The Intergalactic Highway

Glowstick glances up from his game watching the females dance on the table again, with the others quelled of their primal instincts he found an opportunity. Pausing the game, another pair of arms came from his back holding a camera as he took a few shots of the dancing kitties.

He chuckles to himself a bit amused, he then turns taking a shot of phoenix and the bartender for the heck of it.

Bassbash looked neutrally at the two femmes who were dancing together on the counter. She took a long draft of some high grade, her hand resting on the counter. "Predacons produce more noise than I," she remarked, tipping her head at Starshadow and Starshade.

"Agreed, this place is more of rave joint," her compainion said. His single optic visor gleamed with amusement. "Not to say I do not enjoy the transformation. Teehee."

Starshadow saw a flash from a glowing squid. Shocked that he was holding a camera, she thought of a plan, a very good plan. She took out her long whip and make it into a lasso and caught Glowstick in it. She jumped off the table while pulling and dragging him on the floor to the counter.
"Taking pictures of me and my sisters dancing eh? Hand over the camera or I'm gonna auction you off to the ugly rich ladies in this room OR you can stay with me and my whip in my favourite room of nightmare." she whispered to the firefly squid.
"Hurry up because I need to company with my sister!!"

Saber got off the table and went over to her bondmate who was now over charged on energon.
"Yeah i think we better go before you start throwing up on people."
"I'm not drunk, i'm fine." Rampage said his optics a little fuzzy.
"Yeah right. C'mon lets go. Hey Starshadow i think i'm gonna call it a night, i'll see you tomorrow after his hang over is gone." Saber said then had Rampage lean on her as she made her way toward the door.

Glowstick looks at the crudely fashioned lasso while chuckling to himself, his lower limbs putting his portable game system away. You call this much of a.. threat? How cute.. he said rather unnerved, his robot arm shifts slightly as the photophore on it moves much like an eyeball aiming at the laser at the whip and firing off a sudden narrow burst cutting through the whip.

Getting up he then suddenly jumps up discharging some ink into a cloud as a distraction while laughing It's been fun, I'll make sure to put these to good use. Bwaahahaha! as the cloud of ink clears Glowstick appears to be missing, a ceiling tile revealed to have been moved.

"I had better get a copy!" the purple mech, Terraxis, called after Glowstick.

Bassbash looked up at the ceiling with interest, her vision going infared. Silly Beast Warriors had organic generated heat peeling off them. She gulped down her energon, her glossa licking her lip plates. "Shufflatron, eject." A two-hatched compartment on Bassbash's back opened and a mp3 player spun through the air, transforming into a short mini-con. "Operation: find and retrieve."

"You are helping those cats?!" Terraxis gestured at Starshadow and her sister. He looked at Bassbash like she was crazy, "And you call me the insane one. TeeheehaHAHAHAha."

Starshadow was really pissed off with Glowstick.
"Take over the dance Starshade. I'll come back with a squid sushi." she jumped up to the celling and hunt down Glowstick for good.

"COME BACK HERE!! I GOT EXTRA WHIPS I TELL YOU!!" her echo sounded through the celling.

Glowstick's optic ridges slid in an annoyed look, as he gazed at Starshadow, hanging from the ceiling he was going to just sneak away into a ventilation duct.

Moving behind some vents, his body was emitting no light, and the fleshiness of his form prevented much of the noise common to machines. He had no desire to slag another predacon, but if cornered he'd rather go guns blazing.

Grabbing onto a vent cover and ripping it off, he transformed sliding inside.

Starshadow's communicator then broadcasts Sorry kitty, but I don't have time for your S&M games and whips don't do a thing for me. Heehahaha! his voice then cuts out as a blisteringly loud techno song squelches on her speakers.

"You can run but you can't hide. I can see (felines can see in the dark mind you ) and smell you even in low concentration...By the way, where did you get these songs? They're cool." she jumped inside to the vents while sniffing the air.
"Where are you Glowstick? You can't stay out of the water for too long. Just hand over the camera film...Or did you took those pictures because I'm hot?" she crawled in the vents with difficulty.

Glowstick nearly sighed as she followed, as she came into view he fired his clubbed tentacles down grabbing onto her and pulling her up through the narrowed vent, his squid arms wrapping around her arms prohibiting her movements even further.

Perhaps you are, so why don't I reward your persistent efforts with a kiss? he then extents his beak nipping into her shoulder releasing a Cephalopod like cybervenom

The pain of the cybervenom was painful to the demon panther. She winced in pain.
"Can you do it without the cybervenom? It hurts!!" she pushed her head up and lick at the side of his face.
"I'm starting to like you than hating you..." she layed down on her back helplessly.

A large anime style sweatdrop formed on the side of the squid's mantle, he then sighs Well so much for leaving her in here.. He then squeezes along her body, his arms moving to the sides of the vents as he carries her back to the entrance made.


Moments later in the lounge Starshadow is seen lowered from the hole in the ceiling by two tentacles onto a bar top, the tentacles then retract into the darkness as Glowstick sneaks away.

Moonshine poked her head in, wondering what all the commotion had been about.

"What the..?"

A bloody chicken lay lifeless on the floor, a squid disappearing into the shadows, and a wounded Starshadow came into view. Moonshine pondered whether she wanted to get involved or not, but her training as a medic got the better of her as she stepped into view.

"Must have been one **** of a party.. o_0" Her focus turned to Starshadow. "Are you alright?"

Sonar looked around the tavern and found a dark area in the tavern and sat down, this wasn't his kind of place to relax. But he wanted to relax for a while, he narrowed his eyes when he spotted Starshadow.
What is some thing so young and innocence doing in a place like this? He wondered but then shrugged and took a drink of his baverage.

Bassbash's visor flashed once, in synchronization with Shufflatron's. The Mini-con looked up at the vent where Glowstick vanished. She raised her arms, aiming at the vent and Skull Candy headphones shot from guantlets, the suction cup-like construction of the headphones sticking on the inside of the vent. The wires began to reel in, pulling Shufflatron up.

Soon the mini-con was in the vents, calling softly, "Glowstick? Oh, Glowstick?" Shufflatron unsheathed a small concussion blaster, charging it.

Bassbash's lips curved into a small smile, but the expression faded. "Beatbot, eject," she commanded, and a Ipod sprang from Bassbash's back, flipping into another mini-con. "Operation: reconnaissance."

"How come ya let Shuffle go get the stupid organic thingy?" Beatbot complained, sticking her head forward and letting her arms hang.

Bassbash's visor flashed, silently communicating on a closed link that existed solely between Bassbash and her mini-cons. Do not dispute. Go.

Blah, blah. I think you like Shuffle better than me sometimes, Beatbot replied through the link, hanging her head in a pitiful manner.

Level of preferation is equal, Bassbash answered a bit severely, sliding off her stool to lift Beatbot's chine with one pointed digit.

Fine... Beatbot looked slightly molified, and began to patrol around the room, placing small devices around the room from a compartment on her stomach.