IT'S A DANCE! [Video]

[vandalization]

[ Hey look! It's Saber and Vandal. They're sitting together, Vandal has a half-empty bottle of whiskey in hand, which she lifts to the screen. ]


So guys. Saber and I got to talking, and I don't know about you, but we are fucking sick of all this terrible shit happening.

Giant centipedes? Here's to you.

[ She takes a drink. ]


Anyways, we were thinking about putting together a formal dance? Like, a ask-someone-on-a-date dance sort of thing.

Anyways. We'll need a place to have it, we were thinking the Atrium if that's okay.

We'll also need some help.

Saber? The list, please?

[ Saber nods and reads off the list. ]

We'll need catering, two people to help decorate, a musician, a bouncer, and I am looking for two volunteers to help me watch over the event. This isn't expected to be a heavy responsibility, but one will need to keep out an eye for arising issues.

There will also be a requirement of at least one piece of formal wear. For everyone.

That means you Cybertronians. Find a bow-tie or hat or something!

We're aiming for a week from now, so uh. Yep. You heard it folks.

Better start trying to find a date!

[ End transmission. Vandal is in red text and Saber is in blue text. ]

Comments

[treacherous_widow]

A dance huh? Well, how can a spider like me resist.

[pendragon]

I am happy to hear this type of thing is to your tastes.

[ The knight smiles gently. Saber is not familiar with this lady, but since she seems content with the idea.. ]

What do you think of the requirement?

[ Does she find it strange or an annoyance, too? ]

[treacherous_widow]

[Blackarachnia looks thoughtful for a moment, even tapping the tip of a claw against her lips.]

I think your requirement for formal wear is a little ridiculous for a bot. Where are we going to find anything our size on this planet? Besides, who in their right mainframe would want to cover a body this stunning.

[pendragon]

The idea was something simple such as a hat or a tie or a shawl for Cybertronians.

[ Saber raises a few fingertips to her chin thoughtfully. ]

It isn't meant to cover you as much as accentuate you.

[treacherous_widow]

Accentuate huh? Well, that doesn't sound so bad. You would still need to figure out where to get items big enough for some of the larger bots.

[pendragon]

Yes, you are correct. I think we have a plan forming for that. Thank you for your input, miss..?

[ Saber pauses to allow the lady to state her name, but then she remembers sometimes Cybertronians aren't accustomed to the idea of introducing themselves. ]

I'm called Saber. [ A polite nod. ]

[treacherous_widow]

Call me Blackarachnia.

[She returns the polite nod.]

I guess it's nice to meet you Saber. I don't talk to many organics.

[pendragon]

Is that due to chance or.. choice?

[ Saber hopes she isn't prying, but she can't help but wonder if Blackarachnia has a bad idea of humans due to previous experience. ]

[treacherous_widow]

You could say a bit of both. The last time I spent any amount of time with organics, your species didn't know what fire was.

[Pry all you want. It's more of a disinterest about organics on her part. No real dislike or like. ]