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[lifepersists]

[ Like every medic, First Aid has had his hands full. He's sort of... numb to deaths though. It was kind of his job and all and certainly he's seen plenty after Delphi. At most, he feels some remorse. ]

Those of you who still have not received medical attention, there is still room at the medbay for repairs. If you can't make it to there, please let me know. I'm more than willing to respond to 'house calls'. Please don't ignore your injuries.

[ He rubs his hands together. ]

I... I'm sorry to all those who have lost people dear to them. If there is anything I can do to assist, let me know.

I think, maybe, everyone might benefit from a memorial service.


I... wasn't able to help Ironfist in the end but... I wanted to thank you for helping me try.

[/Perceptor]



We've never spoken before. I guess I really didn't need to before. I'm First Aid.

[ Hello, he is one of yours, okay. ]

There are some things I could value some answers on. And advice as well.

[/Megatronus]

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[sciencetank]

I hardly mind.

It's a tank, actually. A smaller, less armored vehicle wouldn't have survived long periods of exposure to the storms in the Sea of Rust.

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[lifepersists]

I didn't want to assume, but I figured.

The Sea of Rust. Did you spend much time on Cybertron?

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[sciencetank]

You're quite observant, actually.

Indeed. Up until I arrived here, I hadn't left the planet at all, really. Little reason to. Plenty of fuel and research to be had, on Cybertron itself, without gallivanting about the universe.

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[lifepersists]

A skill many are lacking in.

[ He can do dry sass too, you know. ]

Plenty of fuel. On Cybertron. [ He has to snort at that. ] You must be either young or lucky. Our planet was made uninhabitable ages ago by Thunderwing. Until recently, no cybertronian dared stay there for long.

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[sciencetank]

Terminally so.

[Oh look they can sass at each other.]

Well. There was. Until Megatron got the bright idea to taint the entire planetary core with dark energon! Then it was all rationing and shortages.

Though I wouldn't say I'm young. It would seem the period of time in which the war began differs from universe to universe... it hasn't been terribly long since the fighting started -- and we were in the process of evacuation when I was... detained here.

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[lifepersists]

Judging from how bustling the medbay is all the time, sure is.

[ Sass-sempai. ]

Dark energon. [ Optic ridge goes up. ]

True, true. I'm about four million, rounding down. Some people here are twice that, I think.

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[sciencetank]

Ah. Good one.

[Sass-kouhai.]

Indeed. A rather... melodramatic name for it, isn't it? An infectious, addictive substance, far as I can understand. Corrupts nearly everything it touches, warps it. Cybertron did not survive the assault.

Isn't it strange? How time can warp itself in such a manner?

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[lifepersists]

Addictive yet corruptive. Isn't every drug? [ Hm. ] I'm sorry. About your Cybertron. It could get better. Ours did.

It's strange, but I'm not entirely surprised. It's not an unknown concept. Mechs have written fiction about it since forever. And there are already all sorts of different things about us. Our lifespans seem to vary as much as our frames.

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[sciencetank]

I hadn't thought of it in that light. Though... mm. Yes, I suppose it is a rather fitting application of the term, isn't it? [TANK SHRUG.] In millions of years, apparently, Cybertron itself predicted it would be able to repair itself. Though, whether or not such a time frame is accurate remains to be seen.

Fiction, certainly. But fact?

This is the first I've ever heard of such a thing occurring. It's fascinating, however. Isn't it?