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THREE FEMMES WALK IN TO A BAR
Veritas hadn't much time for this, but Checkpoint had insisted she take a break of some sort. Even with fretting about all of the cleanup from her 'predecessor', all of the things Cybertron needed her to do, the responsibilities she'd shrugged off for so long- he'd insisted that they could handle it by themselves for at least a few breems, but that if she didn't go on her own for at least a cycle he'd have Gauge sit on her for the entirety of that cycle.
Wisely, Veritas found the exit. And though it'd been a long time since she'd done so - before her reformatting, really - she found herself walking to a bar. One she didn't recognize, and the inhabitants inside were an odd collection, but...
The bartender was friendly, if noting else, and she sat herself at a quiet table. At least not many seemed to recognize her, if any.</lj-cut
Wisely, Veritas found the exit. And though it'd been a long time since she'd done so - before her reformatting, really - she found herself walking to a bar. One she didn't recognize, and the inhabitants inside were an odd collection, but...
The bartender was friendly, if noting else, and she sat herself at a quiet table. At least not many seemed to recognize her, if any.</lj-cut