113/A Victory Drink

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream is back at the bar and in the same seat at the same table he was the day before. He is curious to see if Swivel is still working here. He's not sure he trusts that yellow femme. Femmes can be really nasty. And he's only looking out for Swivel because he knows Thundercracker likes her for some unknown reason and he doesn't want to hear the blue seeker whine and mop all over the place for centuries if something were to happen to this small femme and the Air Commander could have stopped it.

Starscream leans back in his chair with a nice enercig and a nice glass of enerwine and resumes mech watching like he was doing the night before. It is rather entertaining actually and it gets his mind off the million and one things screaming through it at any given moment.

**Swivel has posed:**
Speaking of yellow femmes, that same yellow femme seems to be on duty. There has been no sign of Swivel since Starscream's previous visit. Unlike Swivel, who did her job silently and efficiently, the yellow femme seems more than happy to chat and laugh with the customers that she serves.

 Well, there was no sign of Swivel until now, that is. The small femme enters throught the front door and ambles up to the circular bar counter in the center, hoisting herself up onto a stool. She had not really taken a cursory glance about the room, and thus, had not noticed Starscream. She does, however, glance nervously side to side at some of the larger, dour-faced mechs sitting near by as she waits for the bar tender's attention.

**Sunstorm has posed:**
Sunstorm enters Maccaddam's, carrying a package. When he spots Starscream, he heads over to join him. "Commander," he greets.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream's point of view is literally covered in bright orange and yellow suddenly and the temperature shoots up a few degrees where he's sitting. He slowly sets his drink down. "Sunstorm --" he motions nonchalanatly, "Have a seat." he makes a motion toward the bar holding his drink up and points toward Sunstorm. As he looks back toward the Seeker he notices the yellow femme and just raises an optic ridge but then he thinks he sees a couple of huge puffy tires near the bar. But he doesn't get a good look just yet. "What's on your mind, Sunstorm?" he asks and at once regretting it. That is a very loaded question when speaking of Sunstorm.

**Sunstorm has posed:**
"I have something for you," Sunstorm says blandly, pushing the package over toward Starscream. "It is something you are owed."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream frowns slightly as the package is pushed toward him. "Don't let your excitment overwhelm you, mech." he pulls the package toward him and just looks at it for a moment, "What do you meanm 'something I am owed'?" his gaze shifts up toward Sunstorm. "Explain."

**Sunstorm has posed:**
"I mean, I am replacing something that you were missing," Sunstorm says. He does seem strangely unenthusiastic about the matter.

**Starscream has posed:**
"Something I am missing?" Starscream questions starting to get suspicious, "And why have you taken it upon yourself to replace the item.. unless--" his optics narrow and his wings hitch up slightly, "What did you while you were 'patroling' in my penthouse?" he tears into the package as he waits for the Seeker to respond.

**Sunstorm has posed:**
"I had a few libations from your decanter. And then, suddenly, it was empty. My apologies, Commander. But it was very good," Sunstorm says, hoping to himself that Starscream doesn't blow a gasket over it -- after all, he DID make things right and owned up to it.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream pulls the decanter from the paper and closely inspects it. "Good year." he says neutrally as after the bright Seeker explains the situation. "Good brand, excellent bottle -- this was very expensive." he considers the energex he keeps out on the counters freely as opposed to what he was just given and to what he has under lock and key and sets the decantor down. "Very well, Sunstorm, I will excuse your lack of control this once. You have amended for it." he stares at Sunstorm for a moment and looks like he's about to say somethign else but doesn't.

**Swivel has posed:**
"Hi, can I get you fine sirs anything?" comes a sweet, feminine voice. The yellow femme on duty had made her way to Starscream's table, and she has a tray tucked under one arm and a pad in her hand, and looks at Sunstorm and Starscream expectantly. Her smile falters a little as she sees the decanter, and looks almost as if she were about to say something, but thinks better of it. She just forces her smile on with more emphasis.

 Meanwhile, at the bar Swivel has engaged a mech two stools away in light conversation. And by conversation, she is mostly listening to him rant about the rising price of energon, his fears on how steeper it will get after the Toraxxis incident, and how he can't afford his old lifestyle. Swivel is mostly nodding and saying th odd, badly butchered platitudes while sipping her drink.

**Sunstorm has posed:**
"Thank you, Commander," Sunstorm says with some genuine relief. He didn't really MEAN to get carried away and drink all of Starscream's good energex, it just sort of...happened!

As the yellow femme approaches, Sunstorm smiles cordially. "Yes, please! We need something victorious. Something that tastes like victory! A victory drink! ...Do you have anything like that?"

**Swivel has posed:**
The femme smiles, nodding as she listens to Sunstorm. She seems used to being asked to deliver flavours of abstract concepts. She smiles and winks. "I've got just the thing!" She makes a small note on her pad and looks at Starscream to see if there is anything he would like to add.

**Starscream has posed:**
"Thats fine with me, I will take the same." Starscream says as he puts his energex into subspace.

**Sunstorm has posed:**
"I think we have much to celebrate," Sunstorm says with a proud smile. "I couldn't have asked for more from my own team," he adds, directing this part of the conversation to Starscream. "They performed beyond reproach. I really do think Valour has vast potential."

**Swivel has posed:**
"Gotcha," the yellow femme says with a friendly smile. She then turns and walks away to retrieve the drinks.

 "Yeah, I kinner see wotter goin' through... I dun iffin 'ave a job, I mean, notter make yer low payin' job not seem 'ard, 'coz it is...." Swivel is trying very hard to sympathize with the other mech. At first she thought the glazed expression from the mech was mostly because, like many others, he could not understand a word of what she was saying. But then she realised he was rather still and quiet, and his optics had gone dark. Swivel slides off of her stool and walks over to him, waving her arms in front of him to see if he reacts. Failing this, she lightly nudges him. "Oy, ya'roit?" There is a slow creeking sound as the mech shifts under her light touch. Slowly, but then collecting more momentum, the mech tips over, tumbling off of the stool and landing in a loud crash. Swivel jumps, yelps, and hops back. "I dinna do it!" she declares immediately to absolve herself of any suspicion, although all it does is make her all the most suspect.

*Swivel Speech Translation: "Yes, I can kind of see what you're going through... I don't even have a job, I mean, not to make your low paying job not seem hard, because it is... Hey, are you alright? I didn't do it!"*

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream says, "I'm not familiar with that Seeker, Sunstorm. Is he a recent graduate of the acade--" and then he finally sees Swivel push some large mech off his bat stool. "What the slag?" he asks no one in particular. But he notices the mech doesn't move and he stands, "What's going on here?" his tone is authoritative and befitting his rank right now, regardless of the faction brand on his wings.

**Sunstorm has posed:**
Sunstorm remains at the bar, sipping on his victory drink while watching Swivel and Starscream silently.

**Swivel has posed:**
"No really I dinna...." Swivel notices a bunch of optics on her and she shrinks away. "I was jus' checkin' t'see if 'e was awake..." Swivel tries to explain, but the pressure of merely being stared at, even though no one has said anything, is making her frantic. What's worse is when Starscream stands up and demands to know what is going on puts a hush on the room. Suddenly, Swivel backs away even more, and it's obvious by the way she is looking around she is trying to locate the closest escape route. The mech on the floor remains immobile. There are a few whispers here or there and murmurs, and even a few quiet snickers.

*Swivel Speech Translation: "No, I reallt didn't... I was just checking to see if he was awake..."*

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream notices Swivel looking around like a turbofox caught in headlights and says calmly. "Swivel stay where you are. Tell me what happened?" he looks to see if anyone is checking on the down mech and waves to someone to do so.

**Swivel has posed:**
Tentatively, someone walks over to the mech checking on him. But, not everyone is a medic, and after lifting and dropping the mech's limp arm a few times they shrug. "Probably just passed out."

 Swivel looks at Starscream, her jaw working as if she were speaking, but not words are actually coming out. At least, not immediately. "We was jus' talkin', 'en 'e got real quiet, so I jus' gave 'im a li'l nudge an' asked if 'e was a'right, 'n 'e fell over. I dinna think I coo' iffin push a boxy mech loik tha' over." She looks over at the fallen mech while a couple of mechs discuss what to do about him - whether to call a medic or just drag him out to the street.

*Swivel Speech Translation: "We were just talking, then he got really quiet, so I just gave him a little nudge and asked if he was alright, and he fell over. I did not think I could even push a boxy mech like that over."*

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream looks at the mech and the 'help' he's getting then back at Swivel. "Alright. I know you. I know you didn't have anything to do with this. Relax." he looks toward the bar. "Make arrangements to get this mech to a repair center." he turns back to his table to see that Sunstorm has taken his victory drink and left. He probably had to commune with a wall somewhere that Primus was speaking out of.

The Air Commander sits back in his chair and resumes his drink as he goes back to mech watching.

**Swivel has posed:**
".........Okay....." Swivel says after Starscream gives her a pass for previous good behaviour. She still hangs her head and slinks back to her stool, looking like a scolded puppy. Meanwhile the staff work on arranging for the mech to get the repairs that he needs.