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((ooc: This occurs the night before the bugs start popping up in Haven. Action is welcome, Drift may wake up after this broadcast))

[The video comes on and at first it's difficult to tell exactly what's happening, except that it's obvious this broadcast wasn't quite intentional. Even in the dim light, the view looks like the one of the rooms at Vector's tower. The communicator, it seems, has been knocked to the floor, giving a slightly askew view of the room's only door.]

[Somewhere off-screen there's some shuffling, footsteps and a nervous voice, bordering on the edge of fear.]

Drift... What is going on? Talk to me... Drift please!

[A form comes into view: it certainly looks like Drift, even in the dark, but does not move like him. The staccato rhythm of his steps is odd, as is the slight downwards cant to the helm and the way the optics--dilated large behind the cyan glass--seem to gaze unseeing. He arrives at the door, simply standing for a moment. When it does not open immediately, a hand raises to the access panel. There's a flash of blurred white and red that fills the screen then, something passing in front of the camera to interpose. Wing, grabbing the wrist, squeezing himself between Drift and the door.]

Where are you going? Talk to me! Drift, Wake up!

[The harsh demand is punctuated by a violent shake. But it's fruitless and Wing looks away with a hissing curse. It's then that he notices the communicator.]

Does anyone know what's going on? [He's trying to stay calm, but there's a part of him that's failing.] Is there maybe a medic out there with a sedative...or something? Maybe some rope? I don't want to hurt him.

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Ditto.

[ She agrees without a second thought, standing akimbo to watch Wing work. ]

[Drift groans, shifting weakly, optic shutters fluttering. He tries to say something, but it's clear he has no idea where he is or what's going on. But that he's trying to. ]

[Wing's head snaps up at the sound, the first normal one he's heard since this whole thing started. His hands freeze, loosening his grip on the rope. He's afraid to give it up entirely though, until he's certain.]

Drift...?

[He looks from the back of Drift's helm to Vandal, who can probably see better.]

[ Vandal perks up. ]

Drift? You there? Hey! Wake up!

[There's a little more light in the optics, and he moves, then stops, as though just realizing the bonds on his limbs.]

Wing? [He sounds confused, but not particularly upset. If he does sound upset it's because he's worried that he may have slept through the good part.]

....why's Vandal here?

Umm... [Well this is may be a little bit awkward.] Yes. It's me.

[Drift certainly sounds and feels like he's back to normal, so Wing starts picking loose the bindings. Really, he only wishes this were the good part. Though hey, look, he has rope now. Vandal won't mind if he just keeps this right?]

Ah, she came to help me. [He couldn't quite handle you by himself Drift.] You aren't going to wander off are you?

Oh thank god.

[ Vandal walks over and sits by Drift's head, reaching out to pat him. ]

Can someone tell me what the hell is even going on?

I...I have no idea what's going on. [He remembered what had been going on, but that's a dot that doesn't seem to connect to this dot.]

[Just having Drift awake and aware again is a relief, but that doesn't diminish the worry of why or how all this is happening. Wing finishes removing the bonds, giving a soothing rub to the metal and cabling pinched by the rope.]

You just, suddenly got up and tried to leave. You went...distance and cold, completely unresponsive... [He rubs the back of his helm, clearly baffled and unsatisfied with that description. This is wholly out of his experience.]

Well... shit. You'll be okay now.

[ Yep it's hug time. ]

God damn I was worried about you so bad.

Why would I leave? [He had...kind of been enjoying what he and Wing had been doing. Walk away from that? No. It just didn't make sense.]

C-can you untie me?

[He would like to return the Vandal hug.]

I don't know. But you definitely didn't feel, or act or move like you. You have far more grace than that.

Sorry, you're good. [He realizes he's still kneeling in the way, tossing the rope away and shifting back on his heels. He'll queue up for a hug too, by he's content to let Drift right himself first.]

[ Vandal pats the side of Drift's head and steps away just so he can get up. ]

[He sits up, carefully, unsteadily, twisting his wrists free from the rope.]

I-it's like before, isn't it. [He frowns, unhappily. He'd thought that was a one-time thing.]

[Wing's just going to wrap his arms around one shoulder, front and back, and press his face against the complex red shape of the shoulderguard. He huffs through his intakes, taking a moment to feel Drift's field, familiar once again.]

When you woke up in the wastelands? ...maybe, yeah. [He wishes that explained it, but it's just more questions to replace the ones answered.]

[ Vandal watches from the ground, crossing her arms and looking down. ]

You're okay now... let's just hope this doesn't become a regular thing.

[Drift feels a little guilty: maybe he should have gotten himself checked out by a medic. But he'd been, well, busy. Sort of. ]

Yes. I mean, it feels the same, waking up out of it. [Only no centipede thingies this time. ]

I don't want it to be a thing at all, regular or not.

[Part of that is Wing's fault too, so he'll just share in the guilt.]

Well, I suppose at least that part is explained. [Wing would be tremendously more put out if this situation had been complicated by sudden centipede monsters in their room.]

Neither do I. But...how to stop it? Of predict it?

[ Vandal frowns, brows knitting. ]

Drift? Let's get you comfortable and everyone just relax. We can figure this out, but for now, let's kinda.

Try to take a moment?

[ She's just glad Drift is okay. ]

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