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[spacerhero]

[Ok. Shepard's day wasn't going well. Day? Night? Whatever time it was. Waking up with a thing that looked like the human reaper wasn't the best way to start things. Shooting it in the face seemed like a good idea, though. Or... maybe not. Well, she was dead, so what was the issue? This place was obviously a hell specially cultivated for her. Planet made of metal? Metal humanoid things standing over her bed when she awoke? Yes. It would sound like hell if she believed in it, and if Ashley were here, Shepard might owe her an apology for not believing in that afterlife stuff.]

This is Commander Shepard of the Alliance. Can anyone read me?

[She'd already come in contact with Mordin and was currently trying to make it to his location without being seen by anyone else (stealth wasn't her thing and she sort of wished Kasumi were here right now.) It didn't surprise her that Mordin would be in hell, all things considered. Of course she had wished that all of her teammates would end up in a nicer place if there was one, but still no shocker. And of course his presence confirmed her suspicion that she was dead. Not that there was any question. The Catalyst had told her there was 0% chance of survival. But for the Geth and EDI... It was worth it, wasn't it? She'd never know.]

Location unknown. Hostiles all around. I'm undetected for the moment, but I could sure use a hand or a friendly face right about now.

[She'd keep the feed open in case anyone else responded, but she still had to find Mordin.]

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[invisiblepinkboat]

Ah. [She grimaced a little, and then nodded.]

That would do it. And while they're most probably going to leave you alone, anyone wearing this insignia [here, she briefly lets the screen split to show an image of the purple Decepticon symbol] might be worth to be a little... wary of, at the least.

[She tilted her helm, optics briefly flickering and then steadying.]

Anything else you'd want to know? I know the supply of organic food is a bit limited, but there's at the least a steady supply of fruit and water available.

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[spacerhero]

[Shepard studied the symbol while it was still on the interface, committing it to memory for potential later use as she always did.]

Limited rations and potential hostile situations, but only fire if fired upon. Understood. Tell me more about yourself. What are you?

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[invisiblepinkboat]

Cybertronian. So, technically, a native of this planet, but from an alternate version of it. This isn't my Cybertron. None but the Firstforged and their Acolytes actually belong in this reality.

[She shrugs, pausing to consider what to say, and how in-depth to be. Tapping a finger against her chin, Elita glances upwards after a moment, the video following to show the Lambda in the sky.]

Cybertronians are a mechanoid species who can transform into alternate modes, usually a variety of vehicles. In at least the reality I come from, we were created by a deity of light and creation, who also inhabits Cybertron itself, to be the last line of defense against a creature that consumes not just planets, but universes; Unicron.

Unicron is also responsible for the time-space anomaly that brought you, and the rest of us here.

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Tell me more about yourself. What do you do here?

[Can you tell she's used to just asking questions as short and to the point as possible and getting answers?]

What I mean is... You said you don't belong here. How long have you been on this planet, and what have you done to adapt?

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[invisiblepinkboat]

[It is... rather obvious, yes. But on the other hand Elita is reasonably used to something similar, at least in the way of behaviour.]

Exploring, mostly. This doesn't really feel like home, and while I haven't needed to do anything to just survive since it's a version of my own planet, with the lack of a full society, it's hard for anyone to do much of anything.

[She shrugs, tapping a finger to her cheek.]

With the lack of factories or other equipment, everything slows to a crawl, and we really aren't enough present to make what we can do go faster. At least no one has to starve, even if the organic food available is a bit on the rare side.

[But there's fruit enough for everyone; she's seen those plants grow in the garden, it's quite amazing. But one sort of fruit is one sort of fruit, and Elita has understood enough to know that most organic require more variety than just a single foodstuff.]