OOM: Taking an Autobot to the cabaret

[hey35andholding]

Clementine doesn't quite know how they're going to do this - but they're going to try.

She's already in her stage makeup and costume and is chain-smoking just inside of her door - the door, thankfully, to the back of the theatre. "Come on in," she encourages.

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[knightoflight]

It will be a learning curve.

"I'll stay back...'stage'." Whatever that is. "Just point me where it's safe."

He scoots through, carefully. Everything looks so fragile here. "And so...where do we begin?"

[hey35andholding]

Definitely.

She crooks her index finger to a spot at the far back of the stage. He should be able to both see everything and be able to blend in with the crates.

"I begin in about fifteen minutes." Sure enough, an assistant buzzes by, herding her along with the rest of the showgirls to center stage. "Wish me luck?" she mouths.

[knightoflight]

Wing moves slowly, trying carefully not to let the projections of his armor or his weight damage things, until he's at the spot she's indicated. He can see the stage, and hear a noisy buzz in front of it.

"Best of luck," he says, quickly. Why would she need luck? Obviously, because what she's about to do is dangerous.

[hey35andholding]

..Wow. Nicest scary huge robot guy in the world.

She gives him a little bow, flashes him the peace sign and she's off to perform among the chorus. Wing will notice a lot of kicklining, as if the troupe are amateur Rockettes set loose with a bedazzler.

Her solo involves spinning a baton that spits fireworks from either end.