117/Guardian Angle

**Swivel has posed:**
It's actually fairly quiet in the Oilhouse for a change. There is barely a murmur, and those who are involved in social intercourse keep it hushed without the white noise of the usual din to keep unwanted eavesdropping at bay.

 One of the few patrons is Swivel, who is seated at one of the tables rather than at the bar in the center. She has a mostly expended glass of something dark, and is engrossed in tacking information into a datapad of sorts.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream is crazy brave for a 'coward' and walks back into Maccadams like he owns the place. The smeg with the fact hes wanted and has a bounty on his head. He passes by the bar and motions for what he wants to drink and then seeing Swivel he comes up and sits down next to her. "Well don't mind if I do." he says charmingly and with a smile to match. Yes he just invited himself to sit at her table. "I haven't seen Thundercracker yet to let him know you are back." he states as way to start some conversation.

**Swivel has posed:**
SMEG! Swivel's jaw drops just a little as she looks up as Mr Charming slides into a seat at her table uninvited. She stares at him for a moment longer then quickly puts away the pad she was working on. The last thing she needs is Starscream getting a glimpse at her diary.

 "A'ways thought ya'll were close... but mebbe wot with ya bein' wanted 'n all best ya not t'gather." What else can Swivel do but continue the conversation.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream has his drink delivered and takes a sip, "My relationship with Thundercracker is complicated." he says but not exactly defensively. He is friens with TC and with Skywarp and the three of them are a very well oiled machine together in the sky but sometimes they way they carry on it's hard to really beleive they are friends. "Besides he's been off on long distance planatary survaying so he has been scarce lately." he pauses a beat then says, "You know he was pretty worried about you when you vanished. He wouldn't admit it but when he was off duty he was out looking for you."

**Swivel has posed:**
The femme looks Starscream up and down as he talks about Thundercracker. "....And yer tellin' me this why? I really, REALLY d'nah wanner cause offense, but.... yer not really kind 'less it gets ya sumtin'. I mean, not judgin', it's one way t'survive th'ccraziness, but it's wot y'are... or least wot I've seen 'n 'eard o' ya." Swivel taps her fingers on the table nervously.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream takes a moment to translate what she just said. "As hard as it may be to beleive." he begins quietly, "I can be nice with no strings attached sometimes. You up and leaving like you did stressed out my wingmate so if there is any string attached it's the fact that I didn't like having to deal with him over you." he looks at her for a moment, "I don't know what it is about you that he likes but I'd consider myself pretty priveledged if I were you. He generally has nothing to do with .. grondpounders."

**Swivel has posed:**
Swivel listens to Starscream's explanation, slowly tilting her head to the side. She is silent for a moment after he is finished, her gaze dropping down to her hands which are placed upon the table. after a moment of processing, Swivel nods, seeming to accept Starscream's reasons. "Aight. Wellum..." Swivel quickly looks around, as if making sure no one is looking at them. She doesn't really want people thinking anything of her talking to the aerial commander. She has her reasons. Once she finishes her scanning of the room and is satisfied that nasty rumours won't float about, she looks back at Starscream. "I'd be more careful if I was you... 'coz if me disappearin' 'fected Thundacracker, 'en 'magine wot sumtin' 'appening t'ya would do? I mean, sumtin' more permanent, coz, yanno, ya did get captured, but 'en ya got away. But it wun always 'appen loik that."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream shrugs slightly. "I don't plan on getting captured again any time in this lifetime, you can be sure of that." he smirks a bit then. "You care for him don't you?"

**Swivel has posed:**
Well that isn't a loaded question. Not in the slightest. Swivel gapes at Starscream a bit, and then glances about herself as if making sure no one has suddenly moved closer to them. She's got to be vigilant, especially with acquaintences like Blurr that can just seem to appear without any warning. "'Course I do." Swivel decides it wouldbe prudent to not add that she cares for a lot of people.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream grins even more. "Ok." is all he says as he works on his drink. Then he decides to shcange the subject. "So is that yellow femm still barging in on your tips here when you work the floor?"

**Swivel has posed:**
"Yellow fe- Oh ya mean Bumper. Eh it 'ent 'bout tips. She was worried I was tryna take 'er job," Swivel explains. "Workin' 'ere dinna really work out fer me, but I kinna be choosey 'bout where I make ma livin'. I'm on trial with a d'livery place workin' out o' Rodion, but if I dun meet their standards I 'ent keepin' th'job. They kinna afford t'many employees roight now. I was jus' lucky they 'ad a sudden openin', wot with oner 'em couriers gettin' murdered."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream frowns, "Murdered? What do you know about it?" he seems curious.

**Swivel has posed:**
Perhaps it may seem uncharacteristically callous for Swivel, but she just shrugs. "Dunno. Dinna ask. Dinna wanna know. All's I 'eard jus' from gossip izzat it woz a case of summun shootin' th'messenger. But tha's a risk, yanno? I got shot a few times, though not bad 'nuff t'die. Sumtimes ya end up deliverin' t'untable people, 'n yer delivery dunna please 'em."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream thinks on what she says for a long moment then finally says, "Whats 't'ntable--tuntibl--tuntab--what the smeg did you just say?"

**Swivel has posed:**
Swivel tilts her head at Starscream inquisitively. "Toooooooo Un-ta... er... unSTABLE. Sorry. I kinner slurr m'words t'gether. I offen 'ave s'much t'say 'n notter lotter toim t'say it that iffin 'en I'm 'laxin' I skip bits o' me words all over th'place."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream twitches a wing as he stares at her stupified. "...Yea..." he has no idea. He finishes his drink and motions for another one. "Find out who got murdered and why. Do you know it was Autobot or Decepticon or Neutral?"

**Swivel has posed:**
"............." While a small part of Swivel actually wants to give Starscream a bit of attitude and tell him that he can't order her around, the femme thinks better of it. Not only is it horribly rude, it's also not going to endear herself to anyone. Swivel curls in her lips and shrugs her shoulders. "Dunno. Prolly neutral. If I was runnin' a shippin' or post service I woona 'ire Autobot or Decepticon.... but I dunno if they has a policy loik that or not. And iffin they WAS Decepticon, they was prolly 'idin' it."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream nods slightly. "Good points. Find out anyway though but don't be too obvious about it."

**Swivel has posed:**
"Not sure I knows 'ow t'not be obvious, sir," Swivel responds after a long moment of thought.

**Starscream has posed:**
"Don't go out of your way by asking pointed questions to any mech you run across about what happened to the courier you are replacing." Starscream says and hopes he explained it well enough.

**Swivel has posed:**
Swivel taps her fingers on the table top. "......Ah. So jus' listen 'n 'ope summun says more," Swivel clarifies. "I dunno why yer so innerested. Folk get murdered every cycle.... 'n it's real sad. But I 'ent one t'not see it 'appenin' Oner th'reasons I left in th'firs' place..."

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream says, "I'm interested because you are the one replacing the mech that was killed -- because I don't want to hear Thundercracker moan and whine about it for the next decavorn if something happens to you, ok?"

**Swivel has posed:**
".....Ah....... I see......" Swivel mumbles a few things and nods her head. "Well.... I, uh, guess I better get on that." Swivel rises to her feet. She's unsure how much she wants Starscream as a reluctant guardian. It could get... messy.

**Starscream has posed:**
Starscream nods, "You do that. If you get in too deep call me." oiy the things he does for his wingmates, right?

**Swivel has posed:**
"Yeah.... I'll uh, I'll call ya if I need yer 'elp." Oooooh boy. Swivel nods and waves to Starscream. Once the courtesies are over with, the femme scampers out of the bar.