OOC: You know what I meant
IC: a few patrons gave Load disapproving looks, likely because of the incident with the Decimator, but it didn't escalate beyond that.
Load takes a seat near Railfire and Alpha.
"Autobots on't have the stomach for it, there's a reason cons mow them down in combat." Fury replied.
And how do you think we've been in stalemate for millennia if not us learning how to fight? Because you Decepticons, Megatron especially, decided to cause trouble when there was absolutely no reason to. Alpha thought, taking a sip from his drink.
"Pass me another Energex, would you?" She asked.
"Certainly," Lock complies. He does as Fury requested.
"Say, where is your Autobot friend?"Railfire asked Fury. "I haven't seen him in a long while."
"Autobot friend? I wouldn't know." She said before sipping the Energex.
OOC: Wait. Are they not friends in this? I haven't been very active so I could have missed that.
OOC: No, not yet at least?
IC: Dynamo entered the bar.
Lock waves to Dynamo.
Alpha gives a small wave.
He looks at Railfire, "do you have any suspicions regarding who the culprit is?" (@MaximusPrimal)
Lock and Load sit and drink, having done enough speculating for the time being.
"No. Whoever they are, there frightfully efficient."
"How so?" Alpha asks.
"You know, I think I read a book once that went something like this," Load comments.
Alpha looks at Load, "What happened?" He asked.
"The barkeep did it," answers Load.
"You're a riot, slagheap," Lock deadpans.
"No, I'm being serious!"
"Well, okay, how'd he do it, then?" Lock inquires.
"Simple: he just poisoned the Engex," Load explains.
"That doesn't help us here."
"I never said it would, did I?"
"I'm pretty sure these guys didn't die via a poison." Alpha sad.