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[Broadcasting perched on an outcropping over a lava flow, seemingly sounding unbothered by the misstep into a sideways universe--first rule of Decepticon Club is never let em know you're scared.]

So, this looks like Cybertron--actually, a lot like the one I just came from. But from my recon, it's either a time, a space, or a time and space displacement.

Little bee, are you here? [elaborating] I'm looking for an Autobot named Bumblebee. About this high--[indicates short, midchest height]--gold, kinda stout. I'll also accept Metalhawk, Wheeljack - Soundwave? How about Prowl, with my luck he's here. [Bueller?]

--For the rest of you, my name is Starscream. Maybe you've heard of me. [and he's smirking a little self-indulgently at the thought. No matter how dangerous or inconvenient it might be to be preknown in a brave new world, it's nice to be important.]

I'm here to help.

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Survival? [Jetfire frowned, curious, since that choice of word was...] That's an... interesting way of phrasing it, or did the war start out because of a lack of energon in your universe?

[Considering what Starscream's saying, he doesn't think so, and while a war in the end does become about survival, especially if it goes on during millions of years, it was still a curious way of wording it.

And Starscream's harsh cynism, applying it to both sides makes Jetfire wonder how much is exaggeration, and where it comes from. ~~You'll have to excuse him, but your world is a lot grimmer than his.~~]

And perhaps that would be the end result... but I haven't seen that happen yet.

[A shrug.]

He wasn't overly interested in discussing it, but I'm... vaguely familiar with planetary reformatting, if only by situational similarity to an event at home. [Which he had, really, only heard of when Bumblebee and Ratchet updated him on the situation.]

Not so much trouble, but if you insist.

[And he can't presicely hide the brief, dry smile at the mention of trust. That may be the issue, especially with his own Starscream. Trailing a hand over the crystalline walls as they walk, he's definitely carefully choosing which corridors to take...

While he's planning to go into the fractal corridors, he wasn't doing that now... and would do it alone.]

As far as I'm aware, you can choose whatever room you wish. I believe the area that is Liege's would be pretty noticeably locked.

I'm talking postwar. [a pause] But it's not like the mechs who'd become the Decepticon forces were having an easy time of surviving prewar, either. Apartheid and caste will do that.

[he's not pulling any punches re: the sordid history of Cybertron, falling into step naturally behind Jetfire with aplomb, now that he's decided it's not some hideous trap of any kind.]

I'm going to want to speak with him sooner or later.

It was... what? [That? Genuine surprise because no... The Council might have been questionable - uncertain how much, even - but there really hadn't been anything like that in Jetfire's universe.]

It seems the differences are quite... large, despite all the similarities.

[Not just design similarities, since several events seem to line up pretty similar... if, apparently, completely differently.]

You might have more luck trying to contact him over the Link, but he doesn't seem... mm, unapproachable.

[Technically, anyway. Jetfire does keep sort of pausing to let Starscream catch up and walk beside him. No reason to be walking behind him, now is there?]

[He stops as Jetfire stops like, the third time, and opens his hands innocently. ] Is there a reason you don't want me on your aft?

Not really, though I see no reason for you to have to walk behind me when we're having a conversation.

[Honestly Starscream, what is the reason for that? They're not going to be attacked in here. ~~and even if they were, Jetfire would probably be inclined to at least make sure no one got injured~~.]

You take bigger strides, it makes sense. [He blinks up at Jetfire, the picture of Seeker innocence. Which really isn't saying much.]

So where's your room, for reference? In case I need something.

[He's not really buying it, at all, though the slight tilt of his helm and the dry expression could perhaps just be due to being faced with "innocence" from Starscream.]

I'm used to match strides to whomever I'm walking with... Anything else would be rude.

[He's also specifically used to match pace with (in this instance his own, but it sort of carries over) Starscream... or even slow down to let him go first.]

Ah... Up on the third floor, half around the mountain from the main entrance. There's a balcony close by that gives easy entrance and exit from the air.

I don't mind. [But he's not going to come right out and demand to be allowed to walk behind.]

...Sounds nice. There's a real danger in getting too comfortable here.

[He just shakes his helm, but if Starscream wants to walk behind him, he'll not insist. He's trusted (perhaps foolishly) in tenser situations.]

Er... Perhaps, though considering the recent attack from the lambda, espescially as we didn't get all of them... [Giving Starscream a questioning look, Jetfire starts walking again, this time just "ignoring" Starscream staying behind him.]

And I think almost all of us present on Cybertron currently aren't in any actual danger of getting too comfortable, if for nothing else that while we're home, we aren't home.

The FirstForged taking care of us, all this energon, no real faction tension besides the odd mech stuck in the past... [he hasn't heard about the Sharkticons yet.]

It's probably important that I get back to democratically ruling Cybertron sooner or later, you're right. I'll let the real scientific geniuses work on that.

The energon being abundant ought to be a natural state and not a cause for being considered getting "too relaxed". [Jetfire shrugs.]

And while it's certainly preferable to see at least a toning-down of the faction tensions, for some, those are still very much present business, and while we could hope we'd all be able to not perpetuate old patterns...

Sooner, rather than later, I'd surmise, but it won't be a particularly easy thing if it's not to be left to chance at all, but put under our knowing and exact control. There are quite a few factors that need to be taken into account to even make a possible dimension-piercing space bridge workable for the variation of dimensions we have present already.

[Calculating the number of separate universes within several different multiverses, even with the possible help of such formidable individuals as their hosts would... be complicated and slow, at best. And that was just to start with.]

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