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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 squeaks a bit at the sudden rush of fear, dropping her hand to his shoulder, again, which she squeezes reassuringly* Don't. Primus accepts you in your shortcomings, as he does in all your other aspects. There is never a reason to fear his wrath. He thinks more of you than you know.

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He flinches. And then Megatron, the epitome of Decepticon pride and self possession, is weeping quietly and brokenly.

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex's optics are glowing brightly with shock and shared pain. Never had she imagined seeing this much open sorrow and defeat on this face, fusion or not, and it's spark-wrenching to see it. She takes his hand with both of hers, softly smoothing it with her fingers, tone gentle and consoling* You have not failed, you've simply taken the wrong approach. Now you are where you should be, where Primus has brought you, and you are no less for it. Now you are ready to listen to him, and I will serve you as I can, in that. You are not defeated, you are redirected.

[random_xtras]

A soft wisp of compassion and strong love weaves its way through his weary storm of pain as Oriana finally stirs unsteadily, and then says softly, "He's ready to listen. Please talk to him."

Megatron manages a nod, then offlines his optics and shakes with the force of that near-silent grief as he clings to Auspex's hand pleadingly.

[primus_seeress]

*Auspex sighs a little, nodding her agreement. Bowing her head over his hand, she allows Primus' presence to fill her awareness, gathering his essence to her, taking comfort in it, herself. After a moment of commune and centering, she allows the presence to grow beyond her, drifting gently to the shared spark of Oriana and Megatron, where it curls like a soothing cloud.*

*Calm, consolation... Megatron, child of mine, do not despair...*

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Megatron flinches again at the touch, but then physically calms, though the emotional pain continues.

"She's... gone," he whispers, his head turning slightly. "C... Creator... Master... I failed... her."

And then he remembers what else he's done to Starscream and starts to weep again, wishing that he could set Oriana free and barely hearing her faint but stern rebuttal of the thought.

[creatorofsparks.livejournal.com]

*A sense of peace, acceptance, acknowledgment... there is much Megatron did to harm Starscream, but he has learned.. there was only one way to learn this lesson, though the way was hard... rest now, Megatron is where he needs to be, now... Starscream is not gone, she is in my care, always in my care..

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"Please... we need her." Newborn empathy rises at thought of his communications officer's loss.... He thinks of losing Oriana, and even though he'd been willing to give her up moments ago- and would still do so- the thought of her being gone fills him with pain despite the comfort he feels at Primus' presence. "Soundwave needs her."

[creatorofsparks.livejournal.com]

*Reassurance, I know, have peace... Starscream is not lost.. one of my children, one who has had a life much like hers, befriended her, brought her to her mate.. he knows her status, has spoken with her... the others are worried for Megatron, child of mine.. they do not know where he has gone...

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Relief and a relaxing at the first words, startlement at the last bit, and then dismay as he weakly curses himself for not thinking of what the others would think of his unexplained absence. -Someone has to tell them.... (I'm so sorry....)-

[creatorofsparks.livejournal.com]

*Megatron sought to take matters into his hands, to force me to restore her... child, he needed only but to ask, pray, and be watchful.. why did he not speak to me in his spark, why did he squander his energy and worry his people, in seeking to confront me where I dwell..? But still, no harm has come of this, only learning.. the damage done to Starscream was long ago, and Megatron sees where he has fallen short; he should not dwell on what he has done, only take note not to repeat it... Megatron has harmed no one with his absence, though they do worry.. they will understand why, when you come to them...*