10465/Getting to know Knowhere

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Getting to know Knowhere
Date of Scene: 17 December 2019
Location: Garnet (Knowhere, Sector 17)
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Jazz, Green Lantern (Cruz)




Jazz has posed:
Jazz had spent the last... few hundred years on Earth, most of those in stasis, and had only recently began to stretch his legs. While he loved Earth, it was nice to get out onto the open space. As a Cybertronian, there weren't a lot of places that welcomed his kind, hence their disguises. But Garnet, better known as Knowhere, was one of them.

He had come to visit, openly, in his robot mode. He got a few stares, but few bothered him. With his size, he towered over many species, though he was cognizent of the fact that this stellar body used to belong to a living being. There was always a bigger fish.

Stretching out, he seemed to almost yawn, but it was about equalising the pressure in his joints and internal cavaties. When his arm stretched out, he brushed against a wall, not scratching it, not even denting it, but the owner took offence, and suddenly Jazz had a lot of explaining to do. Thankfully, Jazz was adept at such things, and by the end of the conversation, the store owner had asked if Jazz might have a spare Autobot emblem to hang in the store window.

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
After long grueling training with Kilowog - again - and checking in with the Justice League, she pops over into Knowhere. It has the best bar in the galaxy after all. She yawns as she glances towards the Burnout Pub - but it's bit too early for her to get her drink on, so goes over to the market - hears a soft bang sound and an argument. She wanders over there and sees... a Cybertronian. Bearing the same emblem as the one named Blurr who she met a while back when his ship lost control in the Sol system. She gets over there right as the two make friends. "Hello there," she states, levitating upwards with a faint green aura to go at Jazz's eye level. The mostly-green uniform with some black and white highlights has a prominent Green Lantern logo on the chest, and for some reason there's another logo around her right eye. "Hello! Do you know someone named Blurr?" she asks, smiling.

Jazz has posed:
Phlax says, "hello, hello, come in, have you met my good friend Jazz here? Come, have a spice ferret, only five slocks. Seven for extra crispy. You should try a side of sturlan with it, and maybe some consal too?" Jazz was off the hook, as he didn't eat. He could only process energy, preferably energon.

Jazz was a little cautious, seeing a Green Lantern. They weren't too friendly towards Cybertronians in his experience, and from what he had heard, it was still ongoing. But she at least seemed cordial. That was good. "Nice threads, I dig your eye logo. Very stylish. Your accent. Human?" Jazz had been speaking in interlac to the shop owner, but spoke English to Jessica. He would then translate into interlac for his new friend Phlax, "mind if I talk with her a bit Phlax? I'll see you later, and make sure she tries a double portion of extra crispy spice ferret."

Stepping aside as Phlax goes back into the shop, he continued, liking the smile she offered, "yeah, crazy fast talking blue Autobot, crazy fast everything blue Autobot... he's not in any trouble, is he?"

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
Jessica Cruz nods. "Well, I haven't heard from him lately, but last year his ship was out of control in my home system and I helped his ship gain control. I don't know why your kind has the reputatoin it does - it seems unwarranted." She is using the ring to translate into the language you two were speaking - Interlac. "And I'll come back for that ferret later. I used to be an avid hunter back home." She then glances at you. "Just glad to see something familiar. I'm Jessica." She's not that worried about secret identity so far from home as she extends her hand, still floating at Jazz's eye level. "I just recognized that emblem of yours." She hmmmmms softly. "Lovely day on Knowhere, huh?"

Jazz has posed:
He continued to speak in English to her, comfortable in it. He might not have been awake for long, but he had already immersed himself in Earth culture and learned enough that he could fake it pretty well. He offered a hand to shake, more of a finger, but exactly as a human would. "Nice to meet you Jessica. You can call me Jazz, or as I go by on your world, Benjamin S. Cruthers." He was trusting her, and testing her at the same time. "It is a nice day. Wanna go for a ride?" And he would transform, shifting and contorting, becoming a Porsche, but one that isn't exactly designed for the streets. This was a performance car. He also began emitting his holomatter avatar, a handsome African American, he opened the passenger door for her, gesturing for her to take a seat.

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
Jessica Cruz blinks. "Jazz, huh. That's some smooth moves there," she muses, smiling as she slides into the passenger seat and buckles the seat belt out of habit. "I haven't been in a car in a while. Generally I use my ring to fly around." She then glances over, a brief green light shining over the avatar. "Interesting. Hard-light constructs. Like what I can produce."

Jazz has posed:
The avatar gently closes the door and walks around to take a seat in the driver's side, just so it doesn't feel unnerving that no one is driving the car. The avatar isn't needed at all. But it's about comfort for her. The avatar even buckles up. The avatar pretends to play around with the audio controls, finding some local song that bears a striking resemblance to "One Headlight" by the Wallflowers. The ring will no doubt translate for her. The Porsche takes off, moving through the city streets at a legal and safe speed, but as soon as he can get out into the 'countryside', he'll kick it up a few notches. "What you can produce is a lot tougher. Harnessing the emotional spectrum is pretty incredible. You like the song?"

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
Jessica Cruz nods slowly. "There is that. The Lantern rings are increidbly powerful. I still am not sure how I even ended up with one. Most of the time I feel like a pretender." She sighs softly. "But I try to do good work with the honor I was bestowed." She shakes her head as she looks out the window. "The music is good." She ponders as she is stroking the leather interior of the very expensive car.

Jazz has posed:
Jazz says, "Because you've got an inner well of mental strength, you might not have tapped into it yet, maybe you have learned to harness it, but lantern rings don't make those kinds of mistakes, especially not the green ones. If it chose you, well, as your people would, you've gotta be one hell of a stubborn streak, am I right?" He may not have a ring, but he's met enough Lanterns in his time to know about them.

As they pull out into a colder area of Knowhere, the seats automatically begin to warm up to compensate, as does the air softly keeping it warm and toasty, but not too toasty. Next song turns out to be something more like from a Rocky film, like Robert Tepper's No Easy Way Out.

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
Jessica Cruz nods slowly. "I suppose so. But still, sometimes I feel like I didn't deserve it." She sighs softly. "This isn't my first talking ring. I had another that forcibly bonded itself to me. A thing of nightmares. It was gnawing at my soul - not sure that's a figure of speech, but... I guess fighting it to a standstill so it left is what brought my current ring to me.' She shrugs. "I don't get it, but... I'm a better person for it." She then murmurs, "What about you? You speak very good English... and you look _just_ like a 6-figure Porsche - one I could never afford."

Jazz has posed:
"That sounds like one hell of a story, and a real growth experience for you. You fought off that other ring, and you did it with nothing but your resolve. You planted yourself like a tree and told it, no, you move." Yes, he was quoting Captain America. "I uh, woke up a few months back. Was in stasis before it. But I'm a quick study. Used to be a cultural investigator. And Earth is amazing. I've been to whole sectors with less going on that you have on that one little world. And of course you could. You're a Green Lantern. Just grab some Taaffeite, Tritium, Platinum, or other rare material and boon, you can buy yourself a nice Porsche, Lamborghini, Ferrari, or whatever luxury car you like. Between here and Earth, there's enough rare materials to buy everything on Earth as many times as you want. Just don't overdo it or you'll start to seriously harm the economy."

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
Jessica Cruz nods. "Yeah..." she muses. "Never thought of that. But... it just doesn't seem right to profit from using my powers. I have a home and... I dno't really need a car when I can literally go from my house to Knowhere faster than I could drive across New York City. God, the traffic there is AWFUL." She then murmurs, "So - I've heard a bit about another... faction... of Cybertronians. I only met with Blurr a few times and it didn't come up, but all the stories is two factions locked in neverending war. Is that true?"

Jazz has posed:
Leaving her concerns about abuse of power for now, he answers, "yep, that'd be the Decepticons, and they live up to every stereotype you could name. A few, aren't that bad, but they're led by Megatron, who's crafted and guided them into what they are. I'm pretty sure he's not as bad as his rep, but that's what makes him so dangerous. He could be good, but chooses the other way. If he was just a fanatic, that'd be one thing, but Megatron knows exactly what he's doing. Everything is by choice, a choice he's fully aware with. And we've been fighting... since before your species figured out how to walk upright. Bit of a downer." And then he changed the music to something more upbeat, like 'Higher' by Taio Cruz and Kylie Minogue.

Green Lantern (Cruz) has posed:
Jessica Cruz nods. "Yeah... people suck in general. There are individuals that are good, but in general, people are terrible." She sighs softly. "I wish that one day your kind could find peace. Same for my kind. And all kinds." She then trails off, just wiggling in the nice heated seat.