open to all!

[kaijugrrroupie]

Who: Newton Geiszler and Yooooou
Where: Around LA, The Autobot base, and Newt's clinic
When: NOW
What: A catch-all for Newton as he realises he's been working too hard and then goes out to work hard on catching up on all the social stuff he's been missing because he's been working too hard. He then goes to check up on his robot babies and then back to the clinic to watch Godzilla to soothe his soul. Please, someone get him an intern. Or twelve.
Warnings: Newton should probably be his own warning.

[Thread-starters below! But I can roll with anything. CONDOR agents can also catch Newt in his office in the CONDOR building.]

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CONDOR/Around L.A.

[kaijugrrroupie]

[He'd really needed to get out of the office. His concentration had been dipping all morning and he's pretty sure he's drunk every last drop of caffeine CONDOR has and he's not sure he wants to be around for the fallout when they notice.

And hey, when was the last time he even took a walk around the city? Or visited Fang's tattoo place? Or even took an afternoon off? The more he thinks about it, the more he realises just how much of a rut he's been working himself into. Oh man, he's not even up to date on all the manga he'd been following in Japan. Goddamn.

He decides then and there that he deserves the afternoon to himself because he's been working way too hard and if he's not careful this'll be last time all over again. But he still grabs his tablet to read over his notes. Just in case he missed something. And his doodle-covered notebook. Just in case. He then pulls on his scraggy MIT hoodie and takes to the streets.

After making sure to stop at Fang's to say hi and ask about a bare patch of skin he'd been saving on the back of his knee for something big, picking up three very thick, very brightly coloured back copies of his manga magazines and poking his head around the door of a few shops downtown, Newt takes up residence in a coffee shop. He buys the biggest cup of coffee with the most amount of shots they can legally give him and a cinnamon bun and settles in a corner, constructing a makeshift workspace out of two tables--actual work on one side and fun work on the other.

Yeah. This is way better than that stuff old office.]

IGNORES YOUR STARTER W/E IT'S TIME TO BOND

[cyborged]

[Raiden's been back and forth all day, it's awful. If only he wasn't a chronic workaholic who used his job as a way to avoid dealing with his life in any meaningful way, he'd have a little time for other things.

Like welcoming Newt back! Not that he's sentimental or in dire need of friends or anything. No way. Gross. Nor is it like he has a mean sense of humour that leads him to wait until it looks like Newt might be dozing off or zoning out before he makes his presence known by dropping something on his desk with a loud thud.]

Welcome back. [...] I got you a gift.

[It's wrapped very nicely (Raiden didn't do it obviously) and it's a nice, hardback art book with artist interpretations of Godzilla and other kaiju movies. V cool.]

ITS COOL I LOVE YOU

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Newt had completely zoned out whilst reading an article on alien sightings and jumps in his chair when Raiden drops the package on the table. He might've squeaked. He'll deny it later. Newt blinks up at Raiden before looking down a the present.]

--Dude, you didn't have to get me a present. [he's grinning though.]

You miss me that much?

<33333

[cyborged]

[Wow gross. Raiden furrows his brow, not having any of this "missing people" or "implied emotions" nonsense.]

I spent less than five minutes looking on Amazon.

[It's not exactly an overture of love or anything.]

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Newt laughs.]

Don't ruin the moment, man. C'mon.

[He rips off the paper and blinks down at the book, his face lighting up when he realises what it is. He doesn't waste any time opening it, to peer over the beautiful illustrations. God, when was the last time he even saw Godzilla? Gotta be at least a month.]

This is awesome! Thank you!

Re: CONDOR/Around L.A.

[ultramatum]

Following the outcome of their most recent discussion, Ultra Magnus decided it would be prudent to speak to Newt in person. After initially heading to CONDOR and finding Newt had already left his office, Magnus had asked some of his colleagues if they knew his current location. One of them had suggested he check the local coffee shop. Since his arrival on Earth Magnus had hardly utilized his holomatter avatar, let alone visit any eating establishments.

His holomatter avatar, an older gentleman in a dark suit, was hardly conspicuous in this setting, but most people probably did not take a moment to scrutinize the premises, lingering on any official signage. Finding Newt was easy enough, and Magnus went over to his table.

"Newton Gieszler. I'm Ultra Magnus, I was hoping to speak with you about the medibay protocols I sent you earlier."

[kaijugrrroupie]

Newt is certainly not expecting any visitors whilst holed up in here and so he doesn't notice Ultra Magnus at all, reading over an article about wormholes for a friend. He only does look up from his sleepy gaze when the man is standing in front of him, and he raises an eyebrow about to say something before the man introduces himself.

It was a good thing he wasn't sipping his coffee, or else it would've gone everywhere.

He blinks for a moment before pulling headphones off that are blaring some sort of heavy rock music and frowns. He must've really hit a nerve if the guy came to find him.

"Yeah? You changed your mind and agree it's stupid?"

[ultramatum]

Well, sorry Newt, some people like to keep all their affairs in order. Magnus was scrutinizing the cluttered mess in front of Newt with a look of mild dismay, and his frown only deepened when Newt removed the headphones and the blaring music became more audible. How could anyone work in this mess?

"No I have not, and frankly I do not understand why you are so averse to completing such a simple request. It's not as if it is a difficult assignment."

[kaijugrrroupie]

He can't help but roll his eyes a little when Magnus looks over his work area. He'd argue that it's only this way because he's out of the office, but this is what his office looks like too. Except with a few alien organs stored in jars. The music continues to blare loudly, and Newt's hearing is a little echoey from listening to it for so long so he ends up talking pretty loudly.

"Because I'm already doing my job there. It's like you guys suddenly don't trust me, and let's be real, I'm like the most qualified expert you're gonna find. It's kinda a kick to the stomach, man."

The Autobot Base

[kaijugrrroupie]

[After being forwarded another email complaint that Ultra Magnus sent to CONDOR, Newt decides that his afternoon off ended, and he should go visit the cool alien robots. Since it's pretty much the only reason he let CONDOR coax him back in and is actually the part of the job he enjoys.

He sends Ratchet a message to say he's on his way--for some reason the guy doesn't like it when you just drop in, but that seems to be a thing with all the Autobots--and heads over.

It doesn't take him long to reach the base, and he repeats the setting up of his work station at the table he had brought in in the main area of the base (since everything here is a little too tall for his 5ft5 height) but doesn't sit at it straight away, instead picking up the tablet to send out a group email to say he's here. Y'know. If anyone wanted to talk to him about CONDOR stuff. Or robot stuff. At least before he went to bother Ratchet.]

[positiveenergy]

[Drift knows where Magnus is coming from with the whole security issue at the base. But it still seems like a bit much to have the CONDOR agents announce their visits every time they drop in. At least the ones they’ve already met should get a pass.

Ultimately though, since Magnus decided that just having them send emails was enough, they’re getting off easy. And the system has its uses too. When he gets Newt’s message, Drift decides to take the opportunity to head to the main area of the base and introduce himself, seeing how they hadn’t had the chance to talk before.

He walks over towards Newt’s work station, and raises his voice cheerfully once he gets closer.]

Hey – Newt, right?

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Newt's tapping away at his tablet, trying to sift through some research notes one of his colleagues from MIT had just sent him for an opinion when Drift moves into the room. He glances up, blinking and taking in the unique anatomical differences this cybertronian has to the others he's met--it's fascinating really, they come in such a wide range of colours and sizes and shapes--and gives a gentle wave.]

That's me! Official CONDOR liaison or whatever, but Newt is just fine. I don't think I've met you yet, right?

[positiveenergy]

No, not yet. Sorry I haven’t had the chance to say hi any sooner, but we’re finally settling in here at least. Ah, and you can call me Drift by the way.

[He kneels down beside the work station and looks it over curiously.]

Did you bring all of that with you?

[kaijugrrroupie]

Drift! Cool. [Newt puts his tablet down on the table, pulling his sleeves up as he admires the alien in front of him. It's really hard for him to not get misty eyed whenever he meets a new one. They were just way too cool.]

--Huh? Oh. Yeah. [he glances at the makeshift workspace.] Your stuff is kinda too big for me to use and since I'm gonna be here a lot I figured I should have something. Ratchet wouldn't let me get bean bags.

Re: The Autobot Base

[worstprime]

[Rodimus doesn't actually read emails. Basically ever. So, needless to say he's pretty surprised (although only slightly since humans seems to let themselves in like they own the place) to see Newt. He's pretty sure he hasn't met this one...although admittedly, it can be hard to tell these little dudes apart, especially when they change their colours on a near daily basis.]

Hey. Who're you? You supposed to be in here?

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Wow, Rodimus. Rude. Out of all the humans that have broken in, this is the one thats actually supposed to be here. And if it helps, this one also has a permanent paint job that you can see snaking it's way up his arms. If you're looking hard enough anyway.]

Uh, yeah. [He glances up at Rodimus, before quickly finishing the email he was tapping out on the tablet.] I'm Newt Geiszler? Your CONDOR liaison? You miss the memo or something?

[worstprime]

Do I look like I read memos? [Rodimus makes a dismissive gesture, circling around Newt, lookng him over. Reading memos with Ultra Magnus on your team is basically a full time job, and Rodimus has got other things to do. Who the hell knows what those things are. Not Rodimus.

He glances at the comparatively tiny data pad Newt had been typing on.]

So what exactly does being Condor's liason mean? What're you here for?

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Newt pointedly raises one of his eyebrows and watches Rodimus look him over, using the chance to make mental notes of his own. He puts the datapad on the table by the stack of manga and leans back in his chair, shrugging.]

Basically? It means I get cool Cybertronian privileges. [He grins a bit.] But I also make sure you guys and CONDOR are on good terms with each other and act as like a middle-man to transfer information. There's only so many of Ultra Magnus' emails they could take.

[he starts rocking in the chair a little.] I'm sort of the Earth expert on you guys right now.

[asafepairofhands]

Is there a reason I've received several messages letting me know that you're here? Are you expecting some kind of ticker tape parade?

[Ratchet's voice is dry as he leans out of the medibay, his mouth tilting up at a corner as he takes in Newt's smaller desk setup.]

Making yourself comfortable?

[kaijugrrroupie]

[He was waiting for Ratchet to show up and grins smugly, glancing up from the manga he's reading. Ratchet's probably the only one in the Autobot base who'll notice just how run down Newt's looking these days. But he's ignoring it in favor of letting off some steam in other ways.]

I won't say no, as long as there's streamers and balloons too. [He laughs before leaning back in his chair.]

Y'know, now that you mention it, I could use a few pillows.

[asafepairofhands]

Excellent, this place could obviously use some more clutter.

[Ratchet does notice, his mouth tightening a little.]

That could be arranged, since you clearly haven't been resting properly and you may as well do it here if you refuse to lay down anywhere else.

The Free Clinic

[kaijugrrroupie]

[He doesn't get back to the clinic until it's gone 10pm, but that's really not unusual. He still sometimes gets clients this late, so the doors stay open until he goes to bed. He's dragging his feet to the door and practically sinks into the desk chair, dumping all his stuff rather unceremoniously.

He rubs at his face and pulls his tie off, yawning as he boots up his desktop to check emails and pulls up his copy of the original 1954 movie. He can't even remember the last time he saw the classic, but it's definitely not less than at least a month. Yeah. Gotta be.

He scoots over on his wheelie chair and turns on his kettle, grabbing a box of ramen before shifting some of the spare parts Kit was working on to give himself more space as he settles in for probably another late night.]

[escapefromincarcecon]

[Making sure CONDOR knows she's here is one thing, but Myaxx still doesn't know many people here. So, with that in mind, she figures it's probably best to stay on good terms with the very few people she does know as well as she can - especially considering how rare it is for her to encounter people who she can actually stand being around. And, even if he's sort of weird, she can stand being around Newt.

She knocks on the door, sort of uncomfortable with the resulting sound despite the fact that 1. it's night and there are relatively few people around, 2. if they're going to notice an eight-foot-tall alien walking down the street they probably have by now and 3. she's here legally so it doesn't really matter anyway. But old habits die hard, and being nervous about everything all the time is one of the longest-running habits Myaxx has.]

[kaijugrrroupie]

[Don't let Newt know you can stand being around him. He'll never let you live it down.

By the time his door knocks, he's pouring hot water onto the box of ramen on his desk, having changed into comfier clothes (bright pajama pants and a University of Cambridge shirt one of his colleagues sent him ages ago, and a loose fitting zip-up hoodie. Whilst the clinic was primarily that--a clinic--Newt still hasn't had a chance to find himself an apartment and has ended up just living here. It was small, but he doesn't take up much space and he's only here to sleep and catch up with Kit anyway.]

It's open! [he shouts, moving the kettle from ramen pot to coffee mug to fill that too, glancing up at the door to see who, or what, it is.]

[escapefromincarcecon]

[As always, she has to duck a little to get through the door. Why are humans all so short?] Hey, it's Myaxx. Just thought I would stop by, I dunno if it's a bad time or anything.