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[flashdrive]

 [Rewind was able to deal with a lot of things lately. Snuff films? Whatever. A new Cybertron? Okay. No Chromedome for awhile? That's fine. PROWL? Slightly less happy but still doing okay. But no. It's Rung's death that is the kicker. And the worst part of it is, Rewind had it ingrained into his database.  It didn't make it any easier to accept sometimes.

He was a tough little bot, though, who had seen his fair share of events. Experienced a few as well. So he's not going to outwardly show it. But he'll be huddled up in his room, in the dark, flickering with his camera, and using the wall as a projection screen.

Everything was Rung from their time on the Lost Light.

A video of a video of a video]

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[Action]

[needlefingers]

[Chromedome enters the room and instantly notices what's going on. Ah Rewind...

Quietly, he walks over to the smaller bot and sits down behind him. Without hesitation, he pulls Rewind onto his lap and wraps his arms lightly around him, all while watching Rewind's video.]

[Action]

[flashdrive]

[It was like Rewind was a doll Chromedome had just scooped up. He doesn't flinch, or even act surprised, keeping his visor (and camera) focused on the images in front of him.

Maybe it hurt more because Rung couldn't fight. Didn't have the personality to, let alone the body. And in each clip he plays, Rung is smiling, or at least polite.

It didn't make sense. Rung was always that one constant in the background. So much that it fried his database in a basic search. This couldn't be the way he went out.]

[Action]

[needlefingers]

[The images of Rung seem to blur in Chromedome's mind as he goes through the investigations again in his head. The state of the body, the toxin, the place he was found, even the network post. He figured at this point they were gathering enough to nab someone very soon.

Whoever that someone is, he hopes they pay dearly for it.]

If I could name one mech in the entire Haven who deserved this the least...

He never did have great luck, did he.

[Action]

[flashdrive]

[Rewind can't read minds, but that last thought of Chromedome's is synonymous with his.]

Is there anything I can do? I want to help.

TEXT;

[thehardway]

How are you managing?

TEXT;

[flashdrive]

[Rewind sees the text from Magnus, not hesitating in the slightest to reply.]

I'm fine.

I want to help, though. I want to find out who did it.

[Action]

[needlefingers]

[Chromedome almost says that it's police business, but he realizes that he doesn't care.]

The killer used a unique sort of toxin to kill him, and was small enough to fit into his mouth and claw his way out of his throat. The markings make it obvious that it wasn't an organic, but whoever did it had claws.

If you have the time, you could go back through the link and look for anyone who looks suspicious I guess.

TEXT;

[thehardway]

So do I.

When I am back on my feet, I will see what is available for both of us to do.

TEXT;

[flashdrive]

I heard about that.

I'm glad you're okay, Magnus. Really.

TEXT;

[thehardway]

Thank you, Rewind. I'll be fine. Hopefully completely by tomorrow.

text;

[thxforthememories]

... why are you showing this?

[He's been avoiding the network for a while. But he'd heard Kay's name come up a few times, and just had to check.]

[This was the last thing he expected.]

[Action]

[flashdrive]

[Rewind leaned against Chromedome instinctively, thinking this over.]

And it WASN'T organic? I can't think of something THAT small...that's not organic.

[He pauses, looking up at Chromedome for the moment. And it totally causes the film to play on the ceiling.]

No problem. I'll do it ASAP.

TEXT;

[flashdrive]

Nothing gets you down, does it?

Chromedome wants me to scan the Link for anyone suspicious.

text;

[flashdrive]

[Rewind looks over at the Link, seeing the message and pulls it over. It doesn't take long for him to answer at all, really.]

It's better to remember them like this.

text;

[thxforthememories]

[Right -- that's true.]

[And... he shouldn't be so selfish. Should he? What right does he to be upset over this, when...]



it is.

so it is.

was ... were you his friend?

text;

[flashdrive]

[Could he call Rung his friend? Or were they just acquaintences...? They never had any game nights or anything...]

Yes.

We were on the same ship together.




Were you?

text;

[thxforthememories]

I'm sorry. for your friend.

[His answer takes longer to come. He doesn't know. Does he have the right to call anyone his friend anymore?]

he tried to help me

and he was kind to me

text;

[flashdrive]

[If he heard those thoughts, he'd have some choice words for you, Kagerou.]

That's how Rung is. He's everyone's friend.

A good listener. Even better therapist.

text;

[thxforthememories]

[Everyone does. One day, they'll stick.]

yes. he listened a lot.

... did he listen to you?

text;

[flashdrive]

I never really visited him as a patient. But I've recorded his history. I've got a lot of memories of him, even if they're not MINE.

[That might have come out wrong]

I record history as it happens and keep it safe.

text;

[thxforthememories]

[Rewind, you had him at the word 'memory'. It's a huge, and very welcome distraction from brooding over death.]

You... do?

All of it?

text;

[flashdrive]

Everything I'm present for.

Or not. I can download stuff if it's been recorded. And keep track of it. I have a whole database in my head.

[Video]

[raceme]

...

Rewind?

[Video]

[deadlydoctor]

Was this necessary?

I'm assuming no one told you that here no one stays dead for longer.

text;

[thxforthememories]

Does that mean you can store memories...? Even of other robots?