Video [Originating from Vectorian Temple]

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[This wasn't Chicago. The humans had...interesting architecture, but not something this eclectic even came from the 'modern art' that they seemed to love so much. While the alcolytes had done their job in explaining the situation, Mirage's mind was far too busy processing everything else. He was taken from a rather...high tension moment, as in...minutes before his execution, and was nonetheless worried about his comrades.

He's quick to turn his communication device on, attempting to at least stay CIVIL even though he's pretty much churning with anger on the inside..]

Ah...buongiorno.  It seems I have been transported to Cybertron. I will question as to why it is not a lifeless husk later.  For now, I am looking for any of my comrades.

Bumblebee. Sideswipe. Do you copy?

...Human Lennox?

[His tone is rather even, his deep voice trailing off after every other sentence. He's expecting a snarky reply from Sideswipe at any second now.

Any second now.]

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[ex_dishonestly997]

Apparently I'm a popular mech.

At least two of them don't look anything like me, though.

I'm trying to get them to pick proper designations so we can tell each other apart in casual conversation, but--I'm finding it harder to get along with myself than I thought I might.

[Mirage listen to his problems. Bigger and more important than anyone else's problems ever.]

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[Okay, maybe he believes you're a Starscream now.]

I am sure I can come up with clever nicknames.

[They might all be curse words...but...]

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[ex_dishonestly997]

I'm sure you can.

Who's Lennox?

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...That is of no one's concern.

[If he could keep Lennox's name out of this, he would.]

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[ex_dishonestly997]

Jeez, Autobots in your world get protective about humans too, huh.

Fine, keep your secrets. That just means if he or she shows up, I won't know to tell them you're here.