridge though. "I have no issue, however, I am not the only one here." He'd nod to Dustoff who he'd joined.

      "Hello Vortex." Goth would call, Valour was about to get to experience in the normal hooliganism that was those that would hang around the medical bay.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff waves a hand passively. "Th' day I take issue with somemech drinkin' at my table's th' day I stop drinkin'... ain't likely t' happen." He raises his glass, polishing it off and pouring himself another one.

**Valour has posed:**
    Valour looks up at the shouting and then his optics widen as Vortex approaches his table. He quickly recovers, however, and give the interrogator a smile. "I'm doing another literary analysis of the great leader's writings - comparing and examining how his views changed from his initial manifesto and published poetry to some of his later more contemporary speeches. "

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Get me ...a few more drinks. Then ask me. ANd.. I will totally help you with that." he snickers. "Hey, Goth. Im gonna be scolarly an' help Valour here."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Don't scare him too much." Goth would chuckle in response to Vortex and huffed, giving a nod at Dustoff. Soon as he gets his own drink he starts sipping on it, and pulls out his own Datapad. "Hmmm... So how have you been Dustoff?" He'd ask as the others in the back remain rowdy, and the music from the near radio is up a bit louder then normal.

**Swindle has posed:**
"Excellent," Swindle says, grinning. He takes a seat by Goth and Dustoff at their table and orders some engex. "I feel soooooo much better now. I think the last ethanol rinse had a bit of sodium hydroxide in it. Really cleaned things out. Maybe now I won't stall out on the battlefield." He looks over at Vortex. "Yeah, we should totally celebrate. Where's Blast Off when you need him?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pauses. "If he comes by, I'll buy some." he looks at Goth. "Me? I dont scare people do I?" he chuckles.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms. "How've I been?" He looks at the bottle, or...what's left in it. "Well enough, an' gettin' better by th' moment." He chuckles softly before taking a pull from his cygar and resting back in his chair. "How 'bout yourself, eh?" He reaches over to ruffle between Goth's ears. Because he can.

**Valour has posed:**
    Valour eagerly shifts over to make more room for Vortex in the booth. "Yes," he continues. "There's a direct line from his original pacifistic approach to the more aggressive, dynamic tactics he uses now for social change..." He doesn't seem afraid - on the contrary, Valour looks happy to have someone to whom he can geek out.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex shimmies into Valour's booth, sitting crosslegged and puts a finger to his faceplate. "mmm Hmm. Yep. Oh yeah." He says, his optics wide. Hes probably already on something. He pulls a circuit speeder from subspace and puts it on his helm. He shiver. "Totally. Yeah. Dynamic tactics." he chuckles and points to the datapad. "Who'se that guy? Hes goood looking." he snickers.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth hems, and glances over Swindle. "So I take you will be coming out with us to Clemency then?" He'd question Swindle, now that he's brought up battle. "and i'm quite sure he'll be around soon enough." he'd muse with a wave of his hand at Swindle.

      Goth would then get his ears ruffled, which makes him chuckle, with a mix of the chirping one would expect from a content bat, (Even though he was trying to hide it some)

      "Alright.. I finished going about cleaning up the medical bay, as well as the lab.. " he'd vent. "Though I will be going in on the offense on clemency.. That has.. not oddly put a damper on the mood."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff nods. "Clemency... I kinda want t' head up to where that...shapechangermawhossis is at an' see if anythin's there worth lookin' at from a medical perspective. Never know what ya might find... not sure how accessible it'll be, might have t' sneak my way in."

**Valour has posed:**
    Uh, oh. Vortex asked Valour a question. Valour grins eagerly and leans forward in the booth. Ignoring Vortex's possibly altered state (with Vortex, how can you tell?), Valour launches into a long monolog about Megatron's known associates, past and present, and how they influenced his path from humble miner and poet to the great leader he is today. Valour's Vosian Borona remains untouched as Valour happily rants about Decepticon history and philosophy.

**Swindle has posed:**
"Clemency? Sure why not," Swindle says, "Now that I'm feeling better, shouldn't be a problem." He rubs his chin. "Say, I've got just the thing for helping you clean the med-bay. Some sort of little round automated machine that cleans the floor when it senses dirt. Interested?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is in the booth with Valour, looking over his tablet. He moves to an effeminite kneel, staring studiously at Valour's tablet. He has a circuit speeder attached and is staring in a very high studious nature at the screen. He bobs his head to the left and to the right, enjoying..yep. His own reflection. "Uh-huh. Yeah..." he says, just agreeing with whatever hes told. He seems like hes totally taking it in. "Oh yeah I totally agree. I can see where it all came from. That is sooooo interesting." his optic band flickers white and he laughs like Valour made the best joke in the world, his laugh so hard it fades to static. "I like your wings." possibly altered? No. Totally altered.

**Goth has posed:**
     "Ah, the Mimic, Hrm, was up at the glacier last, likely has long abandoned his hide out since we, and unfortunately, the autobots, were up there last." He'd murmur. "Said something rather peculiar that I'm not sure how to take any other way." he'd tap at his face platting.

      Goth then gave Swindle a raised ridge, and glanced to Dustoff and rolled his optics.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle gets his drink and starts drinking, glancing over to Vortex now and then and grinning. He sees Goth's raised ridge and keeps grinning. "It'll be great, you'll see. Maybe I should bring it down to the medbay later for a demonstration."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff nods. "Yeah... I could care less 'bout th' mimic proper. I want t' see th' stuff left behind 'cause I'm curious an' prolly will get in trouble from that curiosity." He chuckles softly and takes another drink before looking at Swindle. "An'...let's be fair, we could use one o' those in th' medbay."

**Valour has posed:**
    "Oh, uh... thank you," Valour responds to the unexpected compliment. He turns slightly to look at his highly polished black wings, which flutter a bit at the attention. "Would you like a drink?" Valour asks politely. "Here I've talked your audials off and haven't offered you anything." Valour takes Vortex's altered state in stride.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex points to Valour. "This guy." He snickers "I'd love a drink." he just watche Valour like hes the most incredible thing he's ever seen. His rotors spin appreciatively. "You're a good study buddy." hes not going to remember this at all. He does slide down out of the booth after a moment. "Im gonna go share my rotors with the rest of the bar. Thank you for the lesson." He starts to wander over to Goth next. "Goth. I learned. Sooo . Much. Oh sorry. You're with Dustoff. Swindle. Hiiii." nope he doesnt stay around long enough for the drink to come.

**Valour has posed:**
Valour watches Vortex with frank amusement and finally just shakes his head. Valour finishes off his enerwine, collects his tablet, and heads out for the night.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth hems at Swindle, not exactly sure what to make of the soda-can colored Combaticon, but he's not exactly disliking him, though he does know better then to buy anything from him.. He starts downing the rest of his drink, and chuffs. "I suppose.." He'd give Swindle a slight squint of the optics.

      "Hm? Ah, I was mainly implying he might have moved a number of things, but it is worth a check, have been meaning to head back up there to see what was left... So you would have some help to keep you out of trouble." He'd chuckle, but may also help him get into it.

      "Hello Vortex, You seem to be restless."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff gives a light nod. "Yeah. But when ya gotta run in a hurry, ya don't always take everythin' with ya." He chuckles softly and stretches before taking another drink, shuffling to lean a bit on Goth and kick his feet up. Proper lounging.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle sips more engex. He grins at Goth again. "Great, I'll bring it over first thing next cycle," he says. He turns to look at what Vortex is doing. "Hi tex, whatcha doing? Wanna wander over this a-way?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "I do." he says to Swindle. "You look absolutely beautiful." He says. His rotors spin. "Yes... Im having problems with sitting down today." he giggles. "Buy me a drink Swindle." oh hes got a friend now.

**Goth has posed:**
     "This is very true." He'd muse, before looking down at Dustoff and smiles, wrapping a wing around him and nuzzling his chin on top of Dustoff's helm, this was definitely a content bat. He'd open an optic to glance over at Vortex. "...Vortex, your high." He states plainly.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex looks to Goth and chuckles. "You are Goth and you are furry. And my symbol is purple." he nods. "Yep."

**Swindle has posed:**
"Barkeep, a round of engex for my combatibro!" Swindle announces, getting up and putting his arm around Vortex's shoulder. He leans in to whisper to Vortex, "Hey, interested in buying an automated room cleaner? Guaranteed to do all the work while you're out doing the important things!"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex shakes his head. "Naa, man Im busy being creative." he says seriously to Swindle. "Im gonna write a little song about Deaddy." he must have a deathwish.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was happy to be with his Partner but Vortex was.. well, being Vortex, and he'd vent a sigh, hearing what he did over his communlink, and brought his hand up to rub at his optic ridge. "Deadlock has very much become your new ah... 'punching' buddy, since Phantom started being.. stranger, then normal, isn't he?" He'd ask with a raised ridge.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex grunts, his rotors going flat. "I am not talking to Phan Phan." he says, crossing his arms and sulking aggressively.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off steps into the bar, stopping to survey the area before taking note of Vortex over there talking to the others. Talking about... what, Phantom? The shuttle sighs and shakes his head before heading to the bar and ordering a drink. He doesn't approach the others yet, just waiting for his drink to arrive and gazing flatly over where they sit. You know, all aloof and stuff.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is sitting by Swindle. He has a circuit speeder attached and probably drank a while lot before coming in here. He's the opposite of Blast Off. Undignified, half slouching out of his seat and trying to reach for a drink. "So if we're not gonna fight..then what?"

**Swindle has posed:**
"Oh hey, Blast Off, I'll buy you a round, too. Anything for my combatibro," Swindle says, "Barkeep, give my combatibro the best enerwine ya got!" He beams at Blast Off while wrapping arm around Vortex. "Well if we're not fighting, we're drinking, of course!"

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off lifts an optic ridge at Vortex, then turns to gaze at Swindle. His head tilts slightly as the Jeep offers to buy his next glass... "Make that rose quartz enerwine, please," he instructs the bartender, then takes the drink he ordered AND the wine in each hand and strides towards his teammates. "Thank you, Swindle," he nods to his bro, then takes a sip. "Yes, drinking is far more... relaxing."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is at the same booth as Blast off's brothers, and he's happily leaned up against Dustoff, looking rather comfortable and content despite the weird Combati-twins at the booth. "Hello Blast Off, seems we have a bit of a collection growing here." He'd chuckle.. Goth's got his own empty glass near, but he's also in the process of ordering another.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex can slither his body into just about anywhere when hes this drunk and high and he managed to fit in the booth. He grabs the nearest drink, whether or not its his and starts to open his facemask and pour it on in. He chuckles to himself.

**Swindle has posed:**
Swindle leans in towards Blast Off, "By the way how are the pillows working out? Comfy? I got more if ya want 'em. Also I've discovered a little round device that scans for dirt on the floor and automatically cleans it. Interested?" He glances at Tex grabbing a random drink but just smiles.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off nods to Goth, "Indeed. Well, only the \*finest\* collection, of course..." He then stops to stare at Vortex pouring the engex in his mouth. "....With a few extras, I guess." Siiigh. The sniper turns to Swindle, now looking a bit more animated. "Oh? Yes, the pillows have been satisfactory," (high praise from the shuttle), "...and something that cleans the dirt FOR you? Do tell me more..." He takes a sip from the first glass, then his wine glass, then leans in to listen.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ears fall back at Vortex as he watches him, and is sure to make sure he grabs his own drink before Vortex can nick it, not often he is able to order himself wines, so! best to keep an optic on it. "Gahh, Vortex." He'd huff. "...Definitely board.." he'd mumble. "I'd ask you if you're also assigned to clemency, but I don't think I'd get a proper answer." He'd knit his ridges.

      Something crosses his mind. "Has been what you've been doing the past couple of weeks?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tilts his head. "We goin to Clemency?" he asks. "What now?" he seems rather confused for a moment. "You're bored." he huffs, crossing his arms.

**Swindle has posed:**
Ah, paydirt. Swindle grins even wider as Blast Off expresses interest in the automated cleaning hockey puck or whatever it is. "Oh yes, you turn it on and let it roam around. It's very efficient. It can sense dirt and zoom to it to get to it faster." He looks over at Goth. "Aw heck I'll paint the town red. I'll buy you a round too, Goth. It's only fair."

**Blast Off has posed:**
"Really?" Blast Off sounds interested- TOO interested, he relaizes, and quickly tries to mask it with the aloof facade. He waves his hand once, looking around, "Well, I mean, it does sound rather amusing. Not that \*I\* am in great need of any such thing, I always keep everything sparkling clean of course...." He trails off, looking away and then glancing back to Swindle. "But certainly, for the right price I \*might\* be interested. As a passing gancy, of course." Don't look too interested or you'll get charged a higher price!

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth frowns. "Ah you do-- Hrmm.." He makes a contemplative noise, is he trying to oil the bat up? He wasn't sure but he was suspicious alright. "I would not be opposed." Goth says politely after a moment.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is very quiet for a while. He then chuckles to himself and stares at the ceiling.

**Swindle has posed:**
"Oh I'm sure you'll find the price more than acceptable," Swindle says, "You can maybe buy a couple and turn them loose in Brawl's quarters when he's not there. And anywhere else where it's messy, really." He grins as he plays to his combatibro's inherent perfectionism. He grins at Goth. Maybe he's trying to oil the bat up, but he does as he promises, ordering the barkeep to get whatever Goth wanted.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off chuckles softly as Swindle answers. "Sounds like you may have a deal, then. I do so hate a mess. Neat and tidy, whether sniping someone from half a klik away or simply making sure my living quarters reflect my own ...shine." He admires his heat-shielded arm for a moment before taking another two sips, one from each glass.

"Well, if you'll excuse me, I shall finish these and be on my way." He nods to Goth and Swindle, murmuring, "Make sure Vortex doesn't wind up rotors up in an alley somewhere for me, hmm?" With a last nod, he moves back to the bar counter.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ears remained back as he stared at Swindle and thought. "...I don't want to imagine the horrors that is Brawl's room.." He'd cringe, lightly before one of his ears swiveled forward. "...Where do, you lot gather anyway? I do not see your rooms in the barracks." Given he's not one to talk, his is after all 'Mister Has a Lab he sleeps in in the Medbay.'

      Goth takes not of that smile and that ear falls back again, his furr ruffling some, and chuffs, as he pokes at the board Vortex. "...This.. Gathering has been pleasurable..." He's a bit like blast off, but more stoic then anything. "I'll ensure of that." He'd call as he stared down at the rotary... and brings his free, winged arm up aaand.. puts it over Vortex.

**Swindle has posed:**
"Sure thing," Swindle says to Blast Off, "I'll babysit him all night if I have to. I'll have the cleaning units ready for ya tomorrow; I'm gonna give Goth a demonstration in the medibay. Have a good recharge cycle." Meanwhile, the barkeep has a Vosian Borona brought to Goth at Swindle's request.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth stares a moment and sips on it and glances to Swindle with a raised ridge. "....I have a sneaking suspicion you want something." Goth would say with a squint.

**Swindle has posed:**
"Well, there was something," Swindle admits, "When I bring the cleaning units over to the medbay, could you have them looked over to make sure they're all well-wired? I wanna make sure I'm hawking high quality wares." He glances over at Vortex. "Pretty soon I think I'm going to have to put him and myself to recharge bed I think."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is continuing to stare at the ceiling. He may or may not have passed out like that. He brings a hand up to the win, tucking it over himself and making a soft engine purr.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth looks down at Vortex, his optics settling into a half-shuttered position, even though his ridges are high, his ears also perked up and swiveled forward. "Fairly I think he's made himself comfortable under my wing, so you are not exactly wrong on that.

      He'd then glance over, Ahhh, there it was, his ears fell back once more and one ridge came down. "...I suppose I could have a look over, but I will not be roped into more then my fair share of work, do have quite a list and have to move out to clemency once the siren is called."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex has crashed fairly hard as the speeder works its way through him. He just holds onto that wing, murmuring every now and then. "Not gonna purge. AWesome."

**Swindle has posed:**
"Fair enough," Swindle says, "I suppose when it's time you'd be happy to help me pack Vortex back to his quarters so he can sleep it off?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth wold have to wiggle his wing a bit, given how it was structured, as Vortex did have a grip, but he would managed to move it, and get the bot lifted up safely enough, with minmul jostle to wake him... Goth was a fairly larger sized bot after all, once he was up on two legs. "There we are."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex clings to Goth as if he is part of the wing. He makes a murmur of protest, then he buries his face in Goth's fur. "Mmm. I love this fur." oh yeah hes crashed.

**Swindle has posed:**
"OK, off we go," Swindle says to Vortex, "Time for recharge, bud. Hopefully you won't be too hungover tomorrow." He nods at Goth and gets on the other side of Vortex to make sure he doesn't fall over the other direction.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuffs. "You and your texture sensuals." He'll allow it /today/ and starts following Swindle once he's sure he has Vortex properly secured, notting he'll return to Join Dustoff quick as he can.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex chuckles. "You know me." sometimes better then he knows himself. He lets Goth carry him like a ragdoll. "Naa this was an easy night. I dont get hung over unless I've purged like five times.."

**Swindle has posed:**
"Thank Primus for small mercies," Swindle comments, and helps Vortex back to quarters, leading the way for Goth. It's not really that far, and once they get there, Swindle gets the door open and has Goth help him deposit Vortex onto his recharge bunk.