re_alignment | [AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

[Oh Dead End.]

I'm not worried about what may happen to me, Dead End.

If you like doing your job, you should be.

I'll be able to continue doing my job no matter what. If I lose a few patients because they don't agree with the individuals I choose to put my trust in, that's their problem and not mine, I'm afraid.

You Autobots do have the benefit of not killing each other for things like this, so... I guess you're right. If you're okay with possibly loosing some. Since you won't change your mind.

I'll make do.

[He offers the other another smile.]

To me, it's worth it.

Right... Well that's what I got.

[Potential doom and serious conversations in the shape of a power core.]

[It's okay. Rung's taking it all in stride.

His expression does turn a bit contemplative though.]

Changing topics, how are you doing?

[And he means energy wise even if he doesn't say it.]

Fine. I'm fine.

[Rung he just got a fresh power core. He wouldn't need to eat you even if he was hungry.]

...Thanks.

[He's just making sure. You can't blame him for worrying since you went so long without a food source, Dead End.]

It's no problem at all.

[He had Wheeljack on occasion. And that one time with Bulkhead. As much as he talks about death, he's pretty good at surviving.]

You doing okay? ...Other than potentially hurting your career in the future.

I'm alright. Better than I have been in awhile actually.

[He smiles a bit again, looking out towards the lake.]

Feeling a lot more at home here, oddly enough.

Because of the lack of war?

Yes.

[He glances at the other.]

I never was a big fan, if you couldn't tell.

Yeah... I got that. Didn't see much in it myself...

[But when you have to pick sides, you have to pick sides.]

Kind of feels like just before it started though. Here. With maybe a little more fighting here and there.

Mm, yes, I can see that. It was the same where I'm from. The tensions aren't as high though, which is nice. Very nice actually.

I guess it's pretty nice... Think I prefer the war though, much as I didn't like it. Things made more sense then.

[And food was easier to get.]

A lot of individuals share that thought process. War..is a rather large part of our culture anymore it seems, no matter what universe you may be from.

Things fit in more with it going on. They made some kind of sense.

[He sighs.]

[It isn't the first time he'd heard that sort of thing. It's sort of a usual mindset for those fighting types.]

I wish there was something I could do to help all of this make sense for you.

It's fine, things have been confusing for a long time now. It's not your fault.

[Unless Rung somehow commanded the universes.]

Here it's just worse. It's the same hate but you don't know if or when someone's going to try and kill you. And there so many meals around but you can't really do anything.

...Sorry. Now probably isn't the time for this.

I don't mind, Dead End.

[And he means it. Because he hadn't really considered how difficult it might be for the other being surrounded by bots all the time.

If anything, it earns the other a sympathetic sort of look.]

I take it you didn't spend much time in the company of others back in your home 'verse unless you had to?

...Okay.

[Looking at bots like they weren't food was more difficult than he made it out to be. Thankfully his brooding was enough to cover most of the "he looks so tasty" with "I'd probably die".]

No, I spent plenty of time with others... I used to be a bartender. Even joined the Decepticns as part of a team... My diet is a bit more recent. Some unwanted side effect of a solo mission I did. Guess personality change should be includedwith the diet as well. Sort of.

A bartender?

[He tilts his head a bit.]

You should consider helping out at the bar here. Despite what you may think, I think you'd be able to do so fairly easily.

[And, if he had to, he'd talk to certain individuals as well.]

So a mission gone wrong is why you rely on power cores?

Wheeljack said I should too.

[And he said no in more ways than needed.]

I liked my job, but here no one would take drinks from a Decepticon, especially not one like me. I'd be bad for the bar's business.

... It didn't go wrong. It went perfectly, it's just... Have you heard of Dark Energon?

I think you're assuming things, Dead End. The bar, especially, is a neutral ground from what I understand. I don't think you'd be bad for business at all.

[At least he really hopes that wouldn't be the case. Then again, with the way he's seen some individuals here act..]

Dark Energon?

[He frowns thoughtfully before shaking his head.]

I can't say that I have.

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