130/Setting Up Shop

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off is still at work in his new wine shop. Thanks to Swivel's skillful deliveries, everything is moving according to schedule. He's got much of the shop set up now. Grand Opening will be soon. A soft opening even before then. The shop is small. Blast Off doesn't want to attract much attention and realizes that if the Autobots find out about this place he may be moving soon anyway. Best to stay small and possibly mobile. For now, though, he's enjoying himself, resisting temptation to drink all this glorious wine himself (for the most part, he has sampled a few bottles- merely for professional taste testing purposes of course!). He stands by a shelf, lining up bottles so as to gleam in the light cast by the window.

**Aegis has posed:**
It's been a while since the mild disagreement Aegis had with Blast Off in his shop. But she's here again now, carrying with her a package. Tentatively she pokes her head into the shop, and when she sees it's relatively empty, the rest of her follows. "Hello?" she calls out, one arm holding the package carefully against her chest.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off looks up, mid bottle-sort. Oh. A visitor. One he's seen before. Hmm. His optics fall quickly upon the package- not a weapon, at least not obviously. He looks back up, placing the bottle down. "Yes, come in."

**Aegis has posed:**
Aegis steps fully into the shop and relaxes a trifle. "Oh, hello again," she says, her words slightly rushed. "I actually...well...I came here to apologize for last time." She lowers her optics. "This is your shop, your domain, and I was out of line." At which point she proffers the package she was carrying towards him.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off pulls his head back slightly, considering all this. "Ah, I... see." He turns to face the femme, pulling his full attention to her. He stares a moment at the package before accepting it. His head inclines towards it very subtly... ok, good, nothing ticking in there. Walking to the counter, Blast Off proceeds to (carefully) open the package. Hopefully this isn't a trap. "How... thoughtful of you."

**Aegis has posed:**
Inside is a display made out of crystal that looks like flowers in a vase. The way the light hits it, the colors change slightly between shades of purple, through blue, to green, depending on the angle one looks at it. "I thought you might like a small display for your counter. Nothing too ostentatious, but pleasing to the optic," Aegis says as she watches the box open. "As I said, I shouldn't have been passing judgement on you in your own place. I know better than that." She smiles wryly. "I was letting things overwhelm me, but that wasn't your fault."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off pulls out something that is actually rather beautiful. If it's a trap it's an awfully pretty one. The Combaticon lifts it up to look at it, violet optics appraising and then admiring. "This is... actually rather interesting." He looks at it some more, then places it down on the counter to turn his focus to Aegis. "...Thank you. Well, these are trying times. They get to even the best of us, sometimes."

**Aegis has posed:**
"That might be true," Aegis says slowly, though she smiles when she sees the display placed on the counter. "But you probably felt like you had been unduly attacked, even if we never exchanged a single shot or blow. Which is why it was important for me to set that right." Her smile widens a fraction. "I'm glad you find it interesting." If it is a trap, it also must be a really clever one, since the piece is mostly translucent it would be hard to hide anything in or on it. "Perhaps we can even start fresh sometime."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off considers this, still studying her intently... and then he turns and starts placing bottles on the shelf once more. "I do. And...yes, I am simply trying to run a business here. If you are here as a citizen of the twon and as a customer, or potential customer, you are welcome to hang around. Pardon my busyness, I have the opening approaching soon."

**Aegis has posed:**
"Completely understandable," Aegis says. "I know my job can keep me pretty busy." She pauses for a moment. "Can I give you a hand with anything?" she offers politely.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Hmm. Blast Off pauses a moment before glancing towards some boxes stacked in a corner. "How much do you know about enegex? I need those stacked on the shelves according to brand, and the more expensive ones should be higher up." He then decides to ask, "What job, if you don't mind me asking? I do not get the opportunity to speak to other space alts very often."

**Aegis has posed:**
"Just a standard medic these days, working out of Deltaran," says Aegis. "There isn't much call for me to fix shuttles in space lately. Though I'm still capable if there is a need, of course. But I guess there aren't very many of us anymore. Not that we were very common to begin with." Naturally. "As for engex, it depends how much the brands have changed since I was here last," she says with a faint smile. "How well I remember them might not represent the current brand costs."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off nods, then sighs softly. "Yes... I am pleased that we can visit space again. It was..." he glances upwards. "Uncomfortable being stranded here so long. Unable to fly up there." His gaze falls back down to earth- and Aegis. "I believe you will remain in steady demand as a medic. Things will get worse before they get better, and people will need repairs." He starts sorting some more. "If you want to take a shot at stocking the bottles, go ahead. Ask me if you have any questions. I think there are a few Orion Three Orchards bottles in there- those are of the highest quality."

**Aegis has posed:**
Aegis gets started with the bottles of Orion Three Orchards. Using her extendable, secondary arms, she puts them carefully on the topmost shelf, setting them just so that they're equally apart and the labels are clearly facing outwards. Obviously she's a bit on the neat side. "Alright, what's next?" she asks. "If you just give me a list of order I can probably sort it from there," she says. "Being planet bound wasn't my ideal, which is why it took me this long to come home."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off glances to his receipt for the ourchase and gives her the list. "Try color coded, as well. Something pleasing to the optic." He goes back to work, adding, "I don't blame you. I would probably have left and not come back had I been able to."

**Aegis has posed:**
Aegis figures something out. She's smart that way. For now she works in silence and efficiency. It doesn't take her long to do a shelf. "I should probably be going now. I find the bodies tend to pile up when I'm away for too long," she adds ruefully.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off glances over and nods with mild approval. "Very well." He steps towards the shelf and casts a glance across it, finger hovering in the air as he sorts mentally through them. "This will do. I can correct a few things but overall, a nice job." He begins to work there but pauses to look over his shoulder at the femme. "Yes, I can imagine." Of course he and his faction add to that body count a lot of the time, but he doesn't point it out. "Perhaps I will see you again. I'm sure as a space alt and as someone who contributed to the shop, I can give you a discount should you be interested in purchasing some wine."

**Aegis has posed:**
"I'll keep that in mind. I find myself needing a good drink quite often these days," Aegis says wryly. That being said, she puts down some Shanix for some a bottle of upper-mid-grade wine. "But let's just keep things normal for now and see how things go."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off nods. "Until next time, then. I'll save a bottle for you. A good one." With that, he gets back to work.