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 [It's the dead of night, Mirage. Why aren't you asleep?

Well, to be honest, sleep hasn't come easy for the bot in quite some time. And with Sideswipe now rooming with him, he's found himself lying and staring up at the ceiling more often than not.  It...wasn't a happy time, to say the least.  

He's..had a couple things on his mind, too.

Leaving a note for the silver bot, he exits the Vectorian temple to get some air...and maybe some space. He didn't want Sideswipe hearing part of what he was about to broadcast.]

...Does anyone have ideas on how to fall asleep? I cannot seem to rest my optics tonight.

[Or other nights, but he'd rather not worry anyone. Unfortunately, Mirage's fatigue is slightly showing.]

[Locked to Vector Prime]

...It is not a decent hour, but I need your advice. I have no one to turn to.

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You are not keeping me up, don't worry. Ialreadyrechargedfivehoursinarow!

[That's a lot for him, in a row at least.]

Should I come over?

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...You require more, libellula.

...I am outside Vector's temple, should you need me.

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Ah, no. Well, maybe but I'm incapable of sleeping more than that. I will try to recharge again later, mid afternoon or so. [Naps are good for the health, apparently.]

We are in _{the same temple}, It won't take me more than a few seconds.

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I will await your arrival.

[And he'll just count on his fingers how long it takes. Just to see.]

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[Blurr knows exactly how it will take him: 4,35 seconds. He can now always know where he is and how much it will take him to go somewhere thanks to his glyph.

He stops a few feet form Mirage and walks the rest of the way.] Good _night Mirage.

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Dragonfly.

[Mirage is leaning against the side of the temple, watching the landscape.]

It is good to see you again.

[raceme]

Likewise, Mirage. [He smiles soflty at he nickname and sits next to the other bot, not saying anything for a few seconds.]

How long has you've got problems recharging? It started recentl?y

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[Those wings twitch idly, thinking it over.]

It has escalated since Sideswipe and Bumblebee have arrived.

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You are worried about their safety? _{Plenty of strange} things happen here, no one could blame you.

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That is one of them, although I'm confident in their abilities.

It is...just that we are from different points in time.

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That's problematic. It happened the same to me here. [Blurr looks up at Mirage, even sitting the other bot is taller than him.] You are before or after his time?

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[His wings flick as he looks down, trailing his finger along the ground, drawing imaginary images.]

He is before a traumatic event occurs. I am after.

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[Traumatic event. Now that was a subtle way to explain things. Way too subtle, Blurr thinks.] And that event...he caused it or he suffered the consequences? Or is tha tyou dont' know how to tell him?

[Cheetor had a hard time explaining Blurr what happened to him too.]

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[The Ferrari continues to draw on the ground, making a little stick figure of himself.]

Someone close to him is murdered. His idol.

By a Prime.

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[That's sorta cute, not gonna lie. But Blurr's focused on Mirage's body language, trying to pick up signs.

Then he winces at that last part-`] A Prime!? But..that's not...WHO was him?

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[Oh Blurr, you're going to LOVE this next part. Mirage pauses again, as if the words even hurt to utter.]

Sentinel Prime.

1/4

[raceme]

Wha...

2/4

[raceme]

[Okay, the sentinel on his world is kind of a dick too but he wouldn't betray his own kind.]

3/4

[raceme]

[R-right?]

[....]

4/4

[raceme]

[He tries to get over the shock and leans against Mirage, hoping to offer some comfort to the red mechs.] I'm sorry I don't understand what made him do that but I'm so sorry....

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[When he feels the blue bot press against him, that arm snakes around his waist. In a slight hold. For comfort.]

He made a deal with Megatron. To revive our race he would use another planet. And then...Ironhide...

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[Blur feels like he should be the one giving comfort, not the other way around. He's far from complaining, though.

Mirage had to say no more, Blurr could imagine what happened to Ironhide.]That's awful and almost unbelievable but I know you are telling me the truth. Ironhide... he was close to Sideswipe and Bumblebee?

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[His optics shutter, his own way of 'batting back tears'...you know, if he could cry.]

Mmm. Sideswipe saw him as...a father figure. Bumblebee was close to him as well.

He wasn't too fond of me. But...that is not the only victim. My mentor, Que was shot.

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[Blurr gives him a one arm hug. He knew this isn't the end of things, that there's probalby more Mirage worries about but he's unsure about how to voice the question.]

I'm really sorry, Mirage. Imreallyrelalysorry...Did you defeat the Decepticon who did it?

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...

[This is the part that pains him the most.]

...No. He is...here.