Goldstrike just doesn't learn... Anyway, this takes place basically right after chapter 2, which was right after chapter 1... yeah. Loki played herself, and Shadow was busy playing GS, Shadow, Wish, and Tiyem. ...Shadow needs new hobbies... And no, we don't own Transformers.
Looking behind her more than before, Goldstrike carefully walked through the halls of the ship, trying to get back to the guest quarters without any... further meetings with that dinofemme. Checking supplies was so boring, though. Why couldn't the ship's OWN supply officer take care of this, why did Tiyem's crew need to get involved? Oh, probably because she was ANOTHER dinobot... The bronze femme was so busy with her self-pity that she almost missed hearing the low moans and gasps coming from somewhere ahead.
Shadowsinger writhed a little against the wall, pinned there forty feet off the ground by Loki's hand. He should probably be worried, they were in the hall, anyone could walk by... the only reason that was a worry, really, was because of the visiting supply corp... Well, they could fragging well deal, he LIKED Loki pinning him, licking at him, and he certainly didn't care if anyone saw!
Grinning widely, Loki continued her touches, enjoying the low moans coming from her friend. She couldn't help but get him back! He was climbing around INSIDE, under her armor, teasing her!! Shadow had been practically begging to be molested…! Growling low in her throat, Loki dug her fingers in and pinched one of the more sensitive wires near his shoulders, humming from the groan it caused.
Goldstrike watched, frozen, as the one femme she didn't want to meet... Was she actually FORCING that mech? It had to be, there was no way someone would willingly interface with a dinobot, unusual as that particular dinofemme might be. Especially not someone so small, why, he couldn't even do anything to stop her, he was trapped! But she... really... didn't want to get the large femme angry at her again... A low growl made up her mind, and she stepped closer. "Stop that!"
Someone... was watching, ooh... wait, 'stop'? Stop... who the pit... Still squirming, Shadowsinger turned to look... "Goldstrike?" Abruptly, his arousal died, he liked being a show, sure, but apparently there were some people that even he wouldn't preform for.
Growling, Loki turned to whomever had interrupted her fun, ready to tell them to frag off, only to freeze. Oh great, it had to be HER! Loosening her grip on Shadowsinger, the dinobot frowned, glaring. Primus, why couldn't this femme just leave her alone...? Still holding him, she growled again, ready to defend them from any verbal attack that could be coming.
"And here I actually thought you were different," Goldstrike said, honest disgust and a trace of disappointment coloring her voice. "I guess the truth does come out..." She looked at the small mech... wait... she knew this one. It was that little dancer mech! "You... Heh, that desperate, are you, you'll even let a dinobot take you?" Her estimation of the situation was changing rapidly, and the little mech didn't look like he wanted help...
Slithering out of the loosened grasp, Shadowsinger used a couple of the short spines on Loki's arm for balance while he clambered over to her shoulder. Had she really just... accused Loki of forcing him? ...and accused HIM of allowing it for desperation's sake? If the accusation had been less dire, he would have laughed.
"'Eh? Watcha talkin' 'bout?!" The spinosaurus dinobot scowled when she realized that Goldstrike was thinking she was FORCING herself on Shadow! She'd NEVER do that… unless they were over-energized… but then that wouldn't even be forcing still… Shaking her head, she looked at her friend to see if he was okay, only to find Shadowsinger looking rather… half-surprised and half about to laugh his aft off.
"Oh, I almost forgot, I'm speaking to a dinobot..." Goldstrike fell on her habitual superior drawl. "I don't know WHAT your problem is... well no wonder you were so quick to defend him, he's probably the only one who lets you use him like this... And here in the hall where anyone could see... You've really let your power go to your tiny little CPU, haven't you?" Sneering, she just shook her head a little at the mech, who really didn't seem very embarrassed by the situation at all...
That got a little too close... because Shadowsinger knew that Loki was only really with Rainstrip and himself. Jumping off the dinobot, he had to roll a little on landing, good thing he had plenty of practice. "How dare you insult Loki like that?" he growled, actually lining up his sonic cannon. He was only going for intimidation or he would have shot, already pissed at Goldstrike for what Follower had told him, and then what Loki had mentioned before he slipped inside her.
"Shadow, no…" Stepping up, Loki picked up her friend to keep him from shooting the idiot femme. Anger twisted through her but she held it back, focusing on keeping from tearing into Goldstrike for the second time in one day. "Jus' relax bro, A'll rub ya' down an' we'll get some high-grade… o' something'." It was all she could to keep her cool with the disgusted look on the femme's face and all the crap she was saying.
Goldstrike stiffened when she saw the mech preparing to attack, he would attack, too, she knew that. She couldn't help but feel relieved when Loki picked him back up, clearly trying to relax him... "Brother? Hah, he was trying to say he was some high-class creation... Knew he was lying when he wouldn't say who his Creator was, and if he's just your brother..."
It wasn't even the accusation of lying that sent Shadowsinger leaping off of Loki to land on Goldstrike. It was his already simmering anger, her continuous and insulting disdain for his claimed sister. With every bit of the cold rage that he could show on the battlefield, the pale mech cut, going for painful but non-crippling and non-lethal blows. After all, what was the point of a lesson if the student died? "You call me a liar, insult my claimed sister, is there NOTHING you will not stoop too?"
"Shadow! Shadowsinger!! SLAGGIT STOP!!" Loki growled, grabbing the mech's arms and pulling him away from Goldstrike's beaten form. "Stop it now, bro." The dinobot wrapped one of her arms around her friends waist and held on while the other stroked him calmingly. "Shadow, calm down now, A' know ya' mad, an' A' am too, but ya' know A'm used ta' idiots like her… it's okay… ya' don' gotta lower 'urself ta' her level o' even teach 'er a lesson…" Loki spoke soothingly, touching her friend to calm him, and her own self, down, her anger still bubbling over as well, but as much as the words stung… the dinobot truly was used to them.
Laying on the floor and slowly leaking, Goldstrike mutely watched the dinobot holding the enraged mech. She couldn't think, pain and shock stilling her processor as she watched Loki calm Shadowsinger with surprising tenderness for a dinobot, especially considering how rough she had been when the bronze femme had found them.
Vents cycling madly, Shadowsinger let Loki calm him. "Y'shouldn't HAVE t'be 'used' t'em... It's idiots like her who STARTED this war... bah, I told 'er that before and she wouldn't listen then..." Lower himself... Loki had a point, and surely she was as angry as he was... "Cut some data lines. Unknown if she can walk. Repairs easy. Pain, intense." Calm down... don't let her get to him, he shouldn't have let Goldstrike get to him again.
Arms loosely wrapped around the small mech, Loki could tell her friend was still upset. "Come on now bro, it's okay, it's okay, le's get 'er ta' Wish' an' then get ya' some'in ta' calm ya' down. A'll talk ta' 'Bit 'bout it an' it'll be okay…" Looking into Shadow's optics, the dinobot rubbed his shoulders in circles. "It'll be okay, A' promise, 'k? A' know what'll make ya' feel betta'! A'll get anotha' set o' Screamer's wings fo' ya', even if they come after ma fin 'gain!" Primus, Loki hoped the offer would relax Shadow more… and that when she DID get the wings, Starscream WOULDN'T attack again… She knelt and picked up the femme carefully after setting Shadow on her shoulder, letting him calm down there and giving him full access if he wanted to climb inside… which, knowing him, he would want to do.
Goldstrike whimpered again as Loki reached for her, smothering a short cry when the dinobot actually picked her up. Not that the dino was rough, far from it, she was far more gentle than Goldstrike would have been in her place. Of course, this meant she was going to see their medic again... that fate was almost as bad as being left leaking on the flo... well, no, it wasn't. But frag it all, she HAD to stop getting attacked like this... That mech had seriously hurt her!
"'E better NOT go after y'fin again... I can help ya get the wings?" Shadowsinger allowed his annoyance at Goldstrike fade under his loathing for Starscream. He glared a little at the bronze femme as Loki picked her up, and then decided he didn't really want to put up with her, at least not yet, and well, Loki was giving him access... "Yeah... It'll be 'kay," the mech murmured before slipping in to the warmth and safety Loki was offering, ignoring Goldstrike's squeak of disbelief.
"Aye bro, ya' can come too," the dinobot said, absently shifting the battered femme in her arms to a more comfortable position. "Don' feel ta' bad, I fragged her up too before, 'member?" Maybe that would help relax her friend, and it wasn't really Shadow's fault Goldstrike couldn't keep her mouth shut… "Comfy?" Loki asked, partially as a statement, feeling him crouch under armor.
The reminder of the last time she had been in this position got another whimper from Goldstrike. This time it was worse, she didn't look as bad, but those cuts had been calculated to cause pain... she understood now why the mech had ran last time. Speaking of which... Sweet Primus, he'd gone under the dinofemme's armor.
Wishmaster looked up as the door to medbay opened. Taking in Loki's cargo, the medic cycled air in annoyance. "Her again? What happened this time?" he snapped, looking at Loki critically and pointing to a berth.
Shadowsinger poked his head out of Loki's shoulder, looked at Wishmaster with a grimace, and then climbed fully out of the dinobot's armor. He would face the medic on his own. ...mostly. From Loki's shoulder. "I, kinda... was teasin' Loki, and she decided t'... heh, pay me back. Goldstrike kinda... found us, jumped t'some conclusions... insulted us... um, and I kinda attacked..."
Wincing, the spinosaurus tried to avoid Wishmaster's optics, knowing full well that she was going to be slagged as well as Shadowsinger for the situation… "A' had ta' pull him off an' calm him down…" with another wince, she sat the femme down on the pointed to berth and finally looked at the very angry medic in front of her.
"WHAT, in the name of all that is holy, is WRONG with you? You," he pointed at Loki just so that everyone knew exactly who he was addressing right now, "Can't you keep your hands OFF your lover long enough get to a room? No, don't answer that I don't want to know! And when you KNEW we had other people on board!" Turning away from Loki, Wishmaster glared at the, admittedly contrite, bronze femme, whipping a wrench at her before using his voice to chastise her. "And you, this is, what, the second time that you've got yourself slagged with your stupid assumptions just today! If your big mouth gets you in my med bay one more time, I am gonna MUTE you, do you understand me?" At Goldstrike's nervous nod, Wishmaster turned on the last of the three, throwing a smaller tool with dead-on accuracy. "I do not care what your excuse is. I thought you were better than this! Protecting Loki's reputation is all well and good, but this is not acceptable. Out! Loki knows who her CO is, she can take you to explain to him why one of his subordinates is in my medbay AGAIN. Out, now!" With two final missiles, one each for Loki and Shadowsinger, the medic turned to Goldstrike again, this time to heal instead of chastise.
Dazedly hanging onto a spine, Shadowsinger tried not to worry about how close he'd come to falling off... There was a REASON he tried to stay on Wishmaster's good side, and it wasn't just because it was slagging stupid to torque off a medic, after all. "Ah' neva'... ooh, right, Tiyem... Where's 'e?" He liked spines... such nice handholds...
"Tiyem should be in th' visitors office…" Loki reached up to hold a hand out in case Shadow lost his footing and grip, wincing at Wishmaster's temper. She led the way to the mentioned office, wondering just what Tiyem would say to them about this. Of course it couldn't be good, not like her last meeting with the mech… "Ya' gonna be okay, bro? A' could do this 'lone if ya' wanted…" she said, looking at Shadowsinger questioningly.
Looking at the stacks of datepads, Tiyem sighed as he realized he was missing a report. No surprise there, Goldstrike usually needed a few 'reminders' to get her reports in, if she was even out of the medbay yet...
"No, sis, I be good..." Shaking his head slightly, Shadowsinger did a quick reboot of his sensor net, then spoke again. "Okay, NOW I'm okay. So, I've not actually met Tiyem, I know he lets Follower keep the rabbits, but what's he like?"
"Well he thanked me last time I beat th' slag outa tha' femme…" Loki paused and sighed, stopping at the office door. "He's pretty cool, didn' yell at meh b'fore…" the mech was, in fact, an okay guy, after not being yelled at the spinosaurus had checked out his file and found he was one of the more lax commanders that the Autobots possessed, even more lax than herself.
When the door opened, Tiyem barely did more than sigh when he saw Loki. "Hello, sir. Goldstrike still giving you problems?" he asked, assuming this wasn't just a friendly visit. Pity, that, he thought he'd rather enjoy a friendly visit... Noticing the small mech on her shoulder, the mech put his work down. "Oh, sorry, didn't see you, um... up there?"
With his normal grin, Shadowsinger jumped off and landed on Tiyem's desk. "S'k, I'm easy t'miss. Did have a bit of a... ah, run-in with Goldstrike, though..." He glanced at Loki, would she rather tell the story, perhaps, since she did technically outrank him...
"Aye, she got sent ta' Wish' a'gain… sorry. A' was doin' some'tin in the middle o' the hall that A' shouldn't, an' well… she got slagged 'gain…" With a sigh Loki put her hand on Shadow's shoulders protectively. "An' this lovely lil' mech did it this time, naw't meh…"
Tiyem gave Loki a rather confused look before noticing how she handled the mech. With a grin, he nodded slightly. "Well, I'll trust you to discipline your own crew. Ah... How bad's the damage this time?" He was going to have to give that medic some form of thanks... Hum, he'd worry about that later. "And I'm truly sorry that she's been so difficult... normally it doesn't affect others like this..."
Shadowsinger shrugged slightly. "Nothing particularly dangerous... just painful. Still, I shouldn't... have lost my temper." He shouldn't have, he was better than that.
Hoping to comfort the small mech more, Loki rubbed his back discreetly. Looking at Tiyem, the dinobot gave a light laugh, shaking her head. "If it didn' set in yet, it sure did now… an' it was a' nat'ral thought pattern but… she didn' go 'bout it the right way…" Loki cringed, it was hard to jump around what the femme saw her doing to Shadow… oh well, might as well say it… "I was molestin' him an' ya' femme found us…"
Managing a pretty flat look at that, Tiyem asked, "In the middle of the hallway? Forgive me for, ah, interfering in your affairs, sir, but... I know quite well that you do, in fact, have rooms on this ship, and that the doors do, in fact, work." This was said in a lightly amused tone, before the mech turned serious again. "So I assume she thought... I apologize, my crew is more... discreet about such things. And, as you know, Goldstrike is not... the most subtle of femmes."
"Actually, ah, the crew's rather... used t'comin' 'cross me in... interesting situations..." Shadowsinger managed to look utterly unrepentant at the thought. "And, well... yeah. Oh! For the love of Primus, can you do anything to stop her pickin' on poor Follower?"
"Well… I's normal, A' mean… um… ya' don' wanna know how many times A've been caught or A've caught otha's in… interestin' positions too… We're a ratha' open group, an' its no biggy really, A' jus' forgot ya' crew was 'ere…" trailing off Loki added a nod. "Aye, A'd rather not have ta' slag 'ere 'gain, but… A' will if somethin' happens…" the dino made a face, showing that she meant it, and growled slightly.
Primus, this crew had to be the oddest in the fleet. "Yes," Tiyem agreed. "Others of my crew have already mentioned... ah... Anyway, I'll have another talk with Goldstrike once she's out of your medic's bay, and I'll trust you to, ah..." he waved his hand a little at the pair, not really sure what he was saying. "And I'll see what I can do about her bothering Follower..." Tiyem was surprised the mech even knew Follower, but, well, it was good to be reminded to keep an optic on the coward.
Shadowsinger nodded and gave a wave. "Good on ya. So, guess we should be goin'..." He wasn't quite sure what he was doing himself, and settled for jumping off the desk and heading for the door. He was pretty sure things were still going to escalate... maybe he should start on paperwork. Maybe he could convince Loki to finish what got interrupted, first, though... Thinking, the pale mech left the office.
Following Shadowsinger, the first think Loki did when they were far enough away was snatch the small mech up and press him against the wall. "WHERE were we before we were so rudely interrupted?" she asked, growling delightedly and licking Shadow with her glossa. "O' yes, A' almost forgot, A' was makin' ya' squirm an' moan… well, gotta finish what A' started, no?"
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