crux_fleet | EVENT: MINING COLONY V'VORTE

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EVENT: MINING COLONY V'VORTE

Who: Councilor Labismat, Science Captain Urist McEngineer, OPEN
Where: V’Vorte
When: June 4th-8th
Warnings: N/A

The Fleet stations itself near V’Varga, the more populated planet of the V’V system, but the majority of the ships are ferrying people down to V’Vorte. Mainly desert, the only things of interest on it seem to be the Mining Plains, which stretch for hundreds of miles; the Blue Circus, which lights up the nights with laser shows and fireworks; and the small town that supports the first two and serves as a small island of normality among the eccentric carnies and boisterous miners. There are rides to and from the Teuberg twice a day, in case you would rather not stay overnight, which are overseen by Science Captain McEngineer, who gives an energetic explanation of the types of metal needed when asked. Back on the Teuberg, Councilor Labismat can be found greeting the ships coming back in, checking on any progress being made.

The V’V natives are mostly humanoid in appearance, with reddened skin tones and large eyes that help them see in the dimmer light of their sun. Most of them, especially the miners, are quite friendly and seem unfazed by the variety of species the Fleet has brought to their doorstep. The only Transports who might get a second glance are the robotic ones, as the mining mechs vaguely resemble them.

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Hey it's not a kink until it turns someone on! And maybe the squirmy thing he'd do when he woke up would be a turn-on...of uncontrollable snickering and laughter. It's a statement Deadlock: if it's collecting dust maybe you should use it more often.

Like with her.

And she doesn't really know how this happening either. Except apparently plushies have some weird psychotropic effect that makes them both giddy like young sparks. With, uh, appetites. "UH-HUH. And after I touch it, then what happens?" Give her the play-by-play Deadlock, she's very curious.

Yeah, but he figures she wouldn't lint up his stuff if the idea didn't turn HER on, so...gross. He's itchy just thinking about it.

Which reminds him: read laundry instructions on these plushies.

But he's feeling So Totally Busted right now so he's gonna cover for it with Grumpiness. "You'll see. Maybe. If you deserve it." HARUMPH

Maybe is not the listing up but the cleaning out that turns her on, ever think of that, huh?

And now she knows where to get materials for that little joke, his lint trap should be a great place to start. She can pretend like she's helping with his laundry.

Flashpoint's developing a resistance to his Grumpiness by now, at least she can tell it for the cover it is, even if she can't tell what's under it. So she smirks a good-natured smirk, bumping himself shoulder again. "Yeah? Dare I ask what I have to do to earn it?"

She can lint up her own stuff, then. He'll watch. For a little while. Before he clearly needs to critique her cleaning technique.

What does she have to do to earn it? Not slap him in the face when he suggests it? But no, he's gonna make it tough. "Gotta be nice to me." Yeah that'll be impossible.

Ew, no. That's not the kind of self-servicing she's into. It's only hot if she's caught at her practical joke and has to make amends and clean up. Which she'd be...very thorough about really.

And as long as he doesn't top Quark's level of indecency, he's okay. Besides, maybe Deadlock gets more leeway, because she kinda wants to get into his panels okay? SHUTUP. It's thing, accept it.

"Oh really? Might be able to arrange that. Does drink serving qualify as nice?" Hey, two birds, one stone. She can make good on her bet debt and earn some...thing else, she's not sure what. But Deadlock's insistent about hiding it which means she wants it.

Maybe they could some up with something better than lint, okay? He definitely could come up with a few suggestions.

And sorry, but he's much more used to mechs wanting to kill him than frag him. It's a little new.

"Not if you 'serve' it by pouring it on my head." In case she was thinking of trying it. Which..she probably was.

Engex. The obvious choice. (Why is everything about food with these two? Go figure...)

Well he might have to get used to it because she isn't losing interest any time soon. Not after that hot panel on her thigh which can NOT be explained away with some weird radio virus like before.

"Oh." She'll just casually cross that off the list. "Honestly if I go pourin' it on you, it's...not gonna be on your head." Not the one he's thinking anyway.

Hey, Deadlock's mind is all about plushies right now. He's as innocent and pure as the day is long.

And she's gonna forget about that whole rassling sexy stuff. He's trying to! N-not really.

"Oh?" Just ignore the fact that he was so startled by that suggestion he dropped a plushie. Wo-wow.

Plushies are a good second choice. Especially since they seem to be the theme of the hour. Which is okay with her since it seems to have made a buffer between them, softening their usually sharp edges.

If Deadlock wants her to forget, he's gonna have to distract her with something else.

And is Flashpoint shamelessly flirting? Hell yes she is. The plushies have made her brave, all right? She's not ready for the night to end, a night she thought was gonna be a lonely drag, watching other people have fun. Instead she's making optics at a plushie carrying Deadlock, who's not scowling at her for once. "Gonna have to take me home and hand me engex to find out." By the way, you dropped your Mr. Crabby.

Who knew the magic of plushies? He's not sure what it's all about but somehow he can't get upset about it. Not when she's talking to him like that, and those sorts of saucy comments are tingling through his systems.

"Building up some fraggin' suspense, there." Meaning the engex thing, which is totally gonna happen, once he's stowed his fuzzy haul. But hey, two can play at that game so he's gonna just beeeeeend on over to pick up his crab. S-sexy? He's not real good at this.

They just need plushie grenades now and their lives will be complete. She's got a few things tingling in her systems now and it feels a little like being overcharged, except she hasn't had a thing to drink all night and she can still walk straight. It's....weird. Nice, but weird.

"Anticipation makes the payoff so much..." Yeah that totally is her trying to sneak a peek under his aft skirt as he bends down to retrieve Mr. Crabby. COUGH. "...better."

You totally didn't see that by the way.

Mission: find someone to make a plushie version of Boomer. Got it.

And he seconds the 'weird' and maybe, even, the 'nice' part. All he knows is it's a lot more fun with Flashpoint. "Wish you coulda seen the guy's face when I kept winning." Not because he's bragging, but because he figures she'd enjoy that look herself.

And he kind of wishes he could have seen the look on her face, too, just now. Because the obvious attempt to rearrange herself as he stood up was really tantalizing.

More fun is certainly true, she'll give him that. A few weeks ago she'd have laughed at the notion, but hey! Look! She can adapt! Deadlock is actually a decent mech to hang out with, when he's not being a total aft.

Attitude-wise. Because she kinda wants to get her hands on that aft noW that she's had just enough of a peek to tantalize. And Flashpoint is totally playing it cool, she did not just get caught checking out his rear specs, nope!

"I bet he was torqued. And surprised. Not that I would have been." Oh is that a compliment? Maybe. She's seen him shoot and his throwing arm isn't bad either. It'd be no surprise that he'd dominate. Except... "You'd've had some competition though, if I'd gotten there earlier."

She's good at covering that whole 'busted peeking' thing. If he didn't know better...? But he does know better and she is so busted. Which in his world is a good thing. He might have to let her get an optic full of something else, to try to catch her again.

"Yeah, didn't know what he was up against." He gets that a lot, by the way. Scourge of the Autobots and all. Like he is.

"Oh, yeah? You wanna bet?" Really, it's cute you think you can outshoot Deadlock. Pssssh.

Yeah well, she doesn't look ashamed! Nope. TOTALLY unguilty. And that IS a word, Mr. Undereducated, what do you know? She's just got that look on her face because she doesn't like getting caught at covert ops. Which Operation: Deadlock's Aft Recon totally is. She needs intel on how to tap that!

"Bet he thought it'd be harder to hit the target just because it's proportionally smaller compared to you. Why does no one understand the scale thing?" She's pretty sure you have big bullets Deadlock. You have big bullets, right?

"Please," SCOFF, "When do I ever turn down a challenge?" Bring it on, Deadlock.

Deadlock would recommend bribing him with sexy, sexy grenades but that would make him sound like, you know, the kind of mech you could buy. Which, nu-hunh.

"Yeah, well, guess he learned a little lesson in physics there." Which involved math which Deadlock didn't understand but he doesn't need to know math to fire a gun. Or, in this case, throw a plushie.

"When? Well, this might be your first time, how do I know?" First time for something, hon hon hon?

~~Well is she a sex bomb and does that count as a sexy grenade?~~

What about doing sexy things with grenades? That way no items are exchanged and it's not being bought. Don't ask what those sexy things are yet, because uh, SPOILERS. Not because she doesn't know yet, shush.

"You taught him I guess." Who ever thought she'd be saying that? She must be in a really good mood. "Organic brains, just not the same."

A bark of a laugh. "Oh no, you're not getting off so easy!" On the bet, that is. Heeeeee might get off though. If he plays his hand right, and she likes it when he finally folds.

~~Maybe. Does she have a sexy bomb costume?~~

Hey, he is willing to contemplate a grenade-based barter economy. Just get him the paperwork and don't complain if his signature is kind of scrawly.

"Hfff. Hard to believe they've survived this long." Not just this guard, but, you know, his mortal enemy McEngineer.

He bites down on the 'getting off easy' dirty joke that is trying to push its way out of his face. He does have some sense of self-preservation! "Yeah?" This is a close second, though. "I'll just, you know, leave some room to be impressed."

~~Not yet but that'll go on her acquisition list just for you.~~

Flashpoint is down with that economic system. It's sure better than what they had before the war. And she can forgive the scrawly signature, especially if he's not writing on a flat surface... Honhonhon.

"Tenacious little things." They still have her respect, just, not always in the smarts area. Or the evolution area. Because still organic. And babies. WTF.

Come on Deadlock, don't hold back, worse that could happen is she punches you right? And who knows, that might just be a love tap. Flashpoint has both less shame and less self preservation than him, so she leers back, wielding innuendo with all the subtlety of a grenade launcher. "Lots of room."

HONHONHON

~~He's already working on bad sexual innuendo puns about fuses.~~

"Or not smart enough to know what's good for 'em." Like staying out of Deadlock's way in the one and only moment he's actually kind of having fun. How dare they!?!

Hey, hey, he's the one in charge of the sexy talk here. Stop showing him up like that! "You have a lot of practice serving Decepticons?" Scuse him while he preemptively ducks a punch he figures he's definitely earned.

~~Well that's definitely a turn-on.~~

"Probably both. How do you get one without the other?" Flashpoint kinda...knows this from experience. Is an example thereof. Is exemplary. Whatever.

OH. OH he did not! She makes that 'oh snap' face, taken aback and engine giving a revving little growl. But wait--wait! She's gonna recover here. Wait for it... "Yeah. Plenty of knuckle sandwiches. Want one?"

"Point." Like in the front of your helm. Deadlock though, also isn't smart enough to know what's good for him, but he is at least smart enough to know that he doesn't want to frag this up.

And that that engine rev is really kinda...cute. Or something. He just knows he wants to hear more of it. She's cute when she's angry. Also when she's fighting. For the record.

He's just going to blow her a kiss, and toss a plushy at her. He ain't afraid of you and your fists. Cute fists.

"Glad you agree." She's just gonna put a mark in her column there. Because she is totally keeping track. Yes.

You know what else is cute? The fact that Deadlock thinks anything is cute. Say that to her face and she'll be at your mercy all night. Which might be thanks to passing out from sheer disbelief but...still technically a win for him.

Her face catches that kiss with a look of pleasant surprise, which breaks into tilty grin. She tries to catch the plushie but it bounces off her pile, but a flick of her foot sends it back in his general direction. "Gonna get that sandwich right in that mouth if you aren't careful." Or maybe she won't both with the knuckles and just use her face..."

"I didn't agree!" Hey, hey, now. He's not gonna just agree with an Autobot. "Just, you know, acknowledged. A thing. It's totally different."

TOTALLY different.

And that kind of lopsided grin on her face is also pretty different, but in a good way. "Hey, I just ordered a drink. No sandwiches." But she can serve him that drink with her face if she wants. He'd be down with that. And excuse him while he catches the plush she's kicking up toward his face. REFLEXES. Are you impressed? Please tell hm you're impressed. Admit it--that was pretty cool.

"Totally different." That is her acknowledging a thing Deadlock, not sassing you.

TOTALLY different.

"Good, cuz I'd hate to mess up that pretty mouth of yours." It could be useful for so many things besides eating knuckle sandwiches. Maybe some different kind of sandwiching could happen though, like him between her and a berth, hmmm? Maybe drink serving is just an appetizer.... She doesn't know but she likes where this is going.

And Flashpoint sees you being all impressive, Deadlock. She's in too good a mood to pretend she doesn't. You can catch one, but can you catch two?

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