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✘ tf: prime | smokescreen

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[Smokescreen was having one of those days again. Or maybe it was better to just say he was having one of those existences. He couldn't find his place in Haven and mostly just seemed to annoy everyone.

And then on top of that, there was still a heavy guilt weighing down on his spark over Optimus' fate.

The approaching Earth holiday that he'd been made aware of did nothing to improve his mood so he'd decided just to stay put in Alpha Trion's temple for awhile and just...hide. Yeah, that was about the gist of it.

Didn't mean he wasn't going to check in on people though.]

Everyone alright? Bulkhead? Arcee? Ratchet? You guys are all safe right?

And Kagerou, did you find Kay? I tried to find her but I couldn't track her down and then I ran into Perceptor and Wheeljack and--...she's alright..right?

Just...wanted to let you guys know I'm going to be sticking close to Alpha Trion's temple for a bit. So you don't need to worry about me or anything. And if you need me that's where I'll be.

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What a coincidence. I'm currently located within the same temple. ... As are the remains of my lab.

Regardless, are you quite all right? You seemed rather not yourself a few days ago.

You're in Trion's too?

[Hes not sure whether that's good or bad, considering he doesn't want to bother the other.]

I'm fine. Just...got a lot on my mind. I'll be alright though, don't worry, sir.

Indeed. I have been since my arrival.

[Smokescreen, you're talking to the king of multitasking. Even now, he's sorting through bits and pieces of his old lab.]

Are you certain? You're aware of my... ex-lab's location, should you require assistance.

I...ah...no. I have no idea where it is.

[He sounds a bit sheepish as he admits it but it shouldn't be all that surprising since Smokescreen hadn't even known his guardian was in the same temple.]

... Just look for the obscenely large hole in the ground. You can't possibly miss it.

[There are deserts less dry than Perceptor's tone.]

...Do you need some help fixing things up, sir?

Considering I have no faith in Wheeljack's ability to assist in fixing the mess he's made... more than likely, yes.

I'm more than happy to help. Just let me know when you want me to come down and I will. Promise I'll be good.

I've a rather open schedule, to be frank with you.

[A beat.]

... That's an odd sort of promise to make, but... as you like.

..I could come down now?

[When he speaks next, there is the faintest hint of a grin in his voice.]

Just wanted you to know I wouldn't go out of my way to be troublesome.

If you like.

[He huffs, and there's the sound of something heavy being shifted.]

Smokescreen, at the moment, nothing you could possibly do would be more troublesome than this mess.

[That gets a quiet laugh from the younger bot.]

Point taken. I'll be down in a few minutes.

Very well. I'll certainly be here.

[Cutting the feed, Smokescreen makes his way away from his quarters in search of the large hole in the ground his guardian had mentioned and..well...yeah he really wasn't kidding was he?]

Perceptor?

[Doorwings twitching, the rookie glances around, moving carefully because he feels like something's about to fall on him if he's not careful.]

Just a moment!

[Says... a pile of debris in the corner. Which then seems to stand up, pieces of wall clattering off of it.]

[Oh. It's just Perceptor. Holding a battered data pad.]

There it is...!

[Smokescreen stares for a second, doorwings twitching again.]

Ah....there's what?

[He creeps closer, trying to get a look at the data pad.]

A summary of my information so far, regarding various compounds originating in your universe.

[He makes his way over, calmly stepping across big chunks of building and lab equipment as if they were nothing.]

My universe? Or this universe?

[It's hard to keep track of what people mean but he's curious all the same, even if most wouldn't expect him to be.]

I..take it that's what you spend most of your time doing. Collecting data I mean.

Your universe. If I had meant this one, I'd have said as much.

[He looks up from his data, and nods.]

There's scrap-all else to do in this place. Unless you count fending off Wheeljack's... assistance, or looking after Grimlock.

I was just checking.

[He can't help but look a bit amused, hands on his hips.]

Aw, but I thought you and 'Jack got along so well not--sir.

[Perceptor scoffs, and shakes the datapad at Smokescreen like a normal person would shake their finger.]

Hardly. He's the one responsible for this entire predicament. If he hadn't barged in and shot that thing, I doubt it would have escalated to violence.

[His doorwings twitch a bit, watching the datapad as it's waved at him.]

He was probably just trying to save you, sir.

When he barged in, the only thing he wanted to save me from was my own experiment. Which was perfectly under control.

[Wave. Wave. Wave.]

[Reaching out, he grabs the other's arm to stop the waving.]

Alright, alright, I get it.

[When Smokescreen grabs his arm, Perceptor just... blinks. Several times. As if he hadn't even been aware of what he was doing.]

Ah... well then. Nothing further to discuss on that matter, I suppose.

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