Excuses, Excuses

Log Title: Excuses, Excuses

Location: Training Area - Sub-Level 1 - Trypticon

Date: November 02, 1999

Summary: Tailhook is encountered working out with a training drone.

As logged by Valour - Tuesday, November 02, 1999, 5:35 PM

Training Area - Sub-Level 1 - Trypticon

The training area is large and located in the bowels of Decepticon City, where the noisy clash of weaponry will not disturb other activities. There is a firing and weapons testing area off to the side, and a workout-area to the south. The bulk of the room, however, is devoted to a large, sparse fighting arena, which can be supplemented by holograms and protective forceshields generated by a console located on the east wall and supervised by Trypticon. There are usually a few Cons here, beating on a training drone or each other, unless the city is on full alert.

 Tailhook is working out with a training drone.

 Swordplay walks briskly into the training area, his optics blazing furiously. He looks around and notes someone already here. For the moment he decides to do the spectator thing, while sharpening his sword.

 Tailhook flails at the training drone, knocking it about a bit, but not demonstrating any skill that could be remotely considered impressive.

Tailhook

Tailhook is a tall, lanky black Seeker. He tends to avoid work as much as possible. He spends his time leering at every femme who passes and grabbing the aft of any he thinks will let him without killing him.

 Swordplay rubs his 'temples' as he watches, muttering something about seekers, that sounds derogatory. Interesting... isn't he a Seeker himself?

 Tailhook glances over, slowing his 'workout'. "Hey!" he asks. "Ya wanna use the space?"

 Swordplay growls at Tailhook, "No... it appears you could use all the training you can get."

 Tailhook 'blink's, and stares at Swordplay. "Whadaya mean?"

 Swordplay runs a finger down his blade slowly, to ensure it's as sharp as he wants. He then looks up slowly at Tailhook, "You suck, yes?"

 Tailhook stares at Swordplay a moment longer, then grins. "Oh, I get it." He chuckles. "I'm jus' foolin' around. You should see me with a real opponent."

 Swordplay looks at the drone, then at Tailhook, then at the drone. He says simply, "I'd give you ten seconds."

 Tailhook glances at the drone. "Ten seconds to what? Beat a drone?"

 Swordplay says "Against a real opponent."

 Tailhook snorts. "Oh, please. I've taken out lotsa Autobots."

 Swordplay just shrugs, "I was merely judging you based on presented evidence, yes?"

 Tailhook ponders this. "I c'n see that. I wasn't really giving it my all. Been havin' ta train triple shifts since I pissed off Venom."

 Swordplay says "Of course."

"Oh, speaking of which," Tailhook says quickly. "I'd better get back to that. Next time, right?" The black Seeker quickly departs before Swordplay makes him put his skills where his vocalizer is.