Here Calls the Spark of Primus.

*Auspex is sitting in a chair in the otherwise empty mess hall of the Castle Outside Time, intent on her datapad. Tessera scurries about the tabletop, exploring with cheerful chiproach single-mindedness*

I am not sure where to start, really. It is a daunting task to catch up with the time I've lost in what has been almost a decivorn and a half...
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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...