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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 16:59:08 GMT -5
Desinex's grin grew even more wicked. "I can answer both questions...Showtime's only a few vorns younger than me...I remember when she came into the group I was with...back before the AllSpark was lost to space..." Desinex ducked as a napkin ball was tossed at her head. "And as for the second question...I think it was right before that last battle...shortly after I tore that one Autobot to pieces..."
Showtime proceeded to rest her forehead on the table. "Raven, just shoot me now, please? Tell Percy I'm sorry I let Sunstreaker kiss me in front of him..."
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 17:09:32 GMT -5
Nightstrike looked at Desi for a moment, "Really? I would have thought he would be a bit more... rampant." She shrugged.
Raven patted Showtime's back, "Oh, don't worry about it! If you're that concerned, perhaps Sunstreaker would be happy to do more than just kiss you. I promise I wouldn't tell Perceptor. Right, you've had your fun, now our turn. Let's see... How many mechs have you been with? I have had," she thought back, "15, give or take."
Nightstrike winced. The number in comparison to the others was low, but considering the amount of time she had wracked that number up was very short, it was a bit embarrassing.
"I've been with... Five? I think?"
Raven smirked, "Well, you certainly haven't wasted any time, have you?"
Nightstrike smiled, "At least we can save Showtime the bother of answering this question though. Seriously though, how old are you? I mean, really, you and Desi are much older than I am aren't you?
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 17:50:20 GMT -5
"Well...To be honest...I'm not really quite sure...I mean...when Percy took me in...he told me his best guess was that I was around a meta-cycle old...He wasn't exactly sure, but that was his best guess...which means, I'm probably around...148 vorns old..." Showtime shrugged, not lifting her head from the table. "I could be off though..." Desinex snorted a little.
"But how much of that was spent in interplanetary stasis?" Showtime blinked a bit, before shrugging.
"Dunno...maybe 40 vorns?"
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 17:56:58 GMT -5
Nightstrike rolled her optics. They were getting off topic.
"Desinex, numbers, now and come up with the next question while you're at it. And how pitiful Showtime! I have barely been alive for six earth months and I have managed to bed nearly every mech of consequence in the Decepticon ranks, there has been an Autobot that I had a bit of a fling with, Megatron claims me for his own (and yes, I do claim him as well, whether he likes that or not) and I have had two sparklings. Honestly, you must not be trying very hard."
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 18:03:38 GMT -5
Desinex shrugged a bit, "I'm not much older than her...150 vorns...I had a few casual interfaces before a certain incident...then hit a dry spell, until I met Quicksilver..."
Showtime lifted her head off of the table to scowl at Nightstrike. "I'm not interested in adding 'notches on the bedpost', as it were...I'd rather wait for the right mech...and as for Sunstreaker...he kissed me only to prove a point to Perceptor..."
Desinex grinned wickedly. "And what makes you think that 'Conquistador' guy is the right one?" She had to duck as Showtime threw the first available object, which unfortunately happened to be her dagger, at her head.
"Shut up! Shut up!SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!" Showtime tried to get up from her chair a bit too quickly, and toppled to the floor, sparks flying from her helm.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 18:16:27 GMT -5
Raven rolled her optics and picked Showtime up from the floor.
"Showtime, remind me not to take you out anymore. Now get a grip on yourself! Geez, if you get this way over questions about interfacing you'll never actually be able to do it!"
Nightstrike stifled a laugh, but could not help it. Through it, she managed to choke out, "Desi... Ask question."
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 18:22:51 GMT -5
Desinex chuckled a bit, before tilting her head a bit. "Hm....Raven, you've had a bit more experience than all of us....who was your best interface partner?"
Showtime regained some composure, muttering something about how she didn't have any feelings for 'Conquistador' at all.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 18:32:43 GMT -5
Raven considered it for a moment. She had been picky, actually and hadn't taken just anyone to her bed, so, the upshot of it was that most of her lovers had been quite skilled.
"Well, I know you will think I'm only saying this to save his feelings, but it's Rewire. He just knows what I like." She shrugged and knocked back most of her drink. "Nightstrike? Your answer?"
Nightstrike felt somewhat reluctant to answer, but did so anyway and muttered her answer quickly.
"Ironhide. Desi? Your answer?"
Raven blinked. She did not just say what she thought she said, "You what?! Never."
Nightstrike stared into her drink, not defending herself.
"Fraaaag..." Raven leaned back in her seat and ran her hand over her helm.
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 19:05:56 GMT -5
Desi smiled a little. "Even though this seems like I'm just defending him since he's my most recent...Quicksilver...He's been taught well."
Showtime groaned a bit "I do NOT want to know..." Desinex grinned.
"Oh come on. It's not that bad...besides...he's nothing if not creative..."
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 19:18:16 GMT -5
Nightstrike could not believe that she had just dropped a small nuclear device about her fling with Ironhide and none of the others (apart from Raven) had questioned it. She shook her head and looked back over her shoulder, letting the memories flood back, fighting back a tear. She had loved him and perhaps there was still a small part of her that did.
Desinex's comments brought her back from that dark place and she gave a weak laugh, "You don't know? You were his first. As for his creativity, that is probably something he inherited from his father. Megatron is... Well." She smirked. "What to ask next... Ah, yes! If you could have any one, who would it be?"
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 19:49:01 GMT -5
Desinex smirked a bit at the knowledge that she was Quicksilver's first, and then arched an optic ridge at Nightstrike's question. "Well...as weird as this sounds...especially considering he's a 'Bot...but I always thought Optimus Prime would be a lot of fun to interface with...He's probably a demon in the berth..."
Showtime sputtered, trying to cover her stammering by taking a sip of her drink. After regaining a little bit of composure, the Autobot sniper mumbled a single word, ducking her head slightly, "Sunstreaker"
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 20:02:15 GMT -5
Nightstrike looked at Desi. "That's not fair! I want to do Optimus! Honestly. I should. Besides, it would be interesting to see how he compares with Megatron." Nightstrike, already becoming overcharged, tipped the rest of her drink back and continued, "I bet you're right. I bet he is absolutely divine! Primus, I'd love to polish those stacks any day of the week." Nightstrike shuddered and then mumbled, "To have both him and Megatron at the same time... Rawr!"
Raven gaped.
"You did *NOT* just say that! You are truly sick and twisted! How in the world did you get like this? Your father isn't horrible like you."
Nightstrike raised an optic ridge at Raven. "No, my mother, however, was more twisted than anyone knows or thinks. Back to the subject at hand, Raven. Who would you do if you could?"
Raven thought about it for a moment before muttering, "Ratchet. You know what they say about medics. I... just would like to know." Her faceplates burned. "Don't you dare tell Rewire I said that Showtime! And I can't see why he wouldn't, er, you know, with you."
Raven went and got another round of drinks for everyone before coming back to ask the next question.
"Right, strangest place you've ever done it in. We'll start with Desinex."
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 20:06:17 GMT -5
Desinex grinned. "This was awhile back...when I was still on Cybertron...had an Academy 'Bot in the closet of his dorm. While his ROOMMATE was there."
Showtime's jaw dropped and she stared at her former comrade with a look bordering on shocked awe on her faceplates. Desinex downed half her cube, before nodding at Nightstrike. "Your turn. Same question."
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Post by runyasan08 on Mar 20, 2008 20:12:44 GMT -5
Strangest place she could have gotten to yet, and still, it felt like the most normal place anyone could go. Glancing around the pub with a cube in hand, the atomic orange femme's optics landed on a small gathering of femmes. Apparently, it was happy hour for the females, at least in that corner of the pub. Morbid curiosity kicking in, she moved a bit closer, catching the last question. She was completely unable to hold back a snorted chuckle.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 20:33:43 GMT -5
Nightstrike was about to answer the question when she noticed Phoenix standing there. A hand shot out and grabbed the femme's arm and pulled her into a nearby seat.
"Right, we must get you up to speed. Answer these questions:
When was the last time you interfaced, how many mechs have you been with, who was the best, who would you most like to interface with and strangest place you've ever done it in?"
She chugged more of her cube. "Strangest place I've ever done it... Ya know what? I've never done it anywhere unconventional. I will have to change that. However," She grinned wickedly, "There is something to be said for using holoforms."
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Post by runyasan08 on Mar 20, 2008 20:40:11 GMT -5
The femme had actually squeaked as she had been jerked over, managing to keep a hand on her cube before being shoved into a seat. Which left her rather startled and blinking; it wasn't often she was shoved into a group of people. And then having strange questions thrown at her. Phoenix blinked, frowning as she let Nightstrike go ahead and answer as she drank. When the femme had finished, the Corvette sighed, shrugged her shoulders, and dove in. "Last time was before I headed off to Earth, here; and I'm not sure about mechs, maybe.. 7 or 8.. do femmes count? The best? Umm.. dunno, had to've been that one time in the class room. Who would have to've been Ironhide; I mean, what student wouldn't? And the strangest place had to be a class room I mentioned before, just before the instructor walked in, and with two mechs and three other femmes. M'surprised we didn't get caught."
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 20, 2008 20:43:53 GMT -5
Nightstrike's jaw dropped. She was... jealous.
"Damn. You've got me beat." She pouted and drank more. "Ironhide is good though. Very, very, very good. Did I say he was good?"
Raven rolled her optics, "Shut up Nightstrike, you're drunk. Strangest place... Hmm... Well, we did it out in the middle of nowhere just a couple of days ago. Anyone could have found us."
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 20:44:21 GMT -5
Showtime's optics widened considerably and she nearly choked on her high-grade.
Desi arched an optic ridge. "Multiple mechs and femmes? Wow...that's something I've never tried before..." She grinned and downed the rest of her drink. "Sounds kinda fun, actually..."
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Post by runyasan08 on Mar 20, 2008 20:48:57 GMT -5
The femme pouted at the flier, before rolling her optics. "Sure, sure, rub it in. I mean, it's not like I didn't hang out with a crowd that practically day-dreamed every day about the very idea. I mean, c'mon, pity me." "It was," Phoenix remarked iin response to Desinex, nodding her head and not missing the other femme's reaction, sparing her an apologetic smile. Some were caught off-guard by what she had done before.. "The threat of being caught helped it, but.. it was worth it, in the end."
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Post by Den on Mar 20, 2008 20:51:51 GMT -5
Desi considered something. "Too bad we don't have our mechs around....I bet we could get 'em warmed up to the idea..."
Showtime groaned and let her head rest against the table again. "Desinex, shut up. Seriously..."
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