Chapter 1) Moves Like Jagger
Flames walked toward the Milky Way Bar and stared at the flashy lights coming from inside. She stepped in, rubbing one of her dark orange servos behind her head.
"The usual?" Diablo asked her.
"You got it," Flames sighed.
Diablo and her go way back, since they were, at least what organics would say, "teens." Diablo was a very attractive mech, his armour was very smooth, and his paint job fitted his laidback, loyal personality. He had a silver lining and whose main color was orange.
"So, how was it?" Diablo returned with her highgrade.
"The hunt? Okay, I guess….. it's better than the ones I've had in the past stellar cycles," Flames sighed.
"Not as good as it was with him was it?"
Flames dental plates slightly clenched together.
"Aw slag, I struck a nerve," Diablo thought to himself.
Flames shot him a glare; it wasn't the first time Diablo struck that certain nerve in her spark, but the way he brought him up pissed the frag out of her.
"For Primus sakes, why don't you just say his name?" Flames slightly yelled.
"Because I know you still love him! You put on a brave face, but deep inside, I know you regret leaving him as his bounty hunting partner, and every time I bring him up, you're always, Ms. I miss him so much! Ms. I shouldn't have left him!" Diablo shot back.
"Fair enough, but would it kill you to say his name?" Flames sighed.
Diablo sighed too; he couldn't keep hurting Flames by bringing him up, "Okay, but seriously, you really miss him don't you?
"Who's missing who?" a familiar voiced asked.
Diablo's eyes widened.
"What is it, D? Don't tell me it's those assholes that keep trying to rob you," Flames sipped her highgrade.
"Uh… what can I get you…. Sir?" Diablo was lost for words.
"Oh c'mon, D! I know it's been a long time, but you don't have to address me so formally, I'm feelin' hurt!" the same voice laughed.
"What the frag? Only two people have called Diablo 'D' in my whole entire function!... But no, it can't be!" Flames thought to herself.
Flames whirled around, and her optics widened. It, it was him; it was the mech she still loved, her old bounty hunting partner, the one she left because he never felt the same. It was him, it was…
Lockdown.
"My aren't you a cutie," Lockdown cupped Flames's cheek with his non-hooked hand.
"Don't touch me," Flames swatted his hand away.
"Hmm, feisty! D, who's this?" Lockdown motioned to Flames.
"Y- You don't recognize her?" Diablo was shocked.
"No, should I?"
"She's-"
"-No, it's okay if he doesn't remember me," Flames cut of Diablo.
Flames wasn't surprised Lockdown didn't remember her, she added and removed different mods to herself, last time he saw her, she was as skinny as a toothpick, and with only cyber-ninja armour that she'd found at the dump, but she kept the light armour under the layer of mods she added.
Flames drank her highgrade.
Lockdown gave Diablo a look, but he shrugged it off.
The club's DJ switched disk and played a familiar song they'd all heard, from an organic group called Maroon 5.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
Can take me away and make it OK
I swear I'll behave
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this
Flames picked up a beat and got on the floor, surprising Diablo, and catching Lockdown's attention.
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like jagger
I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
You with them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
Flames had her servos running on her neck and on her waist while she began swaying her hips, a few femmes joined in the dancing, but everyone in the bar had their attention on Flames.
But then a sudden transmission interrupted everything.