re_alignment | [Audio] [Transmission Originating from: Solian Temple]

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✘ tf: bayverse | barricade (crau)

[Audio] [Transmission Originating from: Solian Temple] - First Offense

[There’s a low, frustrated sigh and for a long moment, that’s all there is. Then, someone starts speaking.]

So. I’m dragged to some other Cybertron, go through hours of paperwork, and get dumped on the street. Then I drop off the face of that Cybertron onto a space station in the middle of nowhere and get dumped in a pile of junk that I have to crawl out of.

Now I drop off the face of the station and wind up here with someone in a hood telling me I’m on Cybertron. Again. Not even the same Cybertron, some other Cybertron.

I was in the middle of something! Very important things! [Bartending and best friend things!]

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Well, then you're used to this, at least. Got a databurst more than the rest of us.

[Elita's amused, and it's probably easily audible in her voice. It's not that she's not sympathetic to the problem itself, but... ]

[He snorts quietly, mostly amused.]

Hasn't really done me much good in the past, I'm afraid. Just 'now you are here and stuck, good luck with that'.

From what you've said, however, this Cybertron seems... better than the other two places, if only marginally.

[She tilts her helm, unseen, and makes a thoughtful noise.]

Though, if you've been at the other two places for a while, you'd have built up connections... You said you were busy?

[She supposed even a place that wasn't "home" would become somewhere to "live" and make connections and friends at, at least, especially after a while.]

Starting to look vaguely better, but...

[His engine chuffs low.]

I left a lot back on Sacrosanct - the station. A business, and... and friends. Folks that need me. [One, anyway.] I'd lost most of what I had on the Cybertron before I left there, but I didn't want to be the one ditchin' my people on the station.

[And he'd thought he could finally start over there. Only one other Tyran, but a chance for something better. Or new, at least.]

[There's a faint, frustrated growl from Elita's engine, because yes. That issue of leaving things behind.]

Maybe... when we get some way to return where we come from, you could be sent back there, instead of your original dimension? I'm more worried about the time we're losing like this.

[Sure, the Graviton wasn't on a world-saving mission or anything dramatic like that, but time, nonetheless, is still slipping away.]

I am too. Problem with this is that y'never know what's going on back there while you're stuck somewhere like here. Hopefully this ain't gonna be forever.

[Things might be quiet for a while at the station, but not for long, he's sure.]

You said you'd been elsewhere before you ended up on that station; how did it work with what was happening in your original dimension?

[Maybe that would give some clue, or were places where dimensions sort of... converged an exception? Or, maybe time simply passed, and--- She'd rather not think about that.]

It got complicated. Was in my dimension and dropped onto the other Cybertron. Then the natives shipped me back t'my dimension and I dropped onto the station. And from there I got sent here.

[It's... slightly nuts, he knows. But at least he's managed to parse everything.]

... That's... the least of it. [Her optics flicker, dims and brightens as she listens and then shakes her helm in amazement as much as incredulity.]

I hope you can go where you want to, and either not have lost any time at all [which, really, all of them wants], or as little as possible.

But, between all that... dimension hopping, how much time passed in your own?

[She's not sure any workable conclusion or hope should be taken from however he answers, but still...]

I hope so too. Last thing I need is scrap gettin' really crazy on the station while I'm gone.

[Like more zombies, or an invasion by the planet natives and their giant worms.]

Mm, between my first time leaving my dimension and my time returning to it... about sixth months, Earth time. As long as I was gone.

So, unless things are different, time does pass.

[That was really not what she wanted to hear, and it's probably audible in her voice, but that's hardly your fault, Barricade. She did ask, she's aware, and better to know and be aware of it than not.]

For me, that time. Things might be different in other circumstances. And frankly I didn't miss much in my absence.

[But he knows it's hardly the best news to hear from a newcomer. He's accepted being the bearer of bad news.]

One point of evidence for one set of circumstances. [Elita nods to herself and then hums softly.]

Unfortunately, unless we get some other proof, yours is all we have to go after... Though, admittedly, considering that each of the places you've been to have been different, and even that Cybertron is different from this one...

[Maybe it doesn't have to be as bad as it seems. And it's not as if those who were here from the start have been here long. Barely enough to settle.]

Others might show up from other places the way I did. Y'never know. And if they do, we can start tryin' to correlate them.

[It's not much, but it's something at least.]

Besides, it doesn't seem too bad here. So far, anyway.

There's that. We also doesn't know how things work here... [She drags a hand down her faceplates, grimacing while she trails off.]

Which we doubtful ever will, unless someone who's been here disappears and then comes back.

[Something, but is it enough? Elita shrugs, the inflection of her voice agreeing, but hesitant.]

Not really, no. A single attack that wasn't coordinated and didn't pose much threat... But nearly all of us have things to do and people we'd rather be with than being here.

Of course, the reality that this Cybertron apparently could use out presence and help doesn't simplify things, really.

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[Audio] [Transmission Originating from: Solian Temple] - First Offense

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