Nexus, and Other Places. Rat Pits, Trypticon and Quasar. Carina's Team

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bvIronhide: *standing and grinning in the arena, one arm around lbIronhide's shoulders and the other around bvRatchet's shoulders. lbMira and bvNova are sitting on his shoulders, the one chirping and chattering fit to bust audio receivers, and the other scowling at the roaring crowds. At his feet, little Nomad is waving and posing as eLumen and lbLumen leap around and whoop*

Carina: *watching from the stands, all of her attention on the big black mechs, and her optics a bit bright. She knows they're not her batch initiators, but she's seen images of the mech... And he looked like the two black mechs. She watched the fight that the one had with the tiny organic that changed colors, and watched as he won after a rough battle*

bvRatchet: *still has a bit of a sour expression on his face. It seems SOMEONE -Ironhide- dragged him here from his berth... By his feet*

lbMira: *yap yap yap, chat chat chat, bweeees when she sees a pretty color in the crowd*

lbIronhide: *battered, dented, and smoking in a couple places, but grinning and waving his free arm at the crowd as the announcer crows gleefully about his prowess* *quiet subsonics to bvIronhide* She's here again.

bvIronhide: *just as quietly* I see her.

bvRatchet: *softly* See whom?

lbMira: *yappin' to bvNova. See the pretty color that that big lady is?*

lbIronhide: *grunts softly as lbRatchet uses a fire extinguisher on him* The Carina in the stands. Only saw tech like that on one other bot.

bvRatchet: *scans the crowd without making it obvious* *softly* She's staring.

lbRatchet: *in the same subsonic rumble* I've called Optimus. She'll talk to the girl after her match.

bvRatchet: ... *raised brow ridge at his counterpart* She?

lbMira: Aunty! :D

lbRatchet: *gentle chivying motion to indicate to bvIronhide and Ratchet to help lbIronhide off the sand without making it too obvious* Yes. Ironhide, Mira, and I follow a female Optimus.

bvIronhide: *cheerful grumbling as he shifts to the other side of lbIronhide and makes like strutting him out of the ring*

bvRatchet: *must fuss and try and help support lbIronhide*

lbMira: *SO much yap! Calls to Nomad and Bubbies*

lbRatchet: *cane baps his twin* Not so obvious, you misfire.

bvIronhide: *snerk*

Lumens: *have the giggles. And then worse giggles as Nomad baps them*

lbMira: *scoldies!*

Nova: *scowling study of newUncle*

bvRatchet: *SO much scowl at his counterpart. And another quick scan of the crowd* *softly* She's getting up to leave.

lbIronhide: Sharpshot's got it.

bvRatchet: ... Are you sure that's a good idea?

lbIronhide: *slightly surprised glance as they leave the sand and enter a cool and echoing tunnel* Why not?

bvRatchet: Sharpshot's not exactly the most *pause, considers the best way to phrase this* stable of bots...

lbIronhide: *as he lowers himself carefully to a stool* Dying can settle 'em down.

bvRatchet: ...

lbMira: Aunty! Sekani! *laughs and chirps*

bvIronhide: *calls to a slender, dark blue mech* Sharpshot, come meet my brother.

gSharpshot: *coming over after setting the box he was holding next to the burly orange and black hulk of one of the other medics* Hello, Ironhide.

bvRatchet: ... *boggling*

lbMira: *bweee!*

bvNova: *flying leap to see the uncle*

bvIronhide: Ratchet, Sharpshot. Sharpshot, this's the one from my reality.

gSharpshot: *catches bvNova easily and cuddles the little girl close to his chest. Gives bvRatchet a friendly smile* Nice to meet you.

bvRatchet: *made a strangled meep when Nova leapt!*

lbMira: *yap yap yap, chat chat chat, flirt with Nomad!*

Nomad: *grins up at lbMira, and then gives gSharpshot his most crushing hug*

lbIronhide: Since when do you paint yer scars?

gSharpshot: Since my sister ambushed me and sat on me. *patpat for Nomad*

lbIronhide: *as Nomad lets go and flexes* *snort* Not surprised. She got Perceptor today too.

gSharpshot: *blink* *snerk!* I should see if I can get her to get Kup sometime.

lbIronhide: That wouldn't end well. *looks toward the big screen showing the ring as lbRatchet turns the sound up* There she is.

bvRatchet: *looks toward the screen, jaw. DROPS as he sees the tall, slender, FEMALE Optimus... And those swords...*


a few minutes earlier


Sekani: *so WIGGLE! much CHAT!* :D :D :D

hbStunner: *PARTEH!*

lvCarina: *just a bit frazzled as she does her best to keep hold of both sparklets. She was planning on going back to the ship when the blue femme with the sparklets stopped her to ask for help, and now she's got her hands full!*

hbSharpshot: *doing her best not to look quite smug. She had seen Carina heading for the exit, and at Primus' gentle nudge, she'd approached the lilac femme and asked her to help with the sparklets* This is great. We've got a perfect view of Optimus' match.

Sekani: *loses his mind and snaps into kissie mode*

lvCarina: *squeaks before she can stop herself*

hbSharpshot: You want any snacks? *asking Carina and the sparklets*

hbStunner: *points to the snack vendor that overheard the question and stopped near their seats* Bommaidy.

hbSharpshot's pocket: Safe safe? Kimchee safe safe, dumbdumb?

Carina: *startles at that*

hbSharpshot: Not yet, Kimchee.

snack vendor: *soft chirp* Is the baby asking for botmado? *is a slender young woman of the reptile race that runs the rat pits and their venues*

hbSharpshot: *headshake* Kimchee isn't. Sekani and Stunner might like some though. *nods to where the two sparklets are*

Carina: ... *quietly* Botmado? *confused*

snack vendor: We have these. *shows calcien nuggets with rust* And these. *gummy ham bites*

hbStunner: *jumps over to her mother and looks more closely at the tray, then looks up at mamaface* *chirp?*

hbSharpshot: *chuckles* How much?

snack vendor: For both?

hbSharpshot: *nod* Yes.

snack vendor: Three credits for the nuggets, and six for the gummi ham bites.

Kimchee: *faintly* Dumb dumb...

hbSharpshot: Three orders of nuggets and the same for the gummi ham bites. *figures if the kids don't want any, she can always bring them to Hound later*

snack vendor: *soft chirp as she hands over the requested goodies* There you are.

hbSharpshot: *pays for the food* Thanks. *will give one of the orders to Carina*

Carina: ... *so confused*

Sekani: *sees the fuel and sits pretty as he points to ask if they can have the gummi bites first*

Kimchee: *mun's not printing that*

hbSharpshot: Here, Sekani. *will give him one of the orders of gummi bites*

lvCarina: *going "..." at the fuel*

Sekani: *gently pokes a gummi bite at the mouth of this pretty new friend, but then chirps and looks toward the pit as the announcer speaks*

announcer: And now the match that many of you have been waiting forrrrrr! Optimus PRIMA vs THE LIVING MOUNTAIN!

lvCarina: ...Prima? *attention going to the pit*

Optimus: *hands upraised in response to the cheering, her golden eyes twinkling with a quiet and slightly eldritch light*

Sekani: *so talk! Much commentary!*

hbStunner: *such yap... At least until she gets a handful of gummi bites and starts nomphing*

Optimus: *turns quickly as the gate on the opposite side of the pit opens, then crouches and goes to the ready as the ground shakes very slightly under a colossal step*

lvCarina: ... *frown*

Mountain: *the ground shakes again as the crowd becomes deafening. And then a huge, heavily armoured black dragon steps onto the sand. Now the reason for this new subspace ring is very apparent!*

Sekani: *freezes, noms halfway to his mouth* 0_0

lvCarina: *can't help the squeal of fright she just did*

hbStunner: 0_0

hbSharpshot: Holy *BLEEP*

lvCarina: That's an alpha chaotic! We have to get out of here! *starts gathering her feet under her to get up*

Sekani: *CLING*

hbSharpshot: It's in the arena. *reaching to make lvCarina sit back down*

lvCarina: It's an alpha! It'll destroy everything here!

hbSharpshot: And Optimus is the Guardian of Time and Space.

Sekani: *sees mamacalm and starts to relax*

lvCarina: ... *looking at you like you've grown a second head, hbSharpshot*

Vector Prime: *suddenly in the seat on lvCarina's other side* Optimus shall have no trouble. Hello, Sekani.

lvCarina: *very undignified squeal*

hbStunner: *yap yap, waves handful of nom at Vector Prime*

Sekani: *distracted from greeting Vector Prime by the need to comfort new friend! And maybe smear gummi ham on her...*

hbSharpshot: 'N there's the Boss' brother.

Vector Prime: *kindly and soothing* Hello, Carina.

lvCarina: ... *can tell you aren't as you appear, Vector Prime. She can both see and feel your power, aspect of Order, and the fact that you're actually not a living spark. She can also hear that faint echo of song that seems sort of familiar*

Vector Prime: *sees the understanding in her eyes and nods* Save that she still lives, Optimus is as I am.

Sekani: *om nom nom nom. Om nom nom nom* *what show? There's noms to process!*

lvCarina: *now she's understanding why the blue woman is calm*

hbStunner: *quiet little commentary to her noms as she glances occasionally at the ring*

Vector Prime: *turns his head as the crowd once more roars*

Kimchee: Safesnow, dumbdumb?

hbSharpshot: The kids still have fuel, Kimchee.

lvCarina: *looks to the pit*

Vector Prime: *leans forward to look at hbSharpshot* Is she not wearing the suit that Perceptor fashioned for her?

hbSharpshot: She is, but she likes to hide. *and hbSharpshot likes to protect*

Vector Prime: *rumble of a chuckle* I think that she would like to see Optimus deal with that dragon.

Kimchee: SafesNOW?

hbSharpshot: Come out, Kimchee.

Kimchee: *knocks on the cover of the pocket, as she always does. And then that funny little scrap metal face is peeking out toward the sound of that rush of dark fire* *unprintable!*

Sekani: *six noms in his mouth at once by way of comment on that fire*

hbStunner: *ditto that!*

hbSharpshot: *unprintable!*

lvCarina: *on her feet before she can stop herself*

hbOptimus: *becomes visible again as the fire dies away. And so does the nimbus of blue flame that surrounds her* *quietly, but clearly in the startled silence after the blast of chaotic flame* My turn.

lvCarina: *boggling now*

Vector Prime: Ah. Here we are. *sits back to watch*

hbSharpshot: That thing's rat *poop*. *smirk*

hbOptimus: *crosses her swords in front of her face and watches her opponent circle through the screen of her flame* By the power invested in me as Guardian of Time and space, I hereby pronounce you, Phil Pratt, banished forever to the Endless Empty.

Mountain: *bellow of rage at the sound of that name*

hbOptimus: *somersaults forward as her flames explode around her. There is a quick slash of her swords that seems to cut an X into the air...

Mountain: *screams as he's sucked through the portal and vanishes. The sound is cut off as the portal snaps shut*

Denpup: *in the stunned silence after* Now if only she could do that to my younger brother.

crowd: *roar drowns out the announcer and everything else!*

lvCarina: *startles at the roar of the crowd*

Vector Prime: *gentle hand on her shoulder. Very clearly despite the roar* -Shall we go below and meet her?-

lvCarina: *startles at that, too, but then nods as she regains her composure*

Vector Prime: Sharpshot, if you will?

hbSharpshot: *getting to her feet* Let's go, then. *free hand on Carina's shoulder*

hbStunner: *has Mama's PINpoint! Will push the green button when Mama nods to her*

hbOptimus: *looks around when they appear from where she's standing and holding a red mech with white trim* Hello, Carina.

lvCarina: ...Er...

hbPerceptor: *quietly fussing over hbOptimus and fretting softly*

hbOptimus: *gentle forehead touch for her husband, then sets him down with a murmur about how Kimchee's coming to see him*

Kimchee: *scuttling over on hands and feets, her wings flared out*

hbPerceptor: *will crouch down to pick Kimchee up and fuss over her*

hbStunner: *chirps to Aunty*

hbOptmus: Hello, Stunner. *smiles at the baby girl*

Sekani: *would like down now, new friend*

lvCarina: *blinks and sets Sekani down*

hbSharpshot: She was gonna leave before your match.

hbOptimus: *nods, but keeps her attention on the young lilac girl as she holds out a hand* It's nice to finally meet you.

lvCarina: ... *hesitantly reaches out with her hand*

hbOptimus: *gentle squeeze of greeting* Do you mind coming over here to talk? *glances at the screen, which shows a baytech Lumen and Sunstreaker facing off*

lvCarina: ... *quietly* I don't mind... *thinks Diehard and Cragbuster will understand*

hbOptimus: *leads lvCarina over to the quiet corner behind a pile of medical supplies, then turns to face her before sitting down so as to not tower over the younger woman*

lvCarina: *quietly* How do you know about me?

hbOptimus: Vector showed me the day when Cybertron died, and two ships carrying sparklets tried to escape the gravity in time to make it to safety.

lvCarina: ... *circulates slowly. She only knows the story because the ship told her*

hbOptimus: He's been trying to find a way to your ship since you were sucked out of time.

lvCarina: ... We... *hand to forehead* That... That explains so much.

hbOptimus: *gently* The ship's somewhere in the centre of a constant chaos storm. *studies lvCarina* You aren't corrupted. I'm glad.

lvCarina: *quietly* He protects us...

hbOptimus: He?

lvCarina: Our home... He was a city once...

hbOptimus: *brow furrows slightly* Metroplex?

lvCarina: *headshake* Trypticon.

hbOptimus: *startled* No wonder we couldn't find you. We didn't think to look for a Decepticon signature.

lvCarina: He's been protecting us for as long as we can remember.

hbOptimus: *quietly* But he's dying, isn't he?

lvCarina: *gaze drops to the ground* We don't have the materials to repair him. *and this clearly bothers the youngster*

hbOptimus: We can reach you now. And eventually bring you home.

lvCarina: ... *looks up* Home? *confused*

hbOptimus: Back to the reality where you were created. *gently* There's a job for you there.

lvCarina: ... *small nod*

hbOptimus: *holds up a hand and shows lvCarina an image of tyraborg swarming against a forcefield*

lvCarina: *frowwwwwn* Those are chaotic minors. Even Cragbuster can mow through them without trouble.

hbOptimus: That border needs someone to defend it from them.

lvCarina: *another small nod* I'll let Diehard know.

hbOptimus: Whether you choose to take the job or not is your own choice. You will be rescued either way.

lvCarina: *quiet for a few moments as she thinks on this* What will become of Trypticon?

hbOptimus: *gently* He's earned his rest.

lvCarina: ... *ducks her head, circulates for a few moments, then gives a small nod of understanding*

hbOptimus: *looks up as the floor thuds softly without shaking* Quasar. I haven't told her about you yet.

lvCarina: *startles and looks up*

lvQuasar: *voice is a deep rumble* I had a feeling I would be needed here, soon...

hbOptimus: *understands* You don't remember talking with me.

lvQuasar: *apologetic expression as he shakes his head* Sorry...

hbOptimus: *gentle smile* Carina, this is Quasar. He's a deep space vessel of Quadriate coding.

lvCarina: ... Quadriate? *that means nothing to her*

lvQuasar: Homeworld for bots like me. Lots of big bots, multichangers, gestalts... and some of 'em are all of those things. Planets aren't really my thing though. I like space.

lvCarina: ... *much frown, moves to walk around Quasar, visually measuring him*

hbOptimus: *sees the measuring look* He's a type of combiner known as a headmaster.

lvCarina: ... So there's more to him? *trying to understand*

lvQuasar: The rest of me told me not to come back until I figured out why we were having the feeling of needing to come to the tournament.

hbOptimus: *gently* It's because I asked you to meet me here a little later today.

lvQuasar: Oh. Well, I'm here now. *grin*

hbOptimus: *slight grin* Yes, you are. Why don't you go to the pocket reality? I'll bring the others soon.

lvQuasar: Alright. We'll wait for you there.

lvCarina: ...Pocket reality?

hbOptimus: *turns back from watching lvQuasar walk away* Something like this place, except it's not a nexus between realities. It's just an empty pocket of normal space.

lvCarina: ...Huh. *thinking about this now*

hbOptimus: You'll be able to adapt to the normal laws of nature there.

lvCarina: *slight frown* How will my team get there?

hbOptimus: I'll bring you.

lvCarina: *small nod* Then we should go get them.

hbOptimus: *gently, as she points to something that just appeared in the lilac girl's hand* You won't be able to do that in the real world.

lvCarina: *blinks and looks down. Soft snort as she realizes she called her favorite piece of worn metal to her hand again*

hbOptimus: Did you create that?

lvCarina: No. It came off of one of Trypticon's wall panels...

hbOptimus: You might want to let me hold onto it for you. *holds out a hand*

lvCarina: *small nod, will offer the piece of metal*

hbOptimus: *takes it and stows it carefully, then takes down her swords and divides them*

lbWakeJumper: Oh, *beep*, she's going to do it again. *scrams and takes his patient with him*

bvIronhide: *laughing around an armful of babies*

bvRatchet: Do what again?

lbIronhide: *rumbling laughter*

lbMira: *yap yap yap!*

lbRatchet: *as a crisscross cut in the air of the twin swords causes glowing lines that expand into a portal* That.

Nomad: *throws a rock through*

bvNova: *baps him*

bvRatchet: *unprintable shock*

lvCarina: *interested perk*

lbIronhide: *roaring laughter now. And saying ow*

hbOptmus: Go ahead, Carina.

lvCarina: *small nod. Will move to step through the portal, pausing only momentarily to look back at the two Ironhides. Then she's continuing through*

lvDiehard: *shocked look from where he'd been standing and looking through the viewport at the storm outside, but then stands straight as he sees the tall notquitestranger who follows Carina through that portal*

lvCarina: -She is a friend, Diehard.- *looking around* -This is the bridge.-

lvDiehard: *looking at the newcomer, and reading her even more easily than he can read his own wife*

hbOptimus: *looking back frankly as she communes with this youngster who shines so brightly despite his surroundings*

lvCarina: *going to see if she can't track down Cragbuster, Mauler, and the others*


Once everyone's in the pocket reality


lvCragbuster: *distracted as he watches the slender black creature that is now resting around Diehard's shoulders, and the tiny furry one that's sitting on the stranger named Quasar. But he's still tenaciously holding to his point in the debate*

lvCarina: *still thinks you're wrong, 'Buster. And she'll argue her point in the debate, too*

lvDiehard: *studying his hands as he communes with Optimus, then lifts his eyes to meet hers* -Cragbuster, Carina, you're giving us a headache.-

lvCragbuster: *snorts and goes silent*

lvCarina: *abashed, ducks her head*

lvMauler: Testing. Testing. :D Wow. Noise I made!

lvCarina: *very soft snort*

lvDiehard: *startled mental chuckle that makes the young dragon on his shoulders lift her head and touch her muzzle to his cheek*

lvRattletrap: Big whoop, I kin make noise too. *pause* *hand to throat as he squinches one eye shut*

lvCarina: *quietly* I'd rather hear Mauler make noise than you, Rattletrap. *yup. She's starting that fight again*

lvRattletrap: *just gives her an uncharacteristically sober look and rubs his throat*

hbOptimus: *glances over and offers lvCarina the piece of metal*

lvCarina: *reaches for the metal, will turn it over in her hand several times*

hbOptimus: *as hopeful expressions appear on several of the young faces around her she starts pulling out the other possessions that she'd been given for safe taking out of the chaos storm*

lvMauler: *grins at his old doll and then tucks it away in his pocket*

lvRattletrap: *looks at his shinies and then gives half to his pink and green cousin*

lvSilverswift: *will hug her cousin. Isn't quite sure she likes how quiet things are right now*

lvRattletrap: *soothing touch for cousin's shoulder* -S'gonna be okay. Bossbot's calm.-

lvSilverswift: -It's too quiet.-

lvRattletrap: *looks around, and then cocks his head*

lvQuasar: *looks over, and then asks his other parts for music*

lvRattletrap: *nearly jumps out of his plating and squeals mentally with terror. But then he realizes what the new sound is and a grin splits his pinched little face*

lvMauler: *boogies to the music outside his head!*

lvDiehard: *quizzical look around the bridge*

lvSilverswift: *quiet little giggle, then she's going 0_0 as she realizes the sound came from outside her head*

lvCarina: *soft 'heh'* Yes, Silverswift, that was you.

lvCragbuster: *has actually forgotten to argue as he blinks and fiddles with his audio receivers*

lvQuasar: *soft rumble of a chuckle*

hbOptimus: *quietly* It's coming from Quasar's speakers. We call it music.

lvCragbuster: *poke poke, tinker, fiddle!*

lvCarina: Some music isn't this nice.

lvDiehard: That's someone's voice?

hbOptimus: *listens* Yes. His name is Ax.

lvRattletrap: *grin widens* I like it.

lvSilverswift: *snuggles against lvRattletrap and just listens to the music*

hbOptimus: *winces slightly as a joyful and tuneful roar follows Ax's song* And that's Dreadnought.

lvCarina: 0_0 *startled squeak at the roar*

lvDiehard: *turns his head toward a quiet corner of the bridge, where a dark bot is looking up from where he'd been studying monitors* Do you hear this, Dreadnought?

lvDreadnought: He's bigger than me.

lvCarina: ... *small frown as she listens closer*

hbOptimus: Yes. He's around fifty (units) tall. Is that too loud?

lvDiehard: *looks at his people to answer*

lvRattletrap: *looks to his cousin before he replies*

lvSilverswift: *peeks up at cousin*

lvCragbuster: *mutter* -Fascinating...-

lvDreadnought: *listening with his head cocked, face in its usual serious expression*

lvCarina: -Silverswift doesn't seem bothered by it.-

lvDreadnought: *softly* -Look at Mauler.-

lvCarina: *looks*

lvMauler: *busta mooove!*

lvCarina: *soft chuckle*

hbOptimus: *softly, as that song ends* Why don't you all choose quarters?

lvDiehard: *nods* -It's safe, kids. Go ahead.-

lvRattletrap: *blinks, and then tugs on his cousin's hand, his head turning toward the door*

lvSilverswift: *will go wherever her cousin goes*

lvCarina: *moves to lean on her husband*

lvDreadnought: *is frowning as he obediently leaves the bridge. Slugs lvCragbuster in the side in passing*

lvCragbuster: *shares his jolt of surprise and then looks around* -What? What?-

lvCarina: *very soft snort*

lvCragbuster: *turns his attention to her* -Am I missing a joke again?-

lvCarina: -No. Go pick your quarters, Cragbuster.-

lvCragbuster: -Oh.- *looks toward the door. Glances at lvDiehard, nods to hbOptimus, and then limps away*

lvMauler: *emotional hug. And then he's suddenly holding a hand-held music player as he wanders off the bridge*

lvCarina: ... *raised brow ridge*

lvDiehard: *steps forward with surprise*

hbOptimus: *softly* I thought so.

lvCarina: *softly* What?

lvDiehard: *gives hbOptimus that quizzical and attentive look accompanied by a soft feeling of question*

hbOptimus: *gently* Mauler won't be going with you back to your reality.

lvCarina: ... *small frown, concerned for the cheery mech's well-being*

lvQuasar: Is he going somewhere else?

lvDiehard: *finds his voice again* Why not, sir?

hbOptimus: *softly* He's an Exile.

lvQuasar: Oh. *small nod*

lvCarina: *puzzled and still concerned*

lvDiehard: *looks at her to see if she knows what hbOptimus means*

lvCarina: -I have heard that term before, but I don't understand what it means.-

hbOptimus: *so gentle is her voice and manner as she explains what she means about Mauler*

lvDiehard: ...How can he be here now if he's dead? None of the other ghosts came with us.

lvQuasar: This isn't our home reality.

hbOptimus: *still gentle* He only died in one reality. He's needed somewhere else.

lvDiehard: *looks down, feeling as though he failed*

lvCarina: *hugs lvDiehard*

hbOptimus: *comforting hand on lvDiehard's shoulder* You haven't failed. You've persevered and prospered above and beyond what most people could have done. *more quietly* I'm proud to think that you carry my coding.

lvDiehard: *shutters his optics and intakes deeply, feeling reassured. And comforted by the thought that he still has a parent, even though Trypticon is gone*

lvCarina: *softly thinks that they've still got part of Trypticon to remember him by*

lvDiehard: *is glad for that. Looks up again as hbOptimus squeezes his shoulder, asking a wordless and soundless question*

hbOptimus: *softly* Find your quarters and get some rest. I'll come back next cycle.

lvDiehard: *nods* Yes, sir. *looks at his wife*

lvCarina: *small nod*

hbOptimus: *watches the young couple leave the bridge, then looks up at Quasar and his medic*

lvQuasar: Jared and I'll make sure everyone's settled in.

Jared: *chestnut-coloured alphyn nods his head without pausing in his combing of his tail* I've set the monitors so I can keep an eye on their health.

hbOptimus: Good. *smiles* Thank you for doing this.

Jared: Oh what? We're supposed to turn up our noses at homeless people in need of help? *snorts and looks back at his tail*

lvQuasar: *more rumbly chuckle*

hbOptimus: *chuckles too, and then goes back to the rat pits to watch the next matches and keep Mira from getting thrown out of the stadium for rowdiness*

((Written with random_xtras))