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*Auspex is wandering in the wildernesses around her sanctuary. There are times she simply needs to see the sky and stars, and seek Primus in the landscape of her homeworld. She drifts over the plains, utilizing her seldom-used hover vehicle mode. She finds a peculiar outcropping of metal, transforms, and climbs up a little higher, to perch on it, and survey the scenery.*

*She has a suspicion Primus has a purpose for her being here... but doesn't he always? She murmurs a prayer as she watches the serene landscape.*

((originally dated 2006-10-14 23:23:00))
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Date: 2006-10-16 07:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Going back to see Galvatron, you mean? Cyclonus says we should take care of rebuilding first and not bother Galvatron until then, and he's more desperate than me.

*quieter* I think Galvatron's the only one who could have made me stop cowering on the floor.

Date: 2006-10-16 04:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
*smiles in a less bitter fashion, looking almost dreamily at the sky* You have no idea. He's power incarnate, he's everything a Decepticon aspires to be but can never been. *he's charismatic as hell, insanity aside* Void knew what he was doing when he murdered our Galvatron. Cyclonus is smart but he just doesn't have the same power to command an army.

I was terrified and he just knelt on the floor and took my hands...I couldn't stop looking at him. He made me feel stronger just by meeting my gaze.

Date: 2006-10-17 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
I can hope. Without Void, things can only get better. *he looks down again* But it doesn't change the fact that I could barely lift my gun during our final battle against him. I hid.

Date: 2006-10-17 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Too scared. *his fingers fidget about each other* Not used to raising my hand against anyone on Void's side.

Date: 2006-10-17 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
The latter. I wasn't going to let Void take me alive, not again.

Date: 2006-10-17 02:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Jetstorm did whatever Void said. The others didn't care very much, about me or about Void.

Date: 2006-10-17 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
They belong to Void. They're his hands and feet, his guns and shield.

Date: 2006-10-17 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
They aren't frightened. The Stunticronians weren't cruel all that often, but Jetstorm was his foremost torturer. And he was good.

Date: 2006-10-17 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Both. Can we not talk about this?

Date: 2006-10-17 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Not much about it all that wasn't traumatic. It's been...

*he pauses* Most of my life, really. A day before Void, a week and a half before being captured, and a month since he was defeated. Most of my life.

Date: 2006-10-17 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
I try to stay out of their way. I don't like the looks they give me.

Date: 2006-10-17 01:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
They think I'm a coward. Half of them don't trust me and the rest think I'm pathetic.
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