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[The feed opens to a view of Megatronus Prime, a bloodied sword in hand. He gives it a hard flick to clear the worst of the gore from his blade, and a chunk of what used to be one of the monstrous centipedes flies off and knocks a nearby Acolyte in the head. It stumbles out of frame. Megatronus doesn't pay it any mind and addresses his audience:]

I imagine few of you will argue with me if I say that our guests have overstayed their welcome. Hospitality has its limits, after all.

[Besides which, he certainly never invited them to visit in the first place. Rude, centipedes. Very rude.]

When the creatures of the Badlands haven't the sense to retreat of their own volition, I find that a concentrated application of brute force is often enough to convince them of their error. My kin and I have determined that these monsters are likely led by a demon hiding at the core of an offshoot of the Badlands – if you've wandered outside of the Haven, you've likely noticed the approaching darkness. That is where we will be applying our force.

- and when I say 'we,' I don't simply mean my brothers and I.

Refugees, I call on you for volunteers who can fight; failing that, I'll accept volunteers who think they can fight. Anyone with a skill that would serve them well in combat, or those capable of supporting combatants. What you lack in size or experience can be compensated for through other means. I am willing to offer what gifts I can to those willing to fight in order to improve the likelihood of your... success.

[Survival. The word he means is 'survival.' Dragging Refugees to the heart of enemy territory often ends poorly for the weaker members of the group, but it's a necessary sacrifice.]

Unless, of course, you'd all rather be subject to regular attacks within the Haven. For those of you that care enough about your friends and your place here to act, I will be waiting for you in my arena. The Acolytes will direct you if you cannot find your way.

If you bear my Glyph, I expect to see you there.

[OOC note: there's a companion log to this post up over here for those who want to sign up their characters and collect a temporary boon ICly!]

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Ugh, that's just it! He's more than capable of going out there.

But last time he did--he died. I want to do...something.

And yet, to my knowledge, he doesn't intend to accompany us.

Perhaps it would be simpler for you to look after his safety if you remained by his side, in the Haven.

...

Could you at least tell him no? If he offers?

Tell him he can't come. All spots are filled.

Very well. Consider him ineligible for the role.

[He supposes one mech won't make a difference to whether or not they succeed... not an organic-built Earth mech, anyway. (Hellooo space racism!)]

I rarely make this offer to those outside my ranks, Kay, but if you truly seek a means of defending your friend - there is something I can show you.

[She couldn't sound more grateful if she tried.]

Thank you, Mr. Megatronus.

...

[Then her face becomes rather serious.]

Wh-What is it?

As I understand it, you organics rarely possess in-built weapons systems. It would be easier for you to fend off the monsters if you had something with which to repel them.

[He lifts his hand, letting flame seep from between the seams in his armor to give her an idea of what he means.]

...Magic.

[She's not entirely sure of what just happened, but she's seen enough pop culture back home to get the gist of it. And 'magic' is what it seems like.]

You can give me magic?

[Megatronus pauses.

Then he gives in to real laughter. Congratulations, Kay, you just performed a minor miracle.]

Not quite. There is an entirely rational basis for the ability, but I doubt I'd have the terms to explain it in a fashion you would grasp.

Regardless - it is yours for a time if you desire it.

[She's almost taken aback by the laugh. It wasn't something she expected out of Megatronus at ALL, so hearing it was...almost cute. To see a big guy like that amused.]

And it...repels them?

Most creatures avoid that which can kill them.

[The knowledge that he burns things to death should help mitigate that 'cute' image he accidentally projected.]

I'll take it.

[She's small. She's not in any position to deny something that'll protect her. Or Kagerou.]

I thought you might.

Where are you, presently?

[He's doubtful that Kay would be able to make it safely to the arena by herself, and it's a simple matter for him to move from one end of the Haven to the other. Might as well go to her.]

I'm...on the Police HQ roof. Mr. Prima's quadrant?

I know the area. I'll be there momentarily.

[He does, literally, mean moments. Teleporting himself from the arena to the roof of the police station takes mere seconds.

Once he arrives, he sweeps the area with his gaze, seeking out the smaller organic. She's around here somewhere...]

[If he looks in a particular corner, Kay's waving from atop a building nearby, as if trying to wave him over.]

Right here!

[There's a soft 'CAW' with it. Oh yeah have you met her new best friend, Megatronus?]

[Oh Primus Kay don't do this to him. He already considers the average organic as close to a beast as a sentient can get; don't ask him to play nice with a real beast too.

Besides, he has an ingrained dislike of anything that can fly.

Despite the fact that Kay's accompanied by her pet, Megatronus makes his way over and crouches across from her.]

Do you often sit atop buildings, or did you notice that the creatures are poor climbers?

[The crow doesn't seem real fond of Megatronus either, seemingly GLARING at him from the comfort of the scarf around her neck, bundled into it like some little pocket. Kay pays it no mind, as there's giant robots to talk to!]

I live here! See? This is where Kagerou and I stay.

[Go ahead and try something, birdbrain. He's pretty sure that feathers are nice and flammable.]

Charming.

[Megatronus doesn't like heights, and he doesn't like structures built by flyers. He'd be even grumpier than he already is if he had to live here.

The Prime lowers a hand to Kay - which calls for him to crouch a great deal lower than he normally cares to for a refugee, but he can hardly ask a creature her size to jump up. A small flame flickers to life in his palm.]

If that's so, then I imagine you'll wish to protect it.

[Don't you challenge him you don't even know him, punk. Skydave just nestles further in that scarf, not wanting to even take notice of Megatronus.]

I...I do.

[She looks at the flame in his hand, slowly reaching her own out towards it.]

I'm not strong, but I can't wait around for people to always defend me.

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