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Sarah Rogers	New York is one of the few places Sarah can completely disappear. Even Alien invasions don't much phase the blase population, So the fact that the otherwise ordinarily dressed girl is carrying around a rather famous looking shield, (She's just not comfortable leaving it lying around) doesn't really phase anyone. Maybe she's a Cap fan, or putting together a cosplay outfit. Currently She's browsing an electronics store along one of the busier streets on the Island. "I'm Sorry, "she says to the helpful but pushy salesman, "I'm sure the Iphone 8 is great and all, but I really just want to get the Stark XS, It works with my ahh.. friends and family plan?"
Blurr	Someone somewhat familiar to Sarah enters the store then. She's interacted with the avatar that probably looks too perfect to be real before, so maybe she'll remember it. Well at least this time he had it actually came in through the door like everyone else does, instead of just -appearing-. Blurr paces around the store, looking at the various phones, you know just like everyone else... He notcies Sarah, because you know that shield is pretty obvious. "Do you always carry that around?" he asks idly.
Sarah Rogers	Sarah looks back at Blurr for a long moment before recognition finally lights up in her eyes, "Oh Hey!" She grins, "What're you doing here!? She unslings her shield and clutches it protectively. "I'd just never forgive myself If I just left it on a bench somewhere." She explains with a nervous sigh, "It's not exactly easy to get a replacement!" She Gives Blurr's Avatar an experimental hug. It's part affectionate greeting, part seeing just how real it feels. "Since you're here, help me explain that the Stark-XS is way better than the iPhone!" She says as if it should be obvious."
Blurr	The holomatter does feel solid, though it doesn't quite feel like a person. Maybe like, a very intricate balloon? It's difficult to describe. Blurr quirks a brow at her. "Are you really that absent minded that you'd forget that thing? I mean, it's kind of huge. Compared to you, anyway." At the question about the phone, he just gives her a blank look. "Uh, the what?" Nope. Completely clueless. Probably busy searching the web about it now, though.
Sarah Rogers	The Internet or even a quick scan of the two phones in question would definitely back up what Sarah's been saying. While both are likely unimpressive by Cybertonian standards, The Stark Phone has tech in it that one wouldn't usually expect to see on a planet this primitive. Sarah just rolls her eyes and turns back to the salesman, "So It's settled then, I'm taking the XS, Thank you!" She smirks, then turns around to chat with Blurr while her account and contacts are transfered over. "The one day I'm absolutely positive I won't forget it is the day I'm going to loser track of it!" She explains with a touch of fear as she replaces the shield on her back, "Anyway, what brings you to New York? Just visiting I hope? The last thing we need is another invasion."
Blurr	Blurr's scans quickly reveal that the "Stark" phone has more advanced tech. He nods. "Oh, yeah. The Stark one has more advanced technology. Though better technology doesn't always equal better overall for some humans." Like Inga, for example. He shrugs at the question about visiting. "Yeah, sure. Just visiting." Probably not the entire truth but he's always been good at fibbing, given the line of work he's in.
Sarah Rogers	"Well, I'm not Inga and I'm definately not Harry, plus Tony would never forgive me if I got an iPhone." Sarah saying knowingly. She takes her new phone and fiddles with it for a few moments before returning her attention to the Autobot. "Maybe we should find some place to talk privately? Somehow I don;t think you're telling me everything."
Blurr	"Uh, sure." Blurr agrees, though not that he'd tell her everything even if they were in private. "Do you tell -me- everything, though?" he asks.
Sarah Rogers	"I don't have near as many secrets as you do." Sarah replies with a somewhat annoyed smirk, "And more often than not I find my allies can do a better job of helping when they know exactly what's going on!" She offers as she peers expectantly at Blurr.
Blurr	"Don't worry, I -will- tell you what you need to know if I need your help." Blurr replies, smirking back. "But I guess we can head somewhere more private if you want."
Sarah Rogers	"So... nothing pressing then I hope?" Sarah asks worriedly. Just how do you read the emotions of a Robot projecting a false avatar anyway? "Wether or not the world's in danger there's better places to catch up than a phone store.. I wish I could buy you a drink or something but It'd be pretty pointless."
Blurr	"Nope." Again, probably lying. Well not completely, it's more like nothing pressing that Blurr wants her help with. "True enough, we can go somewhere else. I don't know what humans do but on Cybertron we always went to bars or arcades." He chuckles. "Well, you -could- buy me a drink but it wouldn't really be useful, no. That is unless you know where you get engex around here?"
Sarah Rogers	Sarah quirks an eyebrow, "What do you do at Bars of you don't drink? She asks as she starts to head out of the store, holding the door for Blurr. "We have Bars and Arcades here too. They're probably a lot different than what your used to though, and I don;t even know what Engex is!"
Blurr	"Who said we don't drink?" Blurr laughs. "We do, just not the same stuff you do. Which brings me to engex." He follows Sarah out of the store, not that he needs to use doors but he might as well since she is holding it anyway. "Engex is an energon-based liquid. It's like--our version of your water."
Sarah Rogers	"...And Energon is, food? fuel? something in between?" Sarah asks, her nose scrunching up a bit. "I don't know how advanced that Avatar ofd yours is, but if you really want to pass for human it would help a lot of you could at least pretend to eat and drink. What would happen if that Avatar of yours actually ate something? Wouldn;t it just float around inside untill you could get rid of it later?"
Blurr	"Food, fuel, whatever you want to call it." Blurr nods. "See, that's kind of impossible. Because when you eat, your food goes into your digestive system right? And then gets turned into energy. Well where would the food go if I tried to eat something? I mean, I guess I could hide it somewhere, but that might be problematic."
Sarah Rogers	"Right, but it's a slow process, the stomach is a basically a big pouch to hold food while we wait for it to digest, you could put something similar inside your avatar. It wouldn't digest anything, but I doubt you just turn the projection off in front of people right? Just find some place where no one;s watching and whatever you ate would just fall away harmlessly when you shut off the Avatar, unless there's something else about it I don;t know? Maybe you could even chemically analyze what you take in, get an idea of what it tastes like, and see what all the fuss is about!" Sarah looks hopeful.
Blurr	"Hm." Blurr considers that. "Well, maybe. I'd have to ask Wheeljack or someone about that. But it might be a problem because sometimes I do have to turn it off suddenly. Besides, I don't exactly know how to...eat the way a human does. Also I don't think the tasting thing would work, either. I mean not that we don't, we do but not the same way you do so even if I did it wouldn't taste the same as it does to you."
Sarah Rogers	"Well, eating problems aside, I think if you had to turn your avatar suddenly you've pretty much blown your cover anyway. Still, I think we can save eating for.. an advanced lesson." Sarah says with a nod. "We should start with something easier, like your appearance."
Blurr	"What, you don't think it looks human enough already?" Blurr asks, a brow raised. "I mean, you should have seen what they looked like -before-." It was...kind of creepy to be honest. "We didn't used to know how to make human facial expressions. So they just--didn't. Someone had to point it out."
Sarah Rogers	"Oh you, you look absolutely perfect! Too perfect in fact! If I held a mirror up to half of your face I'd have a hard time telling which half was the reflection and which half was real. And that's your problem." Sarah explains, "For instance.. that guy over there, his nose is crooked.. and that one has one eye that sags a little.. everyone has little moles and blemishes and what not, unless they're covering it up with makeup. When I smile one side of my mouth is a little higher than the other.. and believe me I've tried to fix it. If you want to pass as a normal person and not a supermodel, you should add little imperfections to your avatar."
Blurr	Blurr sighs, shaking his head. "Ugh, stomach pockets, skin imperfections, you're making this all so complicated! I mean, they could just, think I'm a supermodel. There's nothing wrong with that, because that's a thing on Earth. Like an actual profession." He pauses. "Right?"
Sarah Rogers	Sarah grins a bit, "Okay yes, the eating thing was a bit much, yes. But really, no real person looks as perfect as you do, not even the supermodels! The average person isn't going to notice, but if you need to blend in for a long period of time, it won't take long for someone to notice something's off."
Blurr	"But, you said they'd just think I'm a supermodel?" Blurr protests. "Why would you say that if they don't even look like that?" He folds his arms. "Eh, that's kind of the point. As long as the average person isn't going to give me a second glance. I just, uh, avoid situations that involve eating."
Sarah Rogers	"That's not nessecarily a good thing. You look like an exceptional paragon of a human being, if you're trying not to be noticed, you want to look, normal, even forgetable." Sarah pauses for a moment and smirks "What would you do if someone tried to actually sign you up for a modeling contract hmm?"
Blurr	"But I--" Blurr stammers. But he loves looking amazing. "You said that was a normal, legitimate profession!" he argues. "I just came up with this based on images I saw on your public networks, so I assumed this is what you guys typically look like walking around on the streets, yeah? Or close enough." He looks a little confused at her last question. "I, er--I guess I would just agree to it." He says, not really knowing exactly what that meant. But you know he just has to act like he does.
Sarah Rogers	Sarah lets out a long sigh, "You don't even know what a modeling contract is do you? This is going to take a lot of work." She takes a breath, "Okay, if someone sees an amazing looking guy poking around where he doesn't belong, They're absolutely going to remember that! Looking like a nobody doesn't guarantee you won't be noticed either, but it's much less likely. And, since your body's a hologram, it's easy to make it look like someone who's supposed to be there, and make it even more likely you'll get ignored. Is any of this starting to make sense?" She pauses a moment and gets a thoughtful look on her face, "Hey, if I help you with this, how do I know I'm not betraying my own planet?" She tries her best to stay looking serious when she asks this, and there is a bit of truth to it."
Blurr	"I--I know what it is! It's a contract that involves modeling, duh!" Blurr replies. Such a great answer. But he shakes his head at the latter part. "Actually no, it isn't that easy for me to just change its appearance whenever I want. The projector has to be recalibrated and stuff, and that takes time, and expertise that I don't have." Her final statement has him stopping to fix her with an appalled stare, though. "Excuse me, but aren't we on the same team? People on the same team don't betray each other. At least that's not how Autobots do it." Sure, there's -so- much truth in that. Not.
Sarah Rogers	"Well then there shouldn't be much of a reason to keep secrets from each other either!" Sarah smirks. "Anyway, you should get Wheeljack or whoever to help you configure some presets for you. Like, a Janitor's Uniform, Maintenance Guy, Cop, Security Guard, That sort of thing.. Then you need to learn how to actually act like the people you're impersonating.. I'm going to have to clear my schedule for that."
Blurr	Blurr shakes his head. "You don't understand. There are some things that you're just better off not knowing because not only does it put you in greater danger but it could also be something you can't really do much about yourself anyway." He points out. "Huh, I don't know if it's possible to store different images that can be switched to quickly like that. I could ask, I guess." He shrugs. "Pff, we have maintenance people and security guards, and janitors....ok well two of those roles are usually drones. And--'cop' that's a police officer right? I already know how to do that since that's basically what I used to do. Before Cybertron--you know. Became uninhabitable."
Sarah Rogers	"Uh huh, I'm sure Cybertonian Police and Earth Police do everything the exact same way." Sarah rolls her eyes, then straightens up and pokes Blurr's avatar in the ribs, "Hey, don't forget I'm an Elite too! I've picked you up before, the real you. and you were maybe a 10th of my lifting capacity." She grins proudly, "And, while I won't guarantee I'm bullet proof.. depends on what world we're in really, I'm pretty darn resistance to stuff that would kill a normal person. I can handle my share of danger!"
Blurr	"I know that, I'm not saying you can't, I'm just saying it's better for you to stay out of trouble you don't need to be in." Blurr insists, sighing in a somewhat exasperated fashion. "I mean, I'm sure our practices are different but it's the same idea. You know, patrolling, arresting people who cross the line, and stuff. Hey where are we going, anyway? I guess you can get a drink and I'll just sit with you."
Sarah Rogers	"I could definately use a drink.. Unfortunately the local laws here make it hard for me to get one." Sarah sighs. "They didn't have a drinking age on the Battleworld. I could however, go for a hot dog and a coke. Let's see if wee can find a vendor that looks like it could pass the health imspection."
Blurr	Blurr looks confused. "Uh, right sure." He keeps walking with her for a few minutes as they search, but then finally asks. "Drinking age? Why would it be hard for you to get a drink? I mean, don't you humans kind of have to drink in order to survive? You know, being practically made of water, and all." Then he just looks even more confused. "Isn't Coke a drink?"
Sarah Rogers	Sarah's eyes light up, she's just started a lesson without even realizing it, until just now! "See! You have almost no idea what I just said!" She beams, leaning up against a nearby street lamp and crossing her arms smugly "So you tell me mister human impersonator, just why is it so hard for me to get a drink, and why is coke okay?" She looks expectantly at the avatar.
Blurr	"I--uh--" Blurr glances around nervously. Nope, he really doesn't know. And it isn't exactly a 'simple' google search term, either. "But isn't coke a kind of drink? That doesn't make any sense!" he exclaims, sounding a bit exasperated. "Is there some specific pronounciation I'm missing?"
Sarah Rogers	"It's complicated." Sarah replies with a grin, "You have to learn to infer meaning from the context! When someone says they need a drink, it usually means they want an alcoholic beverage of some kind. If they're actually thirsty they'll usually make that clear. The drinking age is a whole other can of worms, but that at least you can look up on the internet." She pauses a moment then adds, "can of worms is another expression, it means something's very complicated."
Blurr	"Alcoholic?" Blurr tilts his head to the side a bit. "As in containing alcohol. Isn't alcohol toxic to humans?" he asks. "Or do you just like poisoning yourselves? So what do you say if you're actually thirsty? You just say you're thirsty instead of saying you need a drink?" He nods. "Yeah, I think I've heard the worms one before." He notices a hot dog stand down the street, and points at it. "That looks like it sells hot dogs, that's what you were looking for, right?"
Sarah Rogers	Sarah blinks at that, "I.. uh.. I guess it is." she stammers, "I suppose a lot of drugs are. I think I'm starting to understand why Mom and Pop got so angry at us for breaking into the liquor cabinet." She sighs. "But.. It would take a lot to kill us, we pass out way before that happens. And before that, drinking it gives us a buzz.. I mean, it makes you feel really good, makes you stop worrying about everything. It also makes it harder to think straight. I hope this is making sense, I'm not intentionally trying to confuse you anymore."
Blurr	"Oh!" The avatar's face lights up a little. "Like engex does when we turn off our FIM chips. Sometimes you do that, if you've got your axles in a twist or something, and you need to loosen up your sockets." Blurr explains. "'Mom and Pop'? Is that what you call your parents?" he asks, thinking that sounded kind of funny. "But why would you want to pass out?"
Sarah Rogers	"We don't have axles or sockets. Or whatever FIM chips are, but that sounds like the same sort of thing. Most of the time we don't intend to pass out, but some people drink to excess." Sarah nods. "Do any of you guys ever go too far with engex? And yeah, That's what I call call my parents. people tell me Pop is old fashioned, but Pop.. my father grew up in the 30's and 40's, and that's what you called your father back then, it kinda of rubbed off on me."
Blurr	Blurr smirks a little bit. "To say the least, yeah, if we disable our FIM chips. Fuel Intake Modulator, that is. Some people think it's stupid. I do it...sometimes. But not often, because I can't handle it as well as some of the bigger mechs, heh. You have to sacrifice some, to be as fast as I am." He brags. "Oh, huh. I just thought it sounded like something popping off or breaking or something."
Sarah Rogers	Sarah laughs, "English is a terrible langage, the same word can mean lots of different things. Pop is short for Pappa, which is another word for father from some other language.. who can keep track of it all!? Maybe I should take you out for an engex sometime.. seeing an autobot drunk would be amazing!" She grins.
Blurr	"Drunk, is that what you call it?" Blurr arches a brow at her. "Weird. Well anyway it's hard to actually get me 'drunk', I usually just stasis lock if I've had too much without my FIM on." he chuckles. "Eh." he shrugs at the comments about English. "Neocybex is like that too in some ways. I'm sure most languages are, in fact."
Sarah Rogers	"I think we've gotten a little off subject.. but I never thought giant robots would be that similar to Humans." Sarah muses, "That being said, Have I at least convinced you that you have a lot to learn if you want to get really good at passing for a human?
Blurr	"I--well--hmph." The avatar folds its arms. "I'm--I know what I need to know." Then he sighs. "But, I guess I do have a lot to learn. I didn't spend as much time on Earth as some of the others did." Blurr finally admits. "So I guess I'm not as knowledgeable as someone like Jazz. Well, he actually does research. And I don't." To be frank, he doesn't really pay much attention to human cultural things at all.
Sarah Rogers	"I guess that counts as a yes." Sarah smirks, "I need to come up with a way to immerse you in human culture in a way that'll hold your attention." She ponders, "Maybe we could enter you in a race while your Avatar watches from the stands?"
Blurr	It's a begrudging 'yes', because it's hard to get Blurr to admit to stuff like that. Yeah, he has a monstrous ego. He smirks at the idea of a race. "A race against human vehicles? Haha." Yeah, that ego is showing again, now. "They'd be venting my exhaust fumes the entire time." Then he sobers a little bit. "Besides, uh--it might not be safe. You see, whenever I use the holoform, I have to connect a portion of my sensor array to it in order to actually see, feel, and hear through it. And that means, I have to divide my attention between in half. Usually that isn't much of a problem, as long as I don't have to do anything too attention-demanding on both ends at the same time. As it is, racing is pretty demanding, even without having to hold a conversation with someone and focus on looking normal with this thing at the same time. And if I crash into anyone--well let's just say they're going to be the ones taking the most damage."
Sarah Rogers	"Huh.." Sarah says with a bit of disappointment, "Between being a robot and being a speed demon I thought you'd be better at multitasking. But yeah, I'm sure you'd have no problem winning." She smirks, "In the meantime.. I need to get soome food in me, and I wanna work on coming up with a lesson plan.. or reasonable facsimilie of for you. I'll get in touch over the uniuon comms and we'll set sdsomething up, sound good?"
Blurr	Psh! What was that, a jab? Blurr looks a little shocked. "Excuse me, I'm -plenty- good at multitasking, the only reason I can even carry on some kind of semblance of conversation with you and understand all your culture cliches and colloqualisms is -because- I can scan your 'World Wide Web' faster than your fleshy heart can beat, but paying attention to two places at once while moving faster than the speed of sound is a bit of a different story. I mean, I could -do- it, but when other human lives are involved and potentially at risk it's not something I'm willing to compromise on. Like I said, all these 'normal' things like human body language and posture and facial expressions don't just come naturally to me the way they do for you. I actually have to have like fine-tuned control over the avatar program so that it doesn't look like a creepy stoic statue with a voice coming out of it." And finally the rant ends. Though it probably in truth didn't actually last -that- long given how fast he has a habit of talking, especially when he gets a bit riled up. "Right, sure, we'll talk." Pff, lesson plan. He chuckles.
Sarah Rogers	"Okay Okay I get it! I'm sorry!" Sarah replies as she raises her hands defensively. "It's complicated.. kinda like human culture." She smirks. "I should get going... I've got a lot of work ahead of me, and I'm hungry on top of that."