primus_seeress | Seeing Scourge Again

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Seeing Scourge Again

*the priestess is attempting to study, but she feels restless, somehow. Primus seems to be telling her that she's waiting for someone, or something... but is no more specific than that, no matter how much she questions him.*

*She sighs a bit, setting her work aside for the moment; she's made little progress, anyway. She centers herself on Primus, attempting to reduce this feeling of distraction.*

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*Auspex stands somewhat frozen for a few moments, torn* He is a good leader... though I'd hoped this truce would allow him more time. Perhaps it will, yet.

Void is so wretched... *she bows her head slightly* Why did he take even the comfort of touch away from you? I would offer you solace- *she hesitantly gestures toward his shoulder, but doesn't actually touch him* -but I doubt you would find it consoling... and that hurts me. He's taken one of my means of healing from me, and I hate that. *she frowns unhappily*

Scourge very delicately takes her wrist and guides her hand so it's lying on his shoulder. "It's all right," he answers softly. "I'm better. I can deal with it if you don't move too suddenly."

He doesn't want her upset because of him.

*she very slowly comes closer a step, and pats him gently on the shoulder, with a little, grateful smile* I don't wish to cause you discomfort, though...

*She senses this willingness to humor her, and shakes her head slightly* It's not your fault; you know that. It's much more important for you to feel safe, than for me to feel like I'm helping you, if I am not. I know you are improving... but I regret that it's not something that can be solved with the same sort of finality as severing a twisted bond, or I would. *her optics dim slightly*

"I don't think it's ever really going to be solved, Auspex. It's just me getting better at coping." He doesn't even flinch as she pats his shoulder, although it's apparent he wouldn't be able to do it if she touched him without warning. "I don't mind, really. You can touch."

*she tilts her head thoughtfully, still patting his shoulder* If I hugged you... would that be too forward? If I moved slowly, that may make you more uncomfortable. Probably... I shouldn't. But... *she chuckles a little at herself, self-deprecating* I always feel like you need one.

"Hey, if it makes you feel better?" Scourge spread his arms a bit, a formidable effort in itself, and held his position, waiting nervously for whatever a priestess hug might entail. "Go right ahead."

*Auspex is somewhat surprised, but she is also pleased at the amount of strength he's showing. She hesitates at his nervousness, however; will this affect his fear worse than it will help her feel less useless? But, then... mild fear is all right, he needs to overcome that.*

*She decides to risk it. The hand on his shoulder remaining, she comes a bit closer, lifting her other arm to wrap carefully around his side, being particularly conscientious of his wings, to avoid bumping them inadvertantly. She pauses, to make sure he's not too frightened*

Scourge bows his head slightly and rests it against her shoulder, feeling their energy signatures overlap. She's familiar to him and feels almost like Primus, which is something that terrifies him but in small doses can be generally tolerated.

One dark arm curls hesitantly around her back.

*Assured that he's not panicking, she settles lightly, and very gently pats his back, still wary of the wings. She rests her head against his helm* There now. Are you all right? You are much calmer than I expected; I am quite relieved.

"Been, um, been practicing. With Cyclonus." He mumbles his words, sounding horribly embarrassed about even admitting that they'd gotten something done. Bad enough everyone whispering behind his back and forgetting he could hear...

*Auspex laughs softly, though she is mindful of his embarrassment. She gives his shoulder another pat, before withdrawing her arms. She begins to move a few respectful steps back*

That's a good thing, though; you need the encouragement, and I'm so glad you're able to allow so much already. But... *her brow furrows* the others make you nervous?

Scourge delicately releases her again, folding his wings back in a bit. That hadn't really been so bad. "Others always make me nervous," he says with a slight shrug.

*She frowns a little* That's not exactly what I meant... *she pauses again, to review what she's sensed* The others... talk about you two? *she blinks*

More awkward shifting of shoulders and curling of wings. "Yeah. They..." His hands run over each other. "Used to be I'd be in there a lot just to look at him, to know he was there and alive and safe. And people talked. And now they talk a lot more."

*She nods quietly, though her brow furrows* But you're triad-mates, it shouldn't be that unusual to them, should it? I don't see why they should care whether you're watching him recharge or... much more imaginative things that they seem to be conjuring up. Is it just mean-spiritedness, or is it some sort of emotional reaction to what you've all been through? It's not always easy to tell. *she frowns at her own lack of insight in this situation*

"There's some who just make dirty jokes about it, but I can deal with that. But some of the Autobots...they think he's taking advantage of me. Cause I'm not strong enough to disobey him." And that hurts more than anything, because not only does it insult him, it's basically accusing Cyclonus of using coercion for his own perverse ends.

*Auspex's optics widen, and she finds herself wincing* Oh dear. They don't realize..? He's one of your primary motivations for recovery! And... it sounds as though they have very little faith in Cyclonus' trustworthiness, despite truce... *she shakes her head, somewhat agitated*

Scourge sighs heavily. He wants to go find a place to sit down now, maybe do a bit of curling up, make himself feel more secure.

"He's a Decepticon, Auspex. I guess some of them haven't realized...he's different, he wouldn't do that. You know that and I do."

But if he did? Scourge would die for him. A few something elses would be nothing.

*she shakes her head, with a little sigh of her own* I am rather tired of people judging others solely by faction, rather than personal integrity. But vorns worth of prejudice do much harm...

*she trails off a bit as she reads him, distracted* They misunderstand your devotion to him as a form of fear. And... *she frowns apologetically, noting his discomfort* I'm afraid I'm only depressing you, talking about this.

"No, it's..." Scourge scratches at the back of his head. "They know I'd do anything for Cyclonus. So they think Cyclonus tries to make me...do anything for him. You know? He wouldn't, but they think it."

*she nods slowly, answering softly* I know... Fear, or blind adoration, are both of concern to them, I suppose. It's foolish of them to conclude that, and foolish to talk about it within earshot. Not that you cannot function without him, but you need the stability that his presence and your bond lend to you. I hope no one gets it in their mind to 'rescue' you. *she frowns*

"A few have tried to take me aside and give me some sort of...supportive talk, let me know I don't have to, garbage like that." He scowls disdainfully at the very idea.

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