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Topic Started: 20 May 2016, 05:11 PM (57 Views)
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Trailcutter awoke with a throbbing headache, and his nose hurt like the pit. He groaned in pain as he reached up to grab his head. Onlining his optics, Trailcutter realized that he couldn't see out of his right optic. He panicked slightly as he reached up to check his face, and realized that his visor was gone and a patch was over his right optic. He then briefly touched his nose, only to draw his hand back and hiss in pain as a new wave of pain assaulted his face. At least that small touch had been enough to tell him he had a bandage on his nose.

'Where in the pit am I, and what happened?' Trailcutter thought as he sat up to look around. He then noticed very familiar pink bars of energy. So, he was in the brig. Why was he in the brig? Trailcutter tried to remember what had happened to get him locked up in the cell. There where large gaps in his memory, but the little bits and pieces that where there at least helped a little bit. He remembered there had been a huge bar fight at Swerve's. It had gotten really out of hand very quickly, if he remembered correctly. He tried to remember what else had happened, but he couldn't think of anything. It was just a blur after that, but he did vaguely remember something about a red and white screech demon. Trailcutter tried to think harder, hoping it would help, but all it did was make his headache worse.

Trailcutter groaned in pain and frustration, deciding to just stop thinking about it for the time being, or at least until his headache stopped. Instead, he decided to sit for a few moments in silence, and wondered if there was anyone else in any of the cells around him. He listened to see if he could hear anyone moving around in their cells, or maybe even talking to themselves or others, but all he heard was the hum of the energy bars. Having nothing else to do, Trailcutter figured he might as well try to take a nap and wait until someone came to let him out. Maybe it would help with his headache, too. The force field specialist then laid down, and was about to enter dreamland, when he heard faint shuffling in the cell next to his. Immediately sitting back up, he listened carefully to see if he could hear it again. After a few minutes of silence, he started to lose hope that there was anyone there at all, until he heard the sound of movement again. Maybe this mech had just woken up, too. He decided to take a chance and talk to whoever it was.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Trailcutter hoped whoever was there next to him would respond, and hopefully they could help him figure out how he ended up in the brig. Well, seeing as he had been part of the bar brawl, he knew it had to have something to do with that, but knowing the specifics would be nice.
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The sound of movement stop for a second or two before the other bot in the cell next to him sat up from the breach in the cell,at the time the only thing that could be seen was the outline of a femme, Okay which femme on this ship would get themselves in trouble like this? Most of the time they would back off from a fight or just leave the bar all together who could be in that cell?

The femme stands up and takes a step forward more into the light,it was the silent sniper of the lost light who everyone avoided like there was no tommorw, well everyone besides the smaller bots sense but this is not the time to talk about that,but back to the other point even she avoids getting into bar fights so why and how did she get herself locked in the brig?. She takes another step towards Trailcutter,she looks to be in better shape then he did only having a couple of dents over her body. Her eyes narrowed at the other mech,thinking hard the poor sucker must be so confused,he was very drunk last night. She swore to herself that she wouldn't talk unless she needed to ....well I gusse she dose need to because who knows how long they were gonna be in there plus he was gonna ask her questions.

She takes a deep intake before slowly starting to talk "How's your head?" She asked in a very cold and emotionless tone to her voice,she couldn't help it after fighting at year for this long that's how she just reacted to it,cutting herself and her emotions off so she would be numb to all of the lose from the war. She walks to the bars were their cells meet and sits down looking at the force field user.
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Trailcutter sat in silence for a little while longer before he heard a little more movement from the cell. He saw the blurry figure of what looked to be a femme, or at least he thought it was one of the femmes. Trailcutter had really poor eyesight without his visor, and now that he was blind in his right optic he was really having a hard time seeing who it was. Everyone probably thought the visor was for looks, but nope, without his visor he could only see to about arm's length, after that it was a struggle to make out what was in front of him.

Trailcutter wondered which femme it could be that got locked up in here. He heard a voice come from the cell, asking how his head was, and was about to answer when he saw her walk up to the bars. Now that he'd gotten a better view of her, he realized who exactly she was, but for some reason the name escaped him. He could have sworn he had heard her name mentioned before, though probably while drunk. Was it Nyon? Neo? No, Neon, that was it. Her name was Neon, and she was rather quiet and tended to keep to herself. Why would she be in the brig? Maybe it had something to do with that bar fight at Swerve's. Trailcutter looked at Neon and squinted his working optic slightly, hoping it would clear out some of the lingering blurriness.

"My head is killing me, actually," Trailcutter muttered, the throbbing in his head only being made worse from squinting. "I wish I could remember what happened back at that bar fight. It must have been pretty bad if my I'm in the brig."

Trailcutter sat there with his head in his hands as he massaged his head a bit, hoping to relieve at least some of the pain. After a few moments, the pain did ease a little bit, and he lifted his head back up to look at Neon. He noticed what looked to be dents on her frame, and suddenly the thought of her being involved in the bar fight didn't seem so strange. He figured he might as well ask about it and see if she knew anything about what went on.

"I'm sorry to bug you about this, but do you know anything about what happened at that bar brawl? Also, sorry if I'm wrong about this, my eye sight is really poor without my visor, but you look pretty banged up as well. Are you feeling alright yourself?" Whatever had happen in that bar, it was obvious that Neon had fared much better than he did, assuming she was involved.
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Neon sighs softly putting her one of her hands into her lap before rubbing her own head "The fight.....well it started when a few names started to get thrown around I'm not sure who swung first but soon it started into a whole bar fight everyone was either fighting each other or trying to get the frag out of there......i'm pretty sure sense your in the brig you got blamed for starting the fight or actually did start the fight......." She said taking a deep intake her door wings went up as she intaked but when she let it out her wings went back down into the middle of her back.

"I'm in here because I kinda got into it......someone threw a table at me and my first reaction was punch the guy right in the jaw and for sure I know a couple of mechs blamed me for the fight..........I bet they only did that so they can try to look through my room" She said with a soft laugh which was odd to hear from her tone of voice "Oh I'm pretty I was able to grab your visors before Magnus cuffed me........" She said grabbing them from their compartment "I would have gave them to you last night but you were drunk and knocked out so yeah I decided to wait till you woke up"

She said before reaching thought the bars before putting the visors in front of Trailcutter,sense that is how far she could reach. She puts her hands back into her cell putting them into her lap. She takes another deep intake not very used to talking to someone so much,her voice box actually kinda hurted now. She only talked once besides this time on the lost light and that was to tell Tailgate to be more careful when riding his hover board and even that didn't hurt her voice box as much i was just 3 simple words not full sentences.
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Trailcutter listened to Neon as she explained what happened in the fight from her point of view. So he'd gotten thrown into the brig because he got accused of starting the fight? Trailcutter was pretty sure he hadn't started the fight. Sure he'd started some fights before, but why start one now? But then Neon also got accused of starting the fight? Now that was messed up. Trailcutter started to wonder if more of the crew was locked up in the brig for these kinds of accusations.

"Well, at least you're okay, right? It sounds like that fight was pretty big. There was probably a bunch of accusations flying around about who started it, so there's bound to be a lot of mechs locked up."

Trailcutter hoped that everyone involved in the fight hadn't been hurt too badly, but he knew that was just wishful thinking. His attention was caught again when Neon mentioned how she managed to swipe his visor from Ultra Magnus. Why would Ultra Magnus have his visor? Maybe he was going to get it fixed for him. It was a nice thought, but Trailcutter was pretty sure that Ultra Magnus didn't know about his poor vision.

Trailcutter watched as Neon pulled out what he could only assume was his visor. It was nice of her to hold on to it for him until he woke up. When she reached through the bars and placed the visor in front of him, Trailcutter carefully picked it up and held it close to his face to examine it. He noticed that it was cracked, and some pieces on the right half of it where missing, but that was fine. He only could see out of his left optic at the moment, anyway. Putting his broken visor on, Trailcutter smiled as he could finally see better, even if there were cracks going across his vision. He looked around his cell, relieved that he could see again, and turned his head to look back at Neon.

"Thanks for holding on to my visor an' giving it back. It really sucks that I can't see a thing without it." Trailcutter really was thankful.

Maybe after this whole mess was cleaned up, he could go get his visor fixed. And maybe get a spare made while he was at it, just in case it got broken again. Trailcutter felt his tank give a tiny rumble, and blinked his one good optic in mild surprise. Well, it looked like he was hungry. Again. It was a good thing he kept a bunch of snacks on him. He reached into his subspace and pulled out a small box of rust sticks, then looked over at Neon, deciding to offer her some of his snacks. It was the least he could do, after all, and there was no telling how long they were going to be the brig. They might as well get comfortable, right? Trailcutter held out the open box of rust sticks to Neon.

"Hey, do you want any of these rust sticks? I have plenty of other stuff though if you want something else."
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Neon couldn't help but smile a tiny bit under her mask,She reaches thought the bars again and takes one of the rust sticks "Thanks ....." She said before pulling her mask away from her face and starting to eat the rust stick. Okay this felt a bit weird she's not used to other bots seeing her face. Most bots didn't even think she had a bottom half to her head because she never moved her mask away. She looks up at Trailcutter I gusse it's okay for him to see her face he's a nice guy just needs to stop getting into bar fights.

Once done with her rust stick her pulls her mask back up OH that's right he asked if she was okay "And the answer to your other question I'm fine just have a few dents First-aid needs to fix up but that's it,yeah it was pretty bad I mean it took a couple of people to break it up.....and I'm pretty sure there is other people but they are most likely still getting fixed up by First-aid or are still knocked out asleep .....I hope it would be creepy if they were just listening to us talk" She said glancing back at the other cell behind her. Sadly she could see them doing that everyone wanted to know more about the femme.

She takes in a deep intake before looking back at Trailcutter,what to talk about? Anything to let her voice box rest it still hurt a little but not as bad as before. "So Trailcutter.......why did you decide to join the lost light crew?" She said tilting her head softly,she has learned overtime that everyone on this ship has a reason for joining,from pure chance or just trying to find old friends everyone had a reason to be here,and sense they might be in here for a couple of hours they might as well learn more about each other.
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