Here Calls the Spark of Primus.

*Auspex wanders from her quarters into the main sanctuary, having just finished a recharge cycle. Indigo optics flicker, before lighting brighter; Primus seems to be indicating that she'll soon have another visitor.*

*She gathers up a datapad or two, and settles down to wait.*

((Following awhile after this happened.))

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Amongst the jagged outcroppings of metal, there is a small, shimmering flicker, almost unnoticeable, unless you were looking for it. There are no optics to be enlightened here, however, as Auspex is suddenly stepping out of it, where nothing was before.

With a little sigh, thoughts still on those she spoke to in the Nexus this time, she makes her way back towards her temple, a short distance away. She walks with caution; she will remember that Choas-servant's 'visit' for a long time to come.

((Pre-requisites: Some references to this thread, when Blackout fought with Oriana Pax, ended up with the RiD Decepticon Commandos, almost died, and had something resembling an out-of-body experience, to summarize very loosely. Also, here is where it was first discovered that Hormah can boost other mechs' power.))

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((Co-written with random-xtras))

Er... well. I was introduced to a human holiday tradition in a rather... unexpected manner. I'm... rather out of sorts. Jetstorm is quite a puzzle.

He has voiced some sort of interest, in the past, but he was half-mad in a chaotic relapse, and I thought that would be the last of it. But now... I'm unsure; I really have no idea how to react to this. It is not the first time someone has expressed an interest in me (in varying degrees of civility)... but it is the first incident in which the one in question is one of my own charges... at least, the first to have proceeded so boldly.

To be honest, I'm somewhat frightened... though I'm not sure if my fear is of him, or of what this may do to his mindset, or how this may affect mine. Primus seems content to remain silent, for now... there is nothing to do, but wait, and watch. And not worry.



((Yes, this incident is a year old. No, I do not want to figure out where this fits in Auspex's continuity (such as it is), not yet, anyway. If RP ever picks up again, it may actually go somewhere, heh.))

This... has been an utter disaster.

I came home to the lingering traces of Chaos, and much fear and anger. Blackstar had come, to leave me reassurance that at least one of Snowcat and Demolishor's sparklets do indeed understand what he did for them. Apparently, a servant of Unicron had come, to cause mischief in this sanctuary, and Blackstar was unfortunate enough to be here when he arrived.

I am more angry than I have been, in a long time... I think I surprised Blackstar and the others. But this is not something I will stand for. I am told, by a spirit from the Allspark, that Unicron is not pleased with his servant -- possibly he acted out of his timing, I do not know -- and so there is a chance this will not happen again, soon. Still, I will be watchful.

I write this quickly, only to make note... Starscream is still here, with his mate, and his alternate self (needless to say, the multiverse is indeed a strange place). All three of them have been dealt grief, through their efforts to restore Blackstar's strength. Blackstar himself has recovered, and has gone away to think on what we have spoken about. Echoshift appears to have left for the moment, though he may yet return.

I must put the sanctuary back in order; the servant of Unicron cast corruption on the mosaics here, and I must remove it, before they begin to decay. A childish prank, but no less deadly dangerous. I have yet to decide what to do with the copy of the Covenant that he left. Smelting it would be satisfying, at this point...

*Auspex sighs wearily, putting the datapad aside, with the drawings, and the crystal. She approaches one of the mosaics, requesting power from Primus, and gingerly touches it. She winces at the sting of Chaos on her fingers, but she methodically begins driving it away, to disperse into nothingness.*

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Auspex has returned to the sanctuary, followed by another version of Ratchet that she has met in the Nexus, who wished to speak with her in a place not quite as... in the middle of everything... as the Nexus is, especially with the Chaos Bringer loitering nearby.

*She stands to the side to let him wander where he will* Whatever you feel led to do here, feel free; if you'd like me to leave you alone for a little while, I will, or I will talk with you, if you'd like to tell me about your troubles. There is no hurry, and there is no judgement of your thoughts or your actions.

*She stands by, patient and unobtrusive*

((Pre-story: Cyclonus visits. Auspex helps Scourge to sever his bond with Void. Parts of this are rated C for Creepy. Spark violation is really not a fun subject. :\ ))

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Auspex has returned to her seat in the main sanctuary, reviewing her most recent notes, and replenishing lost energy via the consumption of an energon cube. Scourge has been unconscious for a good while, but she's let him rest; after the pain of cutting a bond and the resulting spark-tear, he needs it. She could use some rest, herself, but Primus has told her to remain alert, and so she is, more or less.

*Auspex is wandering in the wildernesses around her sanctuary. There are times she simply needs to see the sky and stars, and seek Primus in the landscape of her homeworld. She drifts over the plains, utilizing her seldom-used hover vehicle mode. She finds a peculiar outcropping of metal, transforms, and climbs up a little higher, to perch on it, and survey the scenery.*

*She has a suspicion Primus has a purpose for her being here... but doesn't he always? She murmurs a prayer as she watches the serene landscape.*

((originally dated 2006-10-14 23:23:00))

*Auspex is in the main hall of the sanctuary, putting another entry into her journal. She is alert for visitors, as always*

I had thought that my last encounter with Unicron was unpleasant.  I'd said it could have been much worse.  I have now discovered how much worse it could have been.  This was something I will not soon forget.
 
To have Chaos incarnate, feeling his way into one's mind with thought tendrils like fingers, tainting what he's touched... *she shivers again, for what seems like the hundredth time* It was far too close, and too painful. No one has ever done such a thing to me, aside from Primus himself, and his presence is welcome. This was pure invasion. Thank you, great lord Primus, my refuge, for keeping me safe!  Otherwise... I doubt I would have lived through that.  Thank you also for bringing me solace.


((originally dated 2006-10-19 14:04:00))