Post by Arcee on Sept 28, 2020 3:54:00 GMT
Arcee and Soundwave head to ask a rather unsavory mech about the current problems on Cybertron.
Arcee had never been here before, like she would ever come to this place as she stood in front of a large metal door with neon signs on each side depicting dancing femmes in various poses. Her left optic twitched a bit as she pounded on the door! A slot in the door opened as a a Vehicon’s single optic band peeked out.
“Password?” He asked and backed up as a blaster was pointed right in his face through the slot!
“Open….” Arcee hissed.
“Ok-okay! Just doing my job….” The jet stammered as he opened the door. Seeing who was with her he stepped back and bowed. “Oh uh, Soundwave! If I knew it was you I would not..not have..uh..Enjoy your evening…” Holding the door for them he had a feeling his boss was not going to like this.
The bar was loud, seedy and most of the patrons were already drunk. She could also see a few of them acting rather…odd as she smirked a little. A few waitress bots were hovering around with some rather curvy custom made chassis that made her roll her optics. Arcee was looking for the owner of the bar. He called himself a crime boss but under that, his base metal was nothing but a thug. Besides, she heard after the incident with Steeljaw he had lost all of his credibility and had to resort to running this place. Looking back at Soundwave she nodded.
“Lets grab a booth. I’m sure he will be around sooner or later.” She said taking a seat in a nearby booth.
Soundwave