shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

[Demmel raises his eyebrows at Lacuna.]

hmmmm.... :/ :/ :/ im almost done here?? so...

[He sighs and casts a look in Feather's direction. The ships' glows dims...]

[...only to pick right back up again. Time to finish breaking Feather's ship. She's gonna embarrass herself, and he's not gonna stop her. He steps back.]

ok i didnt break em the same way

 

... Yeah I'll just go.
Have fun, I'm not needed here evidently.

 

*still dribbling with one hand, the clown pulls out a chunk of plutonium*

i learned this one from charles barkley

 

[Eyeefeather shots the Basketball out of reflexive because what the frag. Just what the frag.]

 

Sir--! [He pulls his wings back in, but at least he's moving again; he takes a half-step after Nichrome before remembering himself, and doesn't bother going back to the more formal posture.] That won't be necessary, really, I can go, I-- think I can go, anyway, and even if I can't a Captain shouldn't have to leave just because some subordinate thew a proto hissyfit, really-- you don't have to--

 

... Hey want to tell me what happened? If there is problems within the crew it's part of my duties to help sort them out of needed.

 

im afraid you have made one grave miscalculation

clowns are known to cheat

and i, for one, am known to double dribble

*the clown produces a second basketball*

 

Witness me!

 

[This clearly calls for drastic measures. Eyefeather lines up a headshot]
Last Warning~
I'll be right over, sweetness, by the way, but I'd rather quickly finish this before we have our little contest!

 

No, this is impressive to watch.
I was right, you'd completely outclass me as a fighter. I mean, presumably you've been doing that for more than 240 years, so more years than I've been alive, but credit where it's due.

 

[Oh gosh! Her wings flutter a little at the praise, which makes actually shoting a little hard. After a deep vent cycle she manages to still her hands and shot @The Clown in his stupid neon colored head]
Thank you! I have always been interested in firearms! Turns out trick shots at the range aren't too far off from actually doing stuff with them!
Although I also love theatrical hand to hand and fencing! The elegance and refinement...!

 

*the laser is too large for such a tiny clown, and engulfs both the clown...and the highly volatile mid-chaos dunk basketball*

*the resulting explosion occurring in the sky would be large enough to span the entire state of new york*

*clown horns and banana peels rain from the sky, each individual horn honking as it strikes the ground*

 

Right, there's not a lot of fighting on Caminus, right?
And resources are scarce, like they used to be on Devisiun.

 

...doesn't matter. 'S's just a bad dream anyway, won't be a problem in a bit. [The fact that she would even offer is... surprising, but his wings ease down and stop trembling. "I tried to punch a bird to distract her from harassing some organics" is not exactly something he wants to tell a Decepticon, though, even one theoretically heading a diplomatic mission.]

...thanks, Cap.

 

[She subspaces the rifle and wills the rain of debris to fall... not on her. A lowly banana peel wouldn't dare.]
Oh yes it's quite the difficult situation! But no, most conflict, at least in my sorority was handled in little contests! Dancing, tightropes, speedpainting... One of them once proposed aerial stunts even! Can you imagine, challenging a bird about aerial stunts.
[she gives an arrogant little giggle.]
So! I assume you still want to get your challenge met, yes? Where's my starting position?

 

If it bothers you, it bothers you, but I won't make you tell me. But especially interdepartment conflict falls under my responsibility to sort out. Well... Mine and Life Support's and Swiftwing's, but I'm here right now.
[She smiles a little at the thanks]
Don't worry about it yeah? If I made all of you sort out your own conflicts I'd have nothing left to do but paperwork.

 

Hey, paperwork has its charms! [He grins, a crooked little thing but it's backed up by his wings perking up.] Everything's settled already, sir. Wasn't it you who said earlier you knew better than to get in the middle of flier fights anyway?

 

I know better than doing it just for the hell of it but if I have to, I will. I know better than a lot of things I ended up having to do anyway because there was no better option.
[she laughs]

 

There are plenty of better options than... [He pauses, rethinks, shakes his head.] ...anyway. It's... I appreciate the offer, Captain, really, even if it's not necessary right now.