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[primus_seeress]

*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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[primus_seeress]

*She nods thoughtfully, finding this somewhat awkward, but workable* All right... I'll see if I can help you with that, then.

*she reaches over, carefully propping up Megatron's head with one hand, bringing the toon-emblazoned bottle to his mouth with the other*

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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."

[primus_seeress]

*She shakes her head* You are no trouble; this is why I serve. I am happy to do what little I can for you. *she offers a bit of a smile* You should rest. I will be nearby; if there is anything you need, let me know.

*she sighs at the feedback from Bob. He needs seeing to, also.*

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"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.

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex chuckles softly, reaching up to pat the chiproach gently. She watches her guest(s) for a few minutes more, until she's satisfied that they'll recharge peacefully for awhile. Wandering to the room next door, she peers in, looking for Bob*

[gentle_seekers]

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.

[primus_seeress]

*She raises a brow in surprise at his... unusual location* Bob? *she approaches the birth and kneels to peek underneath* Why are you down there? My guest is resting, he'll be all right. What about you?

*She's still somewhat concerned about the dead seeker in the alcove in the main sanctuary, but she'll have to stay where she's at. Bob doesn't need to deal with that.*