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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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The rugged face remains still and unlit, troubled even in repose. Auspex's only reply is the skitter of tiny feet and a small voice babbling joyful greeting that stops short as the Chiproach pauses at the beginning of the hallway to wave her feelers uncertainly.

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"Energy... low." Her optics fade back toward darkness. "Uhhhhh...."

Bob frowns, then thinks of something and vanishes from the doorway.

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"I wanted him to restore her life." His voice holds none of the commanding authority and possessiveness that it once did. "I thought that I could make him do it."

The rugged face crumples as a tiny, lost sound escapes him along with a blast of shame. If he could hide now he would.

An equally tiny sound of sympathy and hopeful joy comes from Auspex's helm.

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"We know very little of you in our reality, save legends," says Oriana softly, sending comfort to her mate even as she twinges softly with awe and embarrassment. "Most of our people believe that you never really existed, and that we were the product of Quintesson factories."

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He's silent for a moment, but then peeks out at her. "He's alright?"

[agent-skywarp.livejournal.com]

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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Hormah herds out the resident innocents, and her voice is heard gently teasing Bob for hiding his carpet under his berth.

Starscream freezes and draws back like a frightened animal, but then hesitantly considers touching the white femme.

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The ghost gives a wary start, and then considers for a moment.

And then Skywarp is suddenly alone in his shell, and there's an uncomfortable feeling floating near the door.

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"Maybe it's cause yer after bein' too much 'o a stuborn 'tard t' see things as ain't right in yer $$@#$#%# face," notes Hormah without looking away from the ghost.

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"What?" the far off echo of a voice sounds wakened from sleep, and its owner radiates confusion for a moment before speaking again. "Oh... Primus's sanctuary?"

[gentle_seekers]

Bob looks around quizzically from where he's standing near the niche that had held Starscream's shell, his brow ridges drawn together in a perplexed frown as Tessera's babble comes from within the niche.

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The Autobot Prime watches as Bob turns and walks into the back hall in response to a small sound from one of the rooms, then flicks his optics back to Auspex, unaware of the spurt of disorientation and fright that also came from that room. His expression is wary and guarded; closed off as he considers her.

Then he bows his head with slight but sincere respect before turning and walking out of the sanctuary without answering.

Soundwave is weeping silently and inwardly as he listens to Primus, his spark a turmoil of questions and emotions. But he speaks quietly as his friend leaves. "Rodimus found Megatron and Oriana inside Unicron the day that the war ended. They needed extensive repair work. As did Starscream."

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"That would be best." He glances toward the door as he settles into a seat, then turns back to her, his grim exterior a sharp contrast to his emotions. "Yes. Skyfire."

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"She was used to verbally fighting back by then. But physically she was no match for him."

Tessera's tiny voice gives a peep of sympathy, and then she starts climbing Auspex's hand.

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Soundwave's optic band flashes with surprise and dismay. "That... does not sound like Megatron at all. Are you sure...." He pauses at a poke of affirmation from Primus, his feelings going to bewilderment and even stronger dismay.

"We need him. If there is no Megatron the Decepticons will have nothing to rally around."

And there you have the answer to Megatron's concern about Soundwave's vengeance. Yes, there is anger about the grey mech's past actions. But to even think of revenge on him is utter folly.