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Auspex ([personal profile] primus_seeress) wrote2008-07-15 10:33 pm

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*Auspex PINpoints in, the Megatron/Oriana fusion, as well as the female Starscream's shell, in tow.

She hasn't had much practice with the teleportation devices, and finds herself in the main sanctuary, rather than a guest room, and Megatron's too heavy to move very far; she can only prop him up against the wall in one of the quiet niches scattered here and there around the room. Starscream's frame, though smaller, is no easier; Auspex does, at least, manage to tug her shell into the neighboring niche.

Deciding that's the best she can do, she hurries to retrieve an energon cube from her store, returning momentarily, to crouch beside Megatron. If she can coax him into something approaching a functional state, he may drink it. Otherwise, she'll have to find a fuel port, and poking around on an unfamiliar mech's persons is not something she's terribly fond of doing. This is assuming, of course, that he's merely low on energy, and not worse...*

*She sighs softly* Megatron? Oriana? I hope you have some reserves, somewhere...
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-07-23 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
As Auspex tips the bottle Oriana triggers the intake pump and gives a content sigh as the fuel flows into her tank. Then her optics flicker wearily as she finishes and the white femme takes the bottle away. "We're... poor guests."
Edited 2008-07-23 04:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-07-23 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"We will," says Oriana softly, optics going offline as Auspex lays her back. "Thank... you...."

The emotions of the fused sparks steady, one protective, loving, and strong, and the other still softly dripping sadness even as it responds to the peace of its creator and begins to heal.

Bob, on the other hand is loud with his fear and sympathetic sorrow.

"Auspex!" the tiny voice from her helm interrupts itself to say brightly.
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
At first there seems to be no sight of him, but then the shadows beneath his berth move. He's there, wrapped in his carpet as he prays and weeps quietly.
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-25 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
He's silent for a moment, but then peeks out at her. "He's alright?"
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-25 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
"A... ghost?" He frowns with confusion, then sighs and hides his face, sparking with slight embarrassment. "I'm always afraid. I was afraid he wasn't going to be alright... that he'd die like the one he tried to own."
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-26 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"But... what are they?" He lifts his head and looks at her askance, clenching the hand that she patted as though to grasp the comfort. "Wait... transition to the Allspark... someone dead who didn't go away?" His optics widen. "That must be scary."
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-26 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I... meant scary for them." His optics widen further as he starts to shake. "Some of them are mean??"
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-27 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
His hand turns to gently squeeze hers, and then he's carefully pushing her aside so that he can squirm out from under his berth.

"Why did his second stay?" he asks once he's gotten out and is sitting with his back to the bed.
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-27 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Bob frowns deeply, then shivers and pulls his carpet around his shoulders, fingers grasping the thick material tightly. "Why didn't she run away, if he was hurting her? ...Primus can fix her. Right?"
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-27 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
The purple Seeker shudders fearfully, ducking his head as he looks at her. He's not sure what to say, but at last he offers a quiet, "I hope she does."

[identity profile] agent-skywarp.livejournal.com 2008-07-27 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
In the flash of a PINpoint, the peace of the sanctuary is disturbed by two - three new arrivals.

Outwardly undamaged, Skywarp's systems are still shaken and reeling from the occasional burst of feedback. The normally poised Decepticon is unsteady on his feet and leaning against Hormah without knowing it. She's the one leading the way, and he dislikes that... but right now he can't even control his own systems.

And this must be where Auspex lives. He tries to focus on their surroundings as a distraction from the infuriating presence in his shell. The hybrid had better be right about this.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-07-27 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Hormah steers him toward the hallway and the guest rooms, aiming toward an empty one as she scans their surroundings.

Then she pauses slightly before continuing. "Meggy's here already."
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[personal profile] gentle_seekers 2008-07-28 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Bob watches her go, then steels himself and gets up sans carpet to peek after her and see what's happening.

[identity profile] agent-skywarp.livejournal.com 2008-07-28 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Who?" Skywarp gives Hormah a blank look.

Auspex's entrance registers with him, then. His optics brighten at the sight of her. "Auspex. I've been... hijacked." Yes, he can still feel that Starscream sitting in his shell like a lump of hardened sludge. He shudders, optics dimming again.

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