[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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[alwaysadrift]

Drift would never ask Wing to stop if it was something that made the jet happy. He'd die for Wing, so some temporary wounding of his pride is something he can withstand. And hey, he's handled worse and for worse causes too. Watching Wing smile is worth every moment. (not that he's thinking that in the middle of the moment, no that time is reserved for mortification.)

Drift doesn't want to think about the mental image that he's conjuring, the real thing was bad enough. "Well yeah. I mean it was sticky and..." Wow Drift, no. Try again. "Er well, I did the best I could. They don't exactly have washracks around here that really fit us." He still vaguely smells like strawberries though so he didn't do that great a job. Clearly it's intervention time, Wing.

[knightoflight]

Wing will definitely let Drift reciprocate--it's still heady and wonderful and new to think they could actually have the future he'd wanted with Drift.

An actual future. Actual friends. And maybe more.

Well, still, he should have some manners. "That's another thing we'll have to look into finding here. We can't go here without proper cleaning and maintenance."

[alwaysadrift]

Heady and wonderful indeed. Drift has no idea he even has a chance for something more, but being friends with the jet? That alone is something he's immensely grateful for. Something he's yearned for since the day he lost it.

And well, if they can be friends, just maybe...??

"Ah-ha that we do need yes. Can't have mechs going for months unwashed right?" Say, like, the one standing right here who still has scuff marks from the shuttle pilot's chair that he sat in for so long.

well fuck me I lost this tag.

[knightoflight]

All possibilities are open: it's what Drift chooses to make of them. It always has been up to Drift, really.

"Not if we want to make a good impression on our hosts, no." He tilts his helm. "I suppose it's something I could work on."

no worries~!

[alwaysadrift]

He's not used to all this agency, so many options. It's always been a this-or-that road for him, often with the choices not nearly as attractive as Wing is. But if he does have the option, that power to choose, he wants Wing in anyway possible.

Assuming, the jet wants him of course. It's hard to imagine after he was such a pain in the aft.

"A good point! We'll need to address that soon." Like yesterday in his case. "You have some ideas?"

Grah! *punches gmail*

[knightoflight]

Wing believed in Drift before Drift believed in himself. He certainly isn't going to give up now, seeing changes in Drift he hadn't even dared to dream of.

"Well, we could at least ask if there's a space we could renovate. It would mean communal bathing." He wonders if that's a problem, with all the other mechs here.

[alwaysadrift]

It's true, and he's still trying to follow that example. He's stumbled a few times recently but all this? It's the best kind of recovery he can imagine. It's almost like fate brought Wing back to him just when he needed it most.

"C-Communal bathing?" Maybe he gets a little glassy-eyed for a moment. "I have no problem with that." He does like his privacy but the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. Ahem.

[knightoflight]

Wing gives a satisfied nod. "We'll ask about that, then. Surely they wouldn't begrudge us some space, since we're here and we helped fight."

And communal bathing could be, well...neighborly!

[alwaysadrift]

"And this place seems big enough, surely they can accommodate something." That stands to reason to him at least, not that he knows anything about building washracks. "Can I...help at all?" He can do the heavy lifting maybe??

[knightoflight]

"I'm sure they can. It's in everyone's interests, after all." No one would want dirty robots!

Well...not that kind of dirty, anyway.

"We can scout locations together. Something near to where we all live?"

[alwaysadrift]

"And well, equal treatment would be nice." They're stuck here just like all the other organics, after all.

Stinky robots you mean. No one likes stinky robots. This conversation is suddenly very hard to focus on.

"Proximity would be good yeah. We seem to be pretty spread out over the housing units but somewhere central to all of them would be best. And oh...I'd love that. The scouting, I mean."

[knightoflight]

"I don't see why they wouldn't agree to that. We're all sentient creatures. And we did help fight off those...whatever those were." It's simple logic! Optimistic logic!

Stinky robots, then, yes. Though it's a much less fun image.

Wing likes his double entendres.

"We'll have to keep that in mind, when we look. ...why do you think they did that? Spread us out?"

[alwaysadrift]

"We should definitely talk to them about it. Er. Whoever it is we need to speak to." He's a little fuzzy on that. Anyone but that poor blue-faced intern though, that guy looks like he could use a break.

Drift would like his double entendres too, if he were clever enough to make them. But that's okay, because when they're Wing's they're better anyway.

"I'm not sure. But they seem to be color coded. All I know is that I'm stuck in the same building as Pharma." So much DO NOT WANT there, it's almost a Deadlock level scowl.

[knightoflight]

"Good point. We can find out who to ask."

Adding to his list of things to find out as they settle in.

"Well, that's not so bad, is it? You can see for yourself if he's changed."

And then I realize this takes place before Pharma intro'd. /waves hand Nothing to see here

[alwaysadrift]

"I suppose so. But before, we didn't even know he'd gone astray until it was almost too late." Drift can hope for a little forewarning though, so much could be a stake.

"But I know Rodimus would be thrilled to have proper maintenance facilities." And Drift too, though the swordmech is slightly less vain. 'Slightly'.

punches continuity in the face

[knightoflight]

"Well, now you know. And maybe his reason for having gone...bad isn't here." It is time to practice your Positive Influence skills, Drift!

"Oh, your, uh, friend?" He was still a little fuzzy on the relationship between them. "Maybe we can make it a surprise for him."

/laughs at its black eye

[alwaysadrift]

But it's hard Wing, in some cases it's so very hard. "Thank Primus for that. And maybe the fact that he's the only Cybertronian medic will spark his, uh, sense of medical responsibility?" Atrophied as it is...

"But yeah. And my captain. Er, or. was. is? It's fuzzy." Let's change the subject! "He was the person who stood by me after joining the Autobots."

Let's just, uh, ignore the use of past tense there shall we? It's still true! Er, again!

[knightoflight]

"It very well may be. No one wants to be evil, Drift." If naivete were an energy source, they'd not have to worry about starving, with Wing here.

He smiles. "I'm glad you let yourself have friends, now." Deadlock...hadn't seemed keen on the idea of friends in general.

[alwaysadrift]

"Ha-ha, yeah." Except Drift knows evil disguises itself as other things. Sometimes you are so close to it that it looks like something else...

But Drift loves that untarnished naivety in Wing, even if he fears that it might get the jet in trouble.

"Me too," and the way he looks at Wing says the jet is the best benefit of that, a friend he never considered he had before, not until it was too late.

[knightoflight]

What? Wing's naivete has never gotten him in trouble. Well, just that once, a trouble named Drift. And he can't regret that at all.

"It's so wonderful to see how you've changed, Drift. All of this." He gestures at Drift's body, the smile on his face, everything.

[alwaysadrift]

Maybe that's Drift's premonitions working again? Wait, let's hope it's not, or at least that he's wrong in that regard. The fewer visions of Wing getting into horrible trouble, the better!

But oh, ah, that sure is Wing gesturing to...all of him. AHEM. "I'm glad. That I--that you--er, like it." 'Approve' was actually the word there, but wow he sounds kinda lame enough already. "I was inspired by someone, for the color choices." Looking at you again, Wing.

[knightoflight]

Wing has no intention of getting in horrible trouble. He's the rescuer, here, not the rescuee.

"Why wouldn't I? It's you." He grins. "And you wear it well, Drift."

[alwaysadrift]

"I--uh, well..." Wow that's more compliments and bonus realizations than he's had in under a minute in....a very long time. "You wear it better."

Thank you, words, for just blurting that out there. Hopefully it sounded good because Drift has no idea what he's doing.

[knightoflight]

"I don't think it needs to be a competition." Just let him admire you, Drift. He'll try--and fail--to be subtle about it.

"I admit, though, it's a bit...intimidating to feel I've been so important in your life." Truth for truth. He'd wanted to change Drift, but, well somehow not as the key focal point.

[alwaysadrift]

"That's, uh, fair." It's a little weird, not thinking of things as a competition, however friendly. It's the way he was wired for so many centuries, competing for resources, for rank, for respect, and even for his freedom in Crystal City. He's trying it out though, and on first impression it feels...kinda nice.

His expression softens then. "You were the pivot point of my 180. I'd lived a destructive life since being left in the gutters. You were the first one to make me see I could be something else." He shrugs a little sheepishly. "Is it...that strange?" He'll, uh, stop if it's creepy. (Or try, anyway.)