friends in low places

[nitrodamus]

Who: Sollux, Breakdown, and Knockout
Where: THE TRASH HEAP, where they belong
When: March 6th onward
What: Mingling while looking for spare parts.
Warnings: Everything you'd expect, most likely.

Having had time to grow more accustomed to having his powers back, Sollux almost seems wilder than before. Or more upset about something, at least. He hasn't brought anything up in particular to the two bots he's now working with, but they aren't quite at the point of total emotional intimacy, so it's not really a surprise.

Instead, he throws his effort into overturning vehicles and the like in scrap yards, looking for good bits of metal and supplies. Away from the city, Sollux spends almost all of his time in the air. It's a feeling he's been missing for far too long.

[OOC: I guess we can do this like party style, so we can have one on one threads but also group threads where necessary? IDK LET'S SEE.]

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[nitrodamus]

Sollux flips over some more mounds of scrap, listening intently. He is genuinely fascinated by this subject - enough that he's asking despite the fact that he knows fully well Knock Out doesn't like him much. He's just that interested in knowing. School never explained this sort of thing, except in its relation to insults and slurs.

"That sucks man," he says, sounding actually put out by the idea. "You're a cool species. Do you guys know if there's anything you can do?"

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Knock Out blinks, looking genuinely caught off guard by his sincerity, but he regains his composure quickly enough, an expression of cool disinterest settling more or less smoothly over his face. "To restore our wasted planet, so that it can begin to give new life again?" he says, a touch of scorn his voice -- but it's not directed at Sollux, for once. "Oh, I'm sure there is, somewhere out there -- again, there are many theories -- but of course, our entire race is too busy fighting a war for that sort of leisurely pursuit." He critically inspects what looks like a motor from a large home appliance and then tosses it over his shoulder with a carelessly disdainful little flick, spreading his hands. "And at that point, what can you really do?"

[nitrodamus]

"Yeah, I guess so." He's already pretty damn familiar with the idea of being part of a civilization preoccupied with war, so he doesn't really question how that could out weight the survival of the species. "It's you versus the Autobots, right? The hell are you guys even warring about? You've been doing it since before Alternia gained space travel, practically."

[buffthis]

"So they do teach you something useful in those schools of yours," Knock Out says with some vague trace of amusement, optics brightening slightly. "Yes, that's right, the Autobots. Optimus Prime and his self-righteous band of do-gooders -- or so they'd have the rest of us believe. Primus help us all if they decide to show up on this planet."

[nitrodamus]

Sollux isn't quite sure what to make out of them being called self righteous do gooders. After all, that term is sort of weird in Alternian terms, and so he isn't sure how it related to Alternian culture. He decides to not draw any particular conclusions.

"Are they actually do gooders?" he asks, trying to narrow things down.

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"That depends on who you ask," Knock Out says with a disdainful roll of his optics, his lip curling. "It's war, you know -- things are never so cut and dry. Oh, the Autobots claim to champion truth and justice and everything nice, and going only on his reputation, I'd say that Optimus Prime certainly tries to instill those values in his precious little soldiers. But it takes two to tango, or so I hear these humans say...you can only make war for so long if the other side doesn't fight back. And they do fight back, quite spiritedly." His optics glint, and he smiles thinly. It's not a pleasant smile. "They may say the Decepticons started the war, but the Autobots have kept it going for thousands of years. They're just as responsible for the destruction of our planet as we are."

[nitrodamus]

Sollux listens to the explanation carefully, taking what he can from it, both objective and circumstantial. At a base level, Sollux could, or at least used to be, a 'do gooder' at heart. He probably wouldn't personally mind the Autobots, were he to ever meet them.

But he just doesn't really give a shit about wider robot politics at the moment. Breakdown has been kinder to him than most of his own species ever was, and from the way Knock Out talks about it, they're just looking out for their own people. It's a stance he can sympathize with.

"Sounds like something trolls would do," he says. "I think that's probably why the Condesce said that adult trolls aren't allowed to even be on our home planet anymore. Pretty sure those guys would ruin everything in no time."

He thinks dismally about the Sufferists for a moment, and Karkat's role in it. Could that end up the same way?

[buffthis]

The concept of adulthood isn't really relevant to Knock Out, but he's familiar with the notion. "Perhaps," he says with a shrug. "Then again, Alternia hasn't been steeped in thousands of years of civil war...usually you lot stick to fragging up other aliens. You have the right idea there, for once," he adds with an edged smile. It's probably about the nicest thing he's ever said about the Alternians aloud, let alone to Sollux.