Here Calls the Spark of Primus.

((A log in which Auspex dreams about meeting with Kup, and learns the fate of an old acquaintance. Also, Kup arrives at the Castle Outside Time.))

*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))

*Auspex returns from the Nexus, looking rather shaken.   She immediately makes a beeline to the central mosaic, and kneels before it, fingers poking absently at the tilework.  Optics dimmed, she turns to Primus.*

My lord and Creator... I have encountered a... rather disturbing event while I was in the Nexus today.  An Autobot named Bumblebee came to the Nexus, asking a rather sensitive question, reguarding Daniel, and Cureall, apparently, although he made a few hints about Wheelie as well.  I'm still not entirely sure what it was all about, but suffice it to say that Bumblebee was not being entirely tactful.   I've noticed that Perceptor has developed a very close relationship with Cureall, similar to those who were created as siblings.  Daniel's father was quite upset at what Bumblebee was proposing, and, it was quite evident when Perceptor arrived, that he was angry as well, but to a rather frightening extent, given his personality.  You've revealed to me that something is greatly troubling Perceptor, though I do not know the exact nature of the problem.  But he nearly threatened Bumblebee, and I gently suggested that he stay calm at the same moment Bumblebee decided to flee, and Perceptor ingored me completely and stormed away.  I don't know him terribly well, my lord Primus, but this does not seem consistant with his personality at all.  I am worried about him.   He seems to be hiding a great darkness in his spark, and the damage is starting to show on the surface, and it will only worsen as it continues.  I want to help him, my lord... I need to speak with him, as soon as possible, and I sense that is your will... but I don't know where he has gone.  Please, Lord Primus, tell me where he is.  I want to serve you, and help mend what ails your children.  Please direct me, and, if it is your will that I find Perceptor, allow him to be receptive to your light, as I attempt to serve him and you.

*She falls silent, communicating without words, just allowing Primus to envelope her mind in his presence.  Slowly, concepts begin to form.  Autobot City... grass, trees, a body of water, a strange organic creature, with long legs, a flowing tail, tapered, graceful head, adorned with a single horn... What is that?  Back to the grass, more grass, a slow sense of tracing a path from the entrance of the Autobots' base, over grass, into woods, among great trees, a pond... and a Cybertronian sitting beside it.*  Lord Primus, show me the way,  be with me.  Let my words be what you would have me say.  Guide me, so I will not lose my way. 

*She silently communicates with her god for a few more moments, centering herself, before activating her optics.  She is greatful that Perceptor showed her how to get to the Autobot base, after the ordeal with Void, or she might not have been able to find him at all...  Stepping out of the sanctuary again, she begins her little journey.

*Auspex kneels before the main mosaic in the floor, palms to the ground, lightly fingering the metal shards of tile, deep in prayer.*

Lord Primus, you have brought me two Cybertronians -- an Autobot named Cureall, one of Rodimus Prime's people, and a Decepticon called Thrust, formerly of the Armada universe, now with the First Generation.  By your grace, I ministered to them, and I pray that my words will be taken to heart, and be of some reassurance.

Cureall has told me of this dark corruption of your Chosen One, this Rodimus Void, who haunts her people, both Autobot and Decepticon.  I cannot imagine... your Matrix, its power, in the hands of the Chaos Bringer.  I admit that the idea terrifies me, my lord.  I fear that Rodimus Prime and your Matrix will only make an even match with Void, and be unable to overpower him.  I humbly ask that, if they accept the aid I have offered, you will use me to lend Rodimus and his people strength, bear your  light, and strengthen the connection between Rodimus, the Matrix, and yourself.   I pray for Cyclonus, who was abducted by Void.  His people fear for his life, and more, as even a clean death is not something Void would provide for him, as the ghastly trophies he carries would attest.  I pray that you will reassure Cyclonus, let him feel your presence with him.  Please, sustain him through his ordeal, strengthen his will, and deliver him safely back to his people.  Give his people, of both factions, hope and courage in the trials to come.  I pray that Rodimus Void will be stopped, and be unable to return and continue these ways of terror.  And most of all, I pray that the results would bring more Cybertronians back to your spark-light, my dear lord.

I talked at length with Thrust, lord Primus..  *Auspex sighs* He is tormented by fear, unable to trust, unable to break the pattern of deceit that has become apparent in his life over the years.  You have given him a new birth, a new life, and a purpose; you have shown your forgiveness.  Please, let him see it for what it is, and don't let him waste it.  I see signs of a fledgling trust forming between him and his mate; I pray that it will grow stronger, more resilient, and that it will teach him the meaning of truth, which he so desperately needs.  And he trusts me, lord, out of respect for you... perhaps I too can be of use in teaching him this lesson.  Also, I pray for the relationship between him and Dreadmoon's other bondmate; an arrangement such as that often leads to jealousy, and, if this mech is who I suspect he is, it was almost an inevitability.  Please, help things remain peaceful between them, and perhaps they will at least come to a grudging truce.  I pray for Dreadmoon himself as well; I don't know anything about him or his function, but I do know he doesn't believe in you, and he is missing your light in his life.  Give him a sense of loss for you that he can identify, and also grant him patience with and understanding of his two bondmates, as they acclimatize themselves to the other.

My lord, I pray these things with the confidence that you have heard me, and that you have influence over all of my people, and can bring these things to pass if you will it so.  Use me as you will, cleanse me with your light, so that I may shed your light upon my fellow Cybertronians.  You have my love eternal, lord Primus.

*Auspex activates her optics and stands, casting one last fond glance at the mosaic, and the god underneath the planet's surface, before retreating to her living space, to await who or what Primus may send to this sanctuary.*