Best energon this side of Polyhex!

[Razorclaw]

*Suddenly,somebody tries to establish communication with Megatron through his radio*

"Grrr,Abominus arrrgg call Megatron.Megatron hear?"

[Commander Megatron]

"Megatron here Abominus, speak! Are you close by?"

[Time Traveller]

*TT sets down outside the bar* I hope Arcee and that bunch are doing alright... I've tarried too long here to help them now. Maybe the earth reinforcements had better luck.
*he smacks the swinging bar doors open, striding in with a mantle of anger about his shoulders. he passes the 'Con table. not stopping, he grumbles*
Megatron... back of the bar... we talk now. *He continues into his workshop behind the bar.*

[Time Traveller]

*TT strolls into the bar, feeling tired. Noting the lack of business, he grabs himself a tall cold energon and sits down at a table, leaning heavily upon it, almost nodding off from the power overdraw he'd used for all the events as of late.*

[Blackjack]

Inferno stumbles through the doors to the bar. He is slightly damaged, but his new Transmetal body is not in any way inoperative. He glances around the bar and sees that very few Autobots and Decepticons are there. Something must be going on. He glances around some more, looking for TT or his Commander, if anyone would know the happenings it would be them.

[Commander Megatron]

*Enters the bar*

"INFERNO!! Come join me at the leaders table."

*Dismisses the gethered gestalt commanders*

"Have you anything to report?"

[Blackjack]

((OOC. I'm posting here unless you actually do want to move this to The Leader's Table))

Inferno is surprised by the sudden arrival of his royalty. He salutes smartly and stands at attention while he reports.

"Your highness, it is an honor to serve you once more. I have very little to report. Only that I have failed in destroying the Autobot known as Arcee. I tracked her and several others to the planet Quintessa where they reunited with their comrades and left me to die among the Sharkticons. Also a Decepticon I do not know named Stalker attempted to stop me from completing my mission, claiming that you wanted me to return here. I am sorry if I have in any way displeased you by taking this mission without orders Mighty Megatron."

He salutes again and waits for his queen to speak.

[Commander Megatron]

( ooc come to the leaders table)

[Deszaras]

After completing some of his personal agenda Stalker is low on energon so he walks calmy into the bar. Ordering some high energon drinks he downs them swiftly and leaves.

[Time Traveller]

*TT sits in the bar hunched over his drink. His comlink sputters to life, tightbeam transimssion on his private freq with Autobot City. TT switches the call to internal so only he hears*

...Oh no. *his head slumps even further* Primus, why?

Oh, you know...

ARGH, SHUT UP!!! *he screams, standing up and grabbing his rifle. A couple other bots in the bar look up at his sudden outburst at no one*

WHAT??? *they look back to their drinks, startled*

FINE, DRINK. *he yells, his faceplates compressing into a twisted expression of rage* I'm DONE with you AUTOBOTS and your PROBLEMS. I'm going to Autobot City to deal with MY problem and only MY problem. IF THE REST OF YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS ALIVE THAT'S YOUR OWN DAMN THING.
transform.
*TT transforms into Countach mode and burns rubber down the street, transforming to jet mode at the first straight stretch and blasting off for earth.*

[Blackjack]

Although Megatron had said he could go on the mission to deal with Deszaras, Inferno realized that there was something else he had on his mind. He had mentioned it to his commander before they had left and Megatron had agreed. As the Decepticon shuttle blasted off in search of the new Decepticon leader, Inferno made his way to the Energon Bar. Inside was still rather quiet and not that many bots were around. Tensions still seemed to be high after the recent events. Autobots and Decepticons seemed more leary of one another now than ever. Time Traveller was nowhere to be found in the main bar area, but Inferno hadn't thought he would be.

Indeed he found TT in the back. He was absently working with some sort of communication device as though he was trying to escape from the world for the moment.

"Excuse me, TT. Do you have a moment?" he asked, rather meekly compared to his usual demeanor.

[Time Traveller]

*TT sits at his workbench, hunched over the communicator* Come...
Ah, Inferno. *he sits up slowly and turns, the mantle of weariness resting upon him* What can I do for you, Inferno?
*TT waves Inferno to step in and have a sit, which he does*

[Blackjack]

Inferno sits at the bench with his "creator" and sighs. He isn't sure how to approach this topic, although he knows that someone has to speak to TT about this.

"I've noticed that due to some recent events you haven't quite been yourself," Inferno said solemnly.

He remembered seeing TT's face as he left the battlefield on Earth only a day earlier.

[Time Traveller]

*a flicker of some unhappy emotion crosses TT's faceplates*

Inferno... *he lets out a heavy sigh* you've seen it too. This war isn't just continuing. It's falling apart. It's warriors and legends... on both sides... are giving up, letting go of the dream. WE were the dream, Inferno... Mechanical beings able to change our bodies into vehicles, weapons, and machinery. The galaxy's last hope... and we as a race can't keep more than half a dozen of our kind in league and camaraderie for more than an hour. Sure, there have been two warring factions for kilovorns, but now even those factions crumble. Decepticon leadership has so detached itself from it's warriors, I'd hardly call them a fighting force. Autobot leaders have fallen away like paint from rust. Optimus is dead. Magnus is gone to Primus knows where and missing. Rodimus is not standing to the task at hand. The planet of Cybertron is falling apart, lacking any cohesion of its keepers.

*TT's anger and fury again melt away into despair and despondency*

[Blackjack]

Inferno thinks about the words being presented to him. He didn't care as much for the Autobots or the notion of peace which TT had often championed, but he had made a good point about the leadership of the factions. Megatron had seemed less stable lately and he had never really trusted Galvatron. In his own time he had followed a Megatron blindly, but this was not the same leader, only his predecessor.

"So what then can be done to save our kind?"

[Time Traveller]

*TT looks up at him, a twitch in his cheek. his face is filled with resolution. He reaches up to his chest, clasping his hand to his autobot symbol. His fingers flex, as he grasps for the edge of the symbol plate. Finally catching his fingers on it, he pulls it from his armor and it folds and crumples in his hand.*

OUR kind. Not yours, not mine, not theirs. We only need a leader... someone who can unite those who realize our first allegiance is truly to ourselves, to Cybertron, not to these stupid border disputes, not to this spilling of guts over an energon cube or two. That is not in need of loyalty. Loyalty is for our "colony"... our HOME... Cybertron.

[Blackjack]

Inferno was reluctant to agree with Time Traveller's words. He was still a Decepticon. Yet he was from another time and place, where Energon disputes didn't mean as much. Their quarrel with the Maximals had been one of survival. Here it was merely brutality and warfare without end. He enjoyed the fighting, the chance to prove himself, but not the senselessness of it all. There wasn't any honor in facing a weakened or helpless foe and there wasn't anything to be gained for the colony.

"I am not a leader," he spoke up, "but I will follow a worthy leader. This Megatron is not a worthy leader.

[Time Traveller]

We need to find a leader first. Someone else who realizes that this isn't about land anymore. This is about everything we have... Our home, our lives, our futures. *the sour look on his face turns to one of determination*
Inferno, come with me. Let us seek out those who will join us in making Cybertron a great, magnificent, and powerful again. *TT starts to walk out through the bar, as he does...*
"Think you're finally getting somewhere? I hope so."

Not now.
*TT hisses to thin air as he heads through the door to the bar. He gets outside and transforms to jet mode, opening his canopy for Inferno*
Are you ready for this?

[Blackjack]

Inferno walks out of the bar and boards TT. He is unsure what the events they have put into motion will bring, but he is willing to go through with it anyway.

"I am ready, let us save Cybertron," he says as they rocket off into the night sky.

[Galvatron]

The mighty Decepticons enter the bar and all hang up their weapons at the gun rack.

All head towards the Decepticon table and order some drinks.

It was a great mission.
We figured out who this Blue Falcon guy is and his little boobs as well.
Now we drink!