Greet the (New) Meat! (no, don't eat them!)

[cityship]

By hook or by crook or by avoiding hook and crook, the crew assembled from the previous podpops eventually made it up to the Living Area to greet their new crew mates. The creepy sculpture was also there, though less to greet them than it was always there.

The strange, fleshy seating had multiplied. You really, really don't want to know how.

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[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"More useful zan some of zese organics, anyvay," Blitzwing muttered, shooting a dark look at some of the squishies milling around.

"I think I might go and explore, actually..." the triplechanger says thoughtfully. "It vould be nice to know my vay around the place..."

Actually, Blitzwing is planning to take a look around the Lockers, and maybe a revisit of the Pod Caverns. There's only so much you can see when you're covered in goo and wishing nothing more than to be wholly clean again.

[pridebeforefail.livejournal.com]

"Don't go after them, either," Starscream warns, giving Blitzwing a glare as he catches his look. "Bad enough we have to watch out for those vines; we don't need an entire mob of fleshlings after us. ...At least, not before we're the proper height." Then? Stomping can commence.

"Most of the ship seems to be more of the same, but there is a city. Not that I've found anything useful in it yet."

[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"A city."
A city. Inside a ship.
Well, he supposed that wasn't too ludicrous...the Autobot had mentioned a similar fact beforehand.
Between organic ships, painful tentacles and meeting two mechs he actually knew, Blitzwing was not having the best of days.

"I vas thinking of looking at the weapons and possessions lockers, or maybe revisit ze Pod Caverns," Blitzwing said. "Or maybe just taking a look at ze crew list..."

[pridebeforefail.livejournal.com]

Starscream quirks an opticridge as he listens. "I don't know if we'd find anything useful in the lockers, but we are on the same height scale as the fleshlings now..." And if there's one thing Screamer doesn't object to, it's more firepower.

"Aiming too find out if any of our dear comrades in arms have shown up yet?"

[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"Vell, it vould be nice to know if any of our comrades ended up here as vell..." Blitzwing said. "Und...it is a weapons locker too."

[pridebeforefail.livejournal.com]

"Depends on which comrades," Starscream mutters, more to himself than to Blitzwing. "And that would be my point. We might something we wouldn't otherwise be able to handle."

[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"..."
Blitzwing refrained from saying anything, mostly because he had nothing to say.
"So, you're coming then?" It was a stupid question. Blitzwing knew this.
He decided to ask it anyway.
Without further ado, and without waiting for an answer, he started walking off in the direction of the entrance that had brought him to the Living Area. He wanted to get it over with. He was already feeling tired, for some reason, and he'd just woken up-
Ah. He checked his system and found that his fuel was getting low. It explained part of why he was so tired, even though he'd been in stasis.

[pridebeforefail.livejournal.com]

The look Starscream gave Blitzwing informed him that, yes, it was, in fact, a stupid question. Starscream went along, staying alert-just because all the new arrivals, aside from Blitzwing, had been fleshy so far didn't mean it would stay that way. Who knew what they might run into? Blitzwing would make a handy living shield backup.