“You know, that match reminded me of a fight I had with Lash some… I dunno… three million years back?” the gladiator reminisces, thinking back to his days as champion of the pits of Kaon.
Oddball, barely within earshot, perks up and scuttles on over.
Thundercracker was standing in front of the cell occupied by the two newest prisoners. The two were sitting upright on one of the charging beds, leaning against each other. They had fallen asleep quite a while ago, and were peacefully napping together.
“Ain’t that the sweetest thing you ever did see?”
Thundercracker said.
“Even in the face of such horrible circumstances they still find time for each other.”
“I mean, I guess.”
Skywarp said, very much not impressed.
“How so?”
Railfire asked. Normally he couldn’t care less about the stories of the others, but he was feeling generous today.
Gronius grunted.
“Thundercracker, do you care more about a jouvenile relationship than what and how much you eat every day?” he said, not carrying if his tone was waking up the two.
“Weapons, mostly,” he explains. “Lash had these whip-things in her fingers- like Wildsong’s cables, but you know, ten of 'em. She’d turn you into iron filings if you weren’t careful.”
“Hmph. Fine.”
Thundercracker walked back over to the other cell.
“Personally I’d say I’d prefer better energon, but I think more energon would be easier to get.”
“I’ve done that before. Remember: there was a time when I was in top 5 of the bets! It will be fine!” he said as he started looking for the nearest Vex guards. “You can leave my quarters now, don’t expect me to return in the following hours.”
Oddball looks around at the group, cocking his head to one side and dilating one pupil- he was confused, as he hadn’t been paying much attention to their conversation before.
“It was,” Backbreaker affirms, nodding his head. “Lash was downright deadly with 'em. I didn’t get out of that one unscathed, let me tell you.”
OOC: Apologies for getting so behind, got distracted by another project.
IC (past):
Machbreaker was not dissuaded by this news. He pulled out another scrap and started to write on it. When he finished, he held it up, which merely asked if he knew how to make Sparks.