Special Delivery from FentonWorks! (AKA. The BRAWL!)

[passthefudge]

"Maddie!  Bring my fudge down when you come!"

You hear that bellow?  It's coming from the Door which has just swung open on a set of stairs.  At the top, you might glimpse bits of living room furnature...but not for long.  The view is quickly blocked by a large, orange object which barrels down the stairs and into Milliways.  As it skids to a stop, you can see it's a rather large, jumpsuit-clad human.  A very shocked, larged, jumpsuit-clad human.

He stares for a moment, wheels in his head audibly grinding.

"GALLOPING GHOSTS!  MADDIE!  THE LAB'S BEEN COMPROMISED!"

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[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Cereal-" Camera? Ohkay.

"You have any idea what all this is about other than..." Complete disorder and mess?

It has been a long-standing tradition with Bonnie that, every time she's in the bar, she has something to defend herself with. It's an old, old lesson that really took root. Her wrench is hanging off a carabiner on her beltloop.

"-widespread insanity?"

[deathtowheaties.livejournal.com]

"Nope. But I'm getting some kick ass footage. Youtube will be singing my praises before it's been up an hour, I'll bet."

He's not fighting, and is more than ready to duck behind the bar should he need to. But the filming is important.

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

Unlike Bonnie. She'll wade in swinging that wrench if she has to. "...Is that Bob and Dot in the middle--"

Okay. She might just have to wade in, wrench and all.

[deathtowheaties.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I think so. Hey, check out that woman-Oooh, the poor RObin Hood guy doesn't look happy."

She could probably wade in and he'd not notice for a long time.

[mendanddefend_archive]

Speaking of Bob... here he is, lying on the floor, having just been run over by a boy in a bubble.

"Ow."

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"God, Bob--" And then Bonnie was there, looking after the boy in the bubble, but then back to Bob. "What the hell's going on here?" She crouched beside him, one hand on her wrench - protection, after all.

[mendanddefend_archive]

"I have no fragging idea. These two people just came in and started shooting at everyone..."

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"...Sounds familiar. You all right?" She offered her hands to him to pull him up - if he could get up, anyway. "Anybody I should lend a hand to?"

[mendanddefend_archive]

He takes her hand and pulls himself up. "I'm--oof--I'm okay. I think." He looks around. "Dot was fighting somebody... and Enzo's--oh, there he is. He's okay."

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"Let's go help Dot, then," she said. "..If you're up to it." After all, if he were injured, maybe he needed to sit this round out.

[mendanddefend_archive]

"No, wait--" they watch as a dark-haired boy arrives and breaks up the fight. "I think she's gonna be okay."

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"So far so good, it looks like," she murmured, but she kept a hand on her wrench all the same.

Even if there was still quite a bit of fray going on out there.

[mendanddefend_archive]

"Yeah, I..." he takes a step forward and wobbles dangerously on his feet.

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"Nuh-uh." Bonnie stopped him, arm stretched out in front of him. "Let's get you to the infirmary, huh? That's misstep there didn't look good."

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob shakes his head. "They don't know how to treat sprites, they won't be able to do anything..."

He's leaning rather heavily on Bonnie now.

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"Then how about you tell me. I'm an AI programmer. I might be able to help you." She made to ease him to sit where she'd been, careful. True, she'd been ready to fight, but this was much more important.

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob sits. "I'm... I'm running low on energy, that's all. I need some rest."

It's not exactly a lie.

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"Bar?" She looked over at said fellow female and asked, "You probably know what Bob needs to help with energy - charge it to my tab, okay?" Besides sitting down, she doesn't know what else she can do.

If Karr were there, she'd get him to park between them and the melee, for all that probably would piss Karr off, given the mess she'd seen.

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob's expecting an energy shake. Instead, Bar provides an energy transfusion machine.

Bob's eyebrows go up. He didn't think it was that serious yet...

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"...Wow," she blinked. "That's..."

That was something she had no idea what to do with. But her mind was working fast. "I don't think I'm qualified to do this. But I think I can get somebody who is."

[mendanddefend_archive]

"Would you? Please?" He thinks he knows how to use it, but if he's wrong...

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

She nodded and headed over, intending to find Dot, but finding someone else instead (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/16733065.html?thread=693480841#t693480841).

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

Matrix headed over with Bonnie when she returned.

He blinked when he saw Bob sitting there with a transfusion machine.

"Crash, Bob. What happened?"

[mendanddefend_archive]

"See that kid in the containment bubble? He ran over me. And then the guys chasing him ran over me too."

[not-a-surgeon.livejournal.com]

"And Bar gave me that," said Bonnie, pointing to the transfusion machine, "to help Bob. I was going to get Dot, but she was busy, and you looked fitting." So she had her reason to be urgent.