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[ billy the bookcase says hello ]
Who: Knock Out and Starscream
What: Knock Out and Starscream get lost in an Ikea.
Where: The Decepticon warship. But then, IKEA.
When: now. ish? yeah. now's about right
Warnings: gross incompetence. really guys this is just embarrassing
It'd been an interesting time, Starscream's absence. Not one of Knock Out's favorite times, honestly. Megatron's been rather temperamental since Optimus Prime came back, and Knock Out's mostly done his best to stay out of his way. Now Starscream's back on the ship, though not necessarily in Megatron's good graces. Frankly, Knock Out's not surprised. He'd had his doubts that Starscream had really been dead.
Knock Out goes down to the brig to see Starscream not too long after he's returned to the conquest, his optics curious, maybe just slightly amused. After all, none of this is affecting him, not really. And watching Starscream and Megatron's ups and downs can provide some entertainment, provided one isn't standing too close. He stops in front of Starscream's cell and leans in, waving with a flex of his fingers.
"Fancy seeing you here," he says with a smirk, his tone a little dry. "And we all thought you were dead."
What: Knock Out and Starscream get lost in an Ikea.
Where: The Decepticon warship. But then, IKEA.
When: now. ish? yeah. now's about right
Warnings: gross incompetence. really guys this is just embarrassing
It'd been an interesting time, Starscream's absence. Not one of Knock Out's favorite times, honestly. Megatron's been rather temperamental since Optimus Prime came back, and Knock Out's mostly done his best to stay out of his way. Now Starscream's back on the ship, though not necessarily in Megatron's good graces. Frankly, Knock Out's not surprised. He'd had his doubts that Starscream had really been dead.
Knock Out goes down to the brig to see Starscream not too long after he's returned to the conquest, his optics curious, maybe just slightly amused. After all, none of this is affecting him, not really. And watching Starscream and Megatron's ups and downs can provide some entertainment, provided one isn't standing too close. He stops in front of Starscream's cell and leans in, waving with a flex of his fingers.
"Fancy seeing you here," he says with a smirk, his tone a little dry. "And we all thought you were dead."
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Sure enough, an hour later Knock Out's alt mode is parked comfortably in the parking lot of a massive concrete building emblazoned only with the ominous brand of IKEA. His avatar is hovering out by the front doors, ostensibly playing with his phone with a terrifically bored expression on his face.
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“I assume you did your research before settling on a dealer?” He asks very seriously, as if they are about to set off on some kind of mission of legitimate importance to the cause. Someone really misses his job.
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"Of course I did my research," Knock Out scoffs, gesturing grandly at the huge concrete building. "This is the premier dealer of what I'm looking for. Besides, what do you care? I thought it didn't matter to you one way or another what I got for Gemini."
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He sniffs and sticks his nose up, sounding offended. "It doesn't, I just want to make sure we have at least some idea of what we are stepping into."
Another pause, and he glances at the hideous blue and yellow sign again. "I Just don't have a very good feeling about this place... call it a hunch."
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The scale of the inside of the building seems at odds with the exterior -- somehow it seems even bigger inside, the entrance a mere glimpse into the vast abyss of Ikea. Honestly, Knock Out's like, just a tiny bit impressed by the humans' ability to craft something so impressive -- then he remembers that he's seeing things scaled up significantly due to the relative size of his avatar, and it loses its sheen a little. He points up at the escalator taking people up to the second floor, the entrance of the showroom.
"Ah, we'll go up that way. They have quite the selection, apparently."
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The building itself seems innocuous enough, but the atmosphere... He glances around at the crowds, lip curling with disdain. So many pathetic humans, milling about and bumping into each other like useless sheep. And the lighting... it's not inhibiting in any way but there's something kind of harsh and unwelcoming about the pure white light from the facilities fluorescent fixtures.
He follows the pointed finger with his eyes, eyebrows arching. "Well by all means then, if you're navigating..." he does a little 'after you' sort of gesture. It makes him feel better about himself if he gives KO the permission to lead, even if the medic doesn't actually need it, in any way, at all.
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Starscream rolls his eyes when he isn't looking, sulking with his arms crossed a step below him on the escalator. He glances around at the entrance to the belly of the store. "If it's so mind bendingly simple, why do they feel the need to provide you with a map of the place?" he points out, gesturing at the actual large map that the store has posted at the entrance to the show room. He has no interest in being deliberately contrary with Knock Out, but, come on man. "Though I suppose that perhaps the feeble minded humans find that sort of aid necessary," he adds on reluctantly.
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They arrive at the top of the escalator at the start of the meandering path of showrooms. Knock Out gestures ahead of them to the tastefully laid-out modular kitchens.
"Now all we have to do is find the bedroom section."
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