[backdated] Like some Kid N Play video

[knightoflight]

Who: The Cybertronians and anyone else who might be nosy as to what all the large robots are doing together because why not.
What: Sharing resources houseparty?
When: Shortly after the robot network post excitement
Where Green 6, aka Wing's Swingin' Bachelor Pad

After Drift's post, Wing realized that as a knight, he had a mission, to help his people come together and find a way to coexist. Or else.  And Drift had mentioned that they should pool resources.  So, after double-checking with Drift, Wing sent a small message to each of the Cybertronians on the station to please meet him, this evening, in his quarters.

He wished food wasn't such a consideration here, because he felt bad not being able to lay out a spread of food for hospitality.  Maybe they would all bring their own?  He can hope. He has his few flight grade fuel rations on a table, just as, well, something.

As it is, he has soft music and subdued lighting, hoping they might defuse any, well, interpersonal tensions. 

He stood by the door to greet his guests, with a silent prayer to the whole Guiding Hand, that this went well. 

((OOC: This is a general robot shindig meet and greet and hopefully not punch each other.  Feel free to post a header for your character for others to tag into--anywhere in Wing's quarters or the hallway or whatever; mess with his stereo, steal his towels, show up early, fashionably late, whatever you want!  And of course, non-Cybertronian partycrashers welcome!)) 

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Starscream

[knightoflight]

That music is crystal singing bowls, Starscream. Designed to cleanse and purify the aura, which, if Wing would speak frankly, you are in dire need of.

Wing grins. "I'll take boring over a brawl." Which is what he'd expected bringing mechs of the different factions together.

[aerospacecommander]

"At least a brawl would be somewhat exciting," Starscream responded without even looking at Wing at first.

But when he did he quirked an optic ridge and stared down at him.

"You're shorter than I expected."

[knightoflight]

"I....I think perhaps we have different ideas of excitement, friend." And he's sort of hoping his definition is the one that stays in place in his quarters.

Wing is used to larger mechs: Dai Atlas, Axe, both towered over him. "Is that so strange? I'm the same height as Drift."

[aerospacecommander]

Starscream pushes off from where he was standing and circles around Wing like a cat deciding whether to torment a small animal or not.

"You're a flier. Your pointy friend I assume is a ground vehicle. Usually there is a size difference there."

[knightoflight]

The small jet is small but also pointy. He'd prefer not to have to prove that, though. Not when there are so few of their kind here.

"Usually, I suppose. But that doesn't make me a lesser flier. In fact, I am probably faster than you." Is that a challenge? It very well may be.

[aerospacecommander]

He would totally try and take Wing, especially since Wing is small so therefore that means he's all weak or something.

Starscream huffs down at the smaller flier. "I highly doubt you could ever match my speeds."

[knightoflight]

Wing is small, but Drift could perhaps attest that he was not weak.

"We could lay that doubt to rest." A flight competition? Could be fun, Wing thinks.

[aerospacecommander]

"I don't know, the other Autobots here might take offense if I pound you into the ground." Because there's no way Starscream would lose. Even if he had to cheat.