There are words for days like this, but they're all profanity...

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((Set after this))

Axl, at the moment, didn't know what to do. She'd shed the disguise she'd been using to spy on Lumine, but hadn't switched back to her other, and more commonly used, male default.

Everything was a mess. Axl knows she'll have to tell, knows that means she'll have to admit she was spying on Lumine even after being ordered to stay away from him. But right now, she doesn't even want to think about that - or what Lumine seems to be planning, or what they might have to do about it. What Axl wants to do is find some nice dark corner and disappear.

Which, given shape-changing abilities, isn't so hard.

She gravitates towards the bar. It's huge, many of the patrons Transformers. Axl, at the size of a human fourteen-year-old, dodges around legs. It seems a good place to just get lost for a while. Axl also thinks she wouldn't mind getting drunk. Not if it makes you forget things for a while, like she's heard... but she has a feeling no one at home will like it much if she does that.

But they're not going to like any of this...

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Lumine gives the plate a look. He certainly didn't order that!

Axl didn't either, and he's been in the Nexus far too long to want to stick anything unfamiliar in his mouth.

For once they're in agreement as they end up putting the plate on an unoccupied table nearby. Maybe there'd been some mixup.

But it does make Axl think of food. "Did you order anything?"

"Not yet," replies Lumine. "I'd just arrived."

Axl will look over at the menu. Hmm...

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And Nemesis is totally unfazed by the rejection of her offering. She just pokes some of the bits into her own mouth the next time she goes by.

[trigger_imp]

Axl looks up as she goes past. "Hey, can we get a plate of cinnabuns?" he asks, and then glances to Lumine. "Do you want something to drink? It's on me." He figures if Lumine has money at all, he's been getting it from Nexus Couch Cushions. Unless he's made a few hits look like burglaries, and right now Axl doesn't want to think too much about what Lumine's probably done before.

Lumine thinks about that. Normally, he just has bottled water while he sits and looks through whatever books he's picked up from the library. But if the conversation continues, he decides he may want something other than just water. "An e-tank."