|While Elisa's been answering plenty of questions lately, she hasn't…|
Feb. 12th, 2008 @ 11:27 pm
"Then you find out who you are."
"Trying to. Not exactly easy."
"I... know." She looks away. "Do you know what
She laughs. "That's the easy one. Or at least, I thought it was. What's going on... maybe changes a lot of things."
"Are you comfortable talking about it?" asks the tall blond, then offers one hand. "I'm Oriana Pax."
And tied to the Autobots maybe, according to the little silver pendant she's wearing on a cord around her neck. Or she could just be a fan.
"Elisa," she says, shaking the hand. "Might as well spill it."
Oriana nods and smiles slightly. "Would you like to come and have a drink? I was just on my way to Blue's."
"It's a small pub, patronized mostly by Autobots. But Blue carries organic fuels too."
She shrugs. "Guess that'd be okay."
Oriana smiles her slight smile. "This way."
Elisa gets up and stretches. "All right."
Oriana travels in silence, and her gait is the free stride of a woman who's never worn skirts or high heels. As she goes her eyes scan the Nexus around them.
Elisa follows, keeping an eye out for whatever this is Oriana's looking for.
She pauses to lift one eyebrow slightly as Blackout strides right overhead, then shakes her head and continues, leading Elisa through a small door set in the base of a larger one and into a ... well, Cybertronians would think of it as a small, cozy room. But it kind of echoes.
She pauses for a step, then nods. "Yes, I suppose it is."
"All the giant robots I know, you'd think I'd be used to this."
Oriana chuckles. "I'm used to being one of the smallest of my people. Thankfully the larger of us provide accommodation for the smaller."
A light blue femme somewhere in the twenty foot and under range pauses to look down at them. "Want a lift up onto the bar?"
"Yes, please." Oriana smiles at her.
Elisa nods. "If you don't mind."
Blue hunkers down and offers her hands, and Oriana turns and seats herself on one, ready to ride the impromptu elevator upward.
And Elisa steps on to the other.
Blue lifts them carefully and sets her hands on the bar next to a table and chairs their size.
"Thank you." Oriana smiles at her and gets to her feet.
"Welcome. You want your usual?"
Blue nods and turns to Elisa. "How about you?"Edited at 2008-02-15 03:24 am (UTC)
"Beer. Miller, if you've got it."
Blue nods. "Bottle or cup?"
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