1156/Collateral Damage

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr is out on the town today, so to speak, probably on his way to the Decagon from Translucentia Heights where he has a second residence. He seems to be in a fine mood, aside a measure of frustration or disappointment with some of the Bot's recent territory losses in the war at large. Nothing much more than the typical push and pull, back and forth drag, though.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock was sitting outside, as she waited for when she would get the notification that Glyph was headed to where Gallo's ship was impounded, which made her question a number of things, considering Monte had been able to get to it and raid it, had he gotten to it before, or after it was impounded? That was something she'd need to look into..

      For now, she looked down at her drawing, and continued to sketch away at the page with her attempts to properly draw the Iacon architecture around her, from the garden bench seat she'd taken. Her Datapad nearby her, playing music from a playlist she'd organized for outings like this, keeping it loud enough to hear, bit low enough not to bother anyone else.

      Glancing up to look at what she was drawing once more, she'd take not of Blurr, and her ridge s only knit. She was still upset with him about past events, but most of it had cooled now, given the time, still.. She wasn't happy with him, and wondered if she should just let him pass by, or attempt to talk with him, she'd vent out a sigh and glance down at her work and then back up, she might as well try.

      "Hello." She'd state, now if he heard her, or acknowledged her, would be the kicker in all this.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr passes by the garden Starlock is sitting in, and does in fact notice her, especially when she address him. "Oh, hey." he greets casually, peering at the drawing she's working on. "You're uh--" he rubs his head pensively. "Sorry, what was your name? I know it was something -lock. Right?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     It's a drawing of the not to distant sky scrapers and taller buildings, going down to the garden in front of her, figures of the bots milling around the garden, currently there was no color and just the sketch from the drawing utensil she held.

      Starlock would raise a ridge at him, retaining ner normal.. neutral frown, but closed her optics and gave him a soft nod. "Starlock." She'd say, before glancing away in thought, then back. "Starlock of Harmonex." She'd nod. "I hope I didn't stop you from getting to anything to urgent, and I do apologize if I did." She'd add with a nod, before opening an optic, and giving a slight smile.

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Starlock!" Blurr says, slapping his forehead a bit. "That's right, I knew that. I swear, I knew that." he chuckles. "Nah, don't worry about it. I don't usually have to worry about being late or anything, because--well, you know." he smirks, and sits down next to her. "So, what's on your mind?" he asks, assuming she wanted to talk to him for some reason.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock nodded, as he spoke, keeping a much calmer demeanor then before, after all. She had matured a bit since all this had happened and started. Though at the mention of what was on her mine, she'd frown, and look even a bit mournful, She'd flip of her drawing book back to a sketch of Epitaph she'd been working on, and moved to continue it.

      "Ah.. Mostly saying hello, in a bid to try and.. be much more friendly, without hiding behind a sort of mask, I guess is a way to put it." she'd explain, spinning her wrist, gesturing as she spoke, before bringing it back down to continue the drawing.

      "...A lot of things though, stuff I can't talk about, like this whole mess with Gallo, and his people." She'd vent a huff. "....I hate it too.. because there are people getting hurt that don't deserve it."

**Blurr has posed:**
    There is a bit of a side glance, as Blurr averts his gaze momentarily at the mention of Gallo. "Oh, sure. Definitely. Well at least Gallo got what -he- deserved, right?" Then he sighs as he catches a glimpse of the drawing of Epitaph, looking away for a moment again. "People who don't deserve it get hurt all the time in this world--better get used to it." he mutters.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Honestly..?" She'd ask, glancing up at him, with a slight raised ridge, noticing as he averted his gaze. "I... Don't know." She'd frown, looking back to her drawing, and vented a sigh. "It's complicated, because If I say yes, then that means I'm.. condemning the other involved parties to the same sentence, since they committed even worse... But, I will say Quartz did get what she deserved.. She'd official crossed the line where she was too much of a risk to everyone around her... Just wish Epitaph and Juris didn't also have to pay for her crimes." She'd frown.

      She'd then look up at Blurr and raised a ridge, before looking at him. "Yes, they do, and I for one know I cannot save everyone, but, /but/ that doesn't make what happened okay, or right, and we should NEVER become so desensitized to it, that we think it is, or else we risk becoming like those in the decepticons ranks." She'd state firmly, and huffed, looking back down. down at her drawing, reminding herself, she had nothing to apologize for, thus she didn't need to.

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Well they were all involved in spreading that awful virus, right?" Blurr questions. "So they -are- guilty." he shrugs. "Not that it matters, they're all dead now."

    He looks away again at the mention of Epitaph and Juris. "They were--unfortunate casualties. Collateral damage, it seems. I didn't say it was okay or anything, just said it happens. And it will keep happening, as long as this planet stays at war."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "...Yes, Yes, and Sort of." She'd state. "I can't really say much until the investigation is complete, commands orders." More specifically, Jazz's! She'd huff, looking over at Blurr again, her ridge slowly quirked up. "Not all of them." She'd say carefully, watching his reaction.

      She'd nod in response to him explaining what he ment. "... I suppose that is the reality of it all, still.. I wish I'd just been a little faster." She'd frown.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr shakes his head. "No, there was nothing you could've done," he says firmly, almost insistently. "You could've been as fast as me and the results would have been the same."

    He frowns at her when she mentions not all of them are dead. "What do you mean, 'not all of them'? Gallo was the one behind it all, right? Quartz worked with him. Well I suppose he could have some unaccounted for associates." he shrugs.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Who knows." She'd state, shrugging her pauldrons, looking down only for her optic to catch BLurr's expression, she shutters her optics, staring at him. She knows she can't say names, but what she does do, is slowly shake her head at his question of Gallo being behind it all.

      "...Like I said, I can't say anything, as frustrating as it is."

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Eh, it's fine." Blurr replies. "I know how that goes. I just hope Juris makes it." Certainly, there are things he isn't telling her, either.

    "...at least Epitaph had been around long enough." he sighs. "He'd probably had enough of everything by now, anyway."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "I hope so too..." She'd look up at the sky, her optics moving back and forth as she tries to sort out things. "...Probably.." She'd state in response to Blurr as she mentally filed some things away, quiet to the fact of some of the things she picked up on, then looked down at the time on her datapad, and huffed. "...Well I have a few breens till I need to meet up with someone to continue being a nosy femme." She'd smile.

      "....It was... Nice.. getting to talk to you, without all the drama." she'd smile at him.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr arches a brow at her. "What drama?" Of course, the patronizing behavior in the training sims before doesn't count for anything. Speaking of which, he shrugs. "Well I won't keep you. I hope you eventually did find a good sparring partner, though." he chuckles.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "...Ehh, nothing you remember, sadly.. Just things I'll need to come to terms with on my own.. And accept they will never likely have a resolution." She'd state, pushing herself up, collecting her items, sub spacing them.

      "Ehh I cleaned the floor with Repugnus, but I also wasn't attempting to get used to my new stave, so I don't know." She'd chuckle with a smile. "...Been interesting and.. I hope... This ends soon, where we can get a chance to talk about this whole mess in full, because my Gods it's been exhausting, and.. Ahhg!" She'd throw her hands up but just breaks into a laugh.

      She'd wave to him and start walking, once she's turned from him, she frowns... Blurr knew things about the scrapyard he shouldn't have.. and the blur on her camera footage, and what she saw... The investigation.. Her Finials droop, not liking what her mind was getting at.