More News of Teletraan; Thrust Worries

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex is attempting to study an obscure text. She is somewhat distracted, still reeling a bit about the recent events, the new friend she lost so soon, and what an enigma he was... as well as the experience of having her innate abilities boosted by a Cybertronian with Mini-Con power-augmenting energy, without the need of the specific port that no one in her universe possesses... and a new dent in the wall that needs repair, introduced by a very large helicopter Cybertronian from a very alien universe. It's... been strange lately, even for her.*

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[random_xtras]

And the presence that was here twice before is here again, and a nearly intangible hand rests gently on her shoulder. Worry and confusion come with the touch, along with apprehension and a desire to protect. But there's faith there too, and even a touch of wry humor.

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex, having sensed his presence a moment before, blinks up at... where someone should be.* Hello? *she notes the emotion with concern*

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"It's just me." Ratchet's voice seems to echo from a distance. The urge to protect strengthens, and someone else is feeling awe and indignation over by the Big Dent. "What happened here, Auspex?"

[primus_seeress]

Ah. Ratchet, hello. What troubles you?

*her optics travel over to the dent... and another ghostly presence? She sighs softly at the former* Ah. Well... a particularly large, and rather nervous Decepticon came here unexpectedly -- both for her, and myself. She ran into the wall by mistake. I've yet to seek out someone who can repair it. Fortunately, it seems to be only cosmetic.

Who is it you've brought with you? *she nods toward the other presence, curious*

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"That'd be me, Priestess," says a deep, warm drawl as warmth and easy affection colours the feelings of the unseen spark, though he too simmers with a bit of uncertainty. "Ironhide."

[primus_seeress]

Ahh. Hello, Ironhide. I've met one of your alternates before; it's good to meet another you. *her optics brighten in amusement*

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"Likewise." He chuckles slightly, then sobers. "Ratchet... jes' spill it, buddy."

Ratchet spikes with annoyance, not liking to be pushed.

[primus_seeress]

*Her expression returns to quiet concern, as she glances between the two free-sparks* Has something happened?

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Ratchet's voice is so soft as to be nearly an echo of a memory as he says promptly, not wanting to cause her anxiety, "Teletraan's gone."

[primus_seeress]

*She's silent for a long moment, slowly taking in this news*

Gone..? From the Allspark? But... where? Why? *she's not certain if she should be relieved, or more worried. Given the strange nature of his spark, this could be a bad thing...* Do you think... he's all right?

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"I don't know." His voice strengthens. "I think he has to be... the boss would say something otherwise, but all I'm getting from him right now is 'wait'."

His anxiety spikes. There's a very unhappy young spark back in the Matrix right now, and he's worried about the other kid himself.

[primus_seeress]

Hmm...

*she nods minutely* Well... as much as I'd like to do something, 'wait' is 'wait'. I'm not entirely sure what Primus is doing, in this. It will ultimately be for our good, I'm sure of it... but this road is hard, and I, for one, am already feeling weary. How are the others taking it?

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He sighs, then asks for strength and slowly hoves into sight, the hand on her shoulder becoming more solid. "Spike's pretty upset. Starscream was all ready to call up a search party."

"Till Prima jumped on 'er 'n held 'er down," murmurs Ironhide ruefully.

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex looks up at Ratchet, as he becomes visible, frowning unhappily* I... don't know. I'm making very little sense of anything surrounding that Teletraan, I'm afraid. Hopefully we will learn more, soon...

...her? *Auspex's optics widen. She blinkblinks. Well... this is the multiverse they're dealing with... but that is one of the stranger alternates of anyone, that she's ever heard of. Moving on...*

Where would you even look? The multiverse is infinite... *she sighs, feeling a little defeated for the moment*

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"Well...." The former CMO frowns. "Why would he be in a reality other than our own? Or the Nexus?"

"Yeah. 'Her'." Ironhide feels of curiosity at her surprise. Ratchet hasn't told him about the male Starscream that he and Panacea met in the Nexus.

[primus_seeress]

*She shakes her head* I have no idea. Why would he not be with Rodimus' people, either? *and again, as Ratchet said, Primus is not forthcoming. Well... okay... she attempts to quell the anxiety*

...I've met, or heard of, several alternates and parallels of Starscream... all were male. Hearing of a female counterpart... baffles me, considerably.

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Ratchet sighs and rubs the back of his neck, then looks over at his friend, who is still invisible to Auspex's optics. "Yeah... I met one the other day. He didn't seem like a bad guy. For a Screamer."

Ironhide's feelings amount to 'ewwww'. "Jes' don't tell me ya ever met a gal me."

Ratchet can't help it. He laughs.

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex's optics brighten in slight amusement* He -- or she, as well, most likely -- is abrasive most of the time, treacherous and hateful at worst... but surprisingly loyal, and a refuge of strength, at the best of times. I call at least one Starscream a friend.

I can't say that I have, Ironhide. That doesn't mean there aren't any, somewhere, but I am ignorant of them. *her smile is lightly jesting*

[startactician.livejournal.com]

A quiet chuckle comes from the air outside the sanctuary gate. "Loyal? A refuge of strength? You are as beautifully naive as always, priestess."

Out of the air steps a coneheaded jet, his pink optics glinting with amusement. Yes, he sees the spectre Autobot talking to Auspex, but he's hardly going to let death serve as an excuse for slander.

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Both ghosts look at him without surprise, though Ironhide continues invisible to living optics.

"I wouldn't call myself beautiful or naive," says Ratchet. "But I'd say the same about the femme I know."

"Lousy cheat at poker, though," mutters Ironhide, secure in his inaudibility.

[startactician.livejournal.com]

"You're hardly beautiful, Autobot, but Starscreams are the same all over." Metal plating hides Thrust's face but it's quite clear he's smirking. "Fools and cowards."

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex looks up, as she senses a new presence. She directs a glance of very slight, irritated amusement at Thrust. She's heard this before, and is familiar with his way of thinking*

Hello, Thrust. You are being uncharitable, you know; you know a Starscream who has not yet died. Death taught him -- *she breaks off, glancing at Ratchet again* --or her... many things about what is important in life. Besides, he is fiercely loyal to Dreadmoon, is he not? *she gives him a somewhat pointed look*

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"Before ours died the last time she was part of Rodimus Prime's circle of friends. My second gen creation saw her as an aunt."

"She's still a lousy cheater...."

[startactician.livejournal.com]

"Then you had better count your creations the next time 'she' is around, lest you find one's gone missing." Thrust swaggers towards them, ignoring Ironhide for now. He won't let on what he knows just yet.

"And you have it backwards, Auspex. Dreadmoon is fiercely loyal to Starscream--Starscream would drop Dreadmoon like a piece of wet slag if given a reason to. He keeps no one."

[primus_seeress]

*Amusement is sliding toward disapproval, very quickly. Her voice is quietly reproachful* He is bonded to him. One does not take on a bond lightly... not even him, I would think.

The one I consider a friend, resisted and refused the call of the Allspark, when he so badly wanted rest... for the sake of his still-living mate, and in order to ease the suffering of my free-spark charge, who was tortured by an agent of Unicron. He knows the value of peace, the value of strength, and the value of loyalty. Do not belittle his sacrifice.

*She glances back at Ratchet* I'm rather glad to hear that. She, also, learned what is valuable.