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*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.*

Date: 2008-04-30 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Scourge gently wraps his fingers around her hands, touching them ever so lightly and tenatively. He nods in agreement. "The...it forced me to take it to its dimension. I didn't know what to do."

Date: 2008-04-30 07:27 am (UTC)
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"I think he was just there." Ratchet scowls slightly. "She'd gone to see her creation."

Then he puts an arm around her shoulders in a quick hug. "But I'm just here to give you a quick update. Spike was with us when we came to get Kup, and he's seen his sister now. And... I felt Teletraan when I was there, so he's in the capital."

He steps back then, giving Scourge an encouraging smile.

Date: 2008-04-30 07:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Scourge avoids his gaze, still holding hands with Auspex. "Yeah. Went to ask Ratchet for help but it stopped me and made me use the PINpoint. Didn't even know what was going on."

Date: 2008-04-30 08:03 am (UTC)
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Ratchet's mouth falls open with surprise at her words about Teletraan, but then he closes it and nods. "Everyone saw him. And... Primus should kick her in the aft, but anyway. I have to go. Be safe, alright? And you too, Scourge."

A last grin. And there are suddenly only two Transformers in the sanctuary.

Date: 2008-04-30 08:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] corruptedhope.livejournal.com
Scourge relaxes rather obviously once Ratchet disappears. "It wasn't Galvatron," he mutters, clutching her hands a bit closer. "It was something...different. And short, for some reason."

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