Found Family...

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex is again kneeling before the central mosaic, palms flat to the ground, in commune with Primus*

*All the strange things that have come... sparks created from incomplete slivers, more free-sparks, injured sparks that refuse to be comforted... friends that try her patience, assumptions that have been made... Why now, why all at once, like this? Auspex confesses that she is tired, that she can only invest herself emotionally in so many people, before she begins losing herself. Primus is all that she has, to sustain her in this... and she could use some of that, right about now...*

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[random_xtras]

He mentally measures the size of the dent and goes 0_0 even more. "A femme did that?"

Then he blushes slightly and looks downward. "It's not that funny, sir."

[primus_seeress]

*her gaze goes to the dent as well* Apparently, mechs seem to have a much wider variation of structure sizes, where she is from. I've seen them from a mere handsbreadth tall, to... well, Blackout-sized. *she nods at the damaged wall*

*She laughs a little* No, it's not. I will have to thoroughly whine at him later to have it repaired.

[random_xtras]

He makes a bemused face and shakes his head slightly, though his own mouth is twitching at the infectious mirth he's feeling. "Some of the Datacons are tiny, but they're only extensions of their hosts."

Then he cocks his head, optics widening just slightly as he feels a slight disturbance in the thin buzz that's always at the back of his mind. He listens a little longer, then shakes his head again and commits it to the Greatest Creator before turning back to Auspex. "She's a soldier, I take it?"

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex blinks, as she notices his hesitation. He's felt something... she's momentarily distracted by his question, however. She nods* She was, apparently, directly under Megatron. She is still very much a fighter, but she seems to be weary of war, weary of being hunted. I think she's found a good place for herself, in the Nexus.

Are you all right? Something had your attention for a moment. *she tilts her head in curiosity and concern*

[random_xtras]

He's ready to ask more about the big Decepticon femme, but at her question he blinks and wonders how to reply.

-With the truth,- he feels in his spark.

-But I've never told anyone about that.- He frowns slightly.

The laughter he'd been feeling returned. -Auspex is mine.-

"Right," he mutters, then looks at her, still a little uncertain. "I'm fine, I just felt a disturbance in the Song."

[primus_seeress]

*Her optics widen* You... can still sense the song of the Allspark? As a living mech? But... how?

[random_xtras]

A slow nod, and she'll feel his worry about revealing the secret. "It's a very faint buzz at the edge of my awareness."

[primus_seeress]

*She regards him a moment, nodding in understanding* ...not strong enough to overwhelm your living mind, but the spark hears it.

*She pats his hand consolingly* Why does it worry you to reveal that? It is a gift that Primus has given you, a unique talent. And... perhaps a bit of a reason why you came to the Allspark first, before returning here has a fully realized spark.

[random_xtras]

"I know it is," he says quietly. "And I once thought it was something everyone had, but even among the Bridges corp... there are people who try to reach for power, or who teach about Primus without actually knowing him." A memory of chagrin and alarm touches his feelings as he remembers the mech who'd been so convinced that his processor was cracked and who had nearly gotten him removed from the academy and sent to a facility for the damaged.

-And he was wrong. He wasn't focused on me. Let go of that scar so you can work more freely.-

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex grimaces* That is always a problem, among any sentient beings... a wish for power and status over others, in the guise of spirituality. There are some who can hear Primus, and yet they ignore his voice, and pursue their own goals. But some also lack the trust to allow him to do as he wishes; they may otherwise mean well.

...I gather, your gift was taken into question, by those who may not have believed that Primus would give a mech such a sense? Or there was jealousy?

[random_xtras]

"He thought I was damaged on the assembly line and tried to get me committed."

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex's optics widen again* ...oh dear. *she shakes her head* Why didn't he consult with Primus, first? That... was foolhardy. Hopefully the others actually thought to ask first, before making assumptions... *she frowns in disapproval*