re_alignment | [Audio | Prima's Temple]

[Waking up had been odd. His head was swimming and everything just felt off for some reason, but he couldn't quite place what was going on. Rung didn't remember returning to Prima's temple so that, in itself, was throwing him off considering the last thing he remembered was...

Well, he'd been out and about in Haven.

Sitting up slowly with a hand to his head, Rung looked around as he tried to make sense of things, growing even more confused by his presence here because, as of late, the only temple he'd been recharging in was Alpha Trion's. His optics narrowed a bit on the floor as he dug through his memories, trying to remember--

Wait.

Pain. He remembered pain but not the source. It was fuzzy but..

His hand lowered slowly, vents cycling softly as his optics dimmed now. He'd..died...hadn't he? That would be the only thing that made sense but how?

Glancing around the room after a long moment, Rung spotted his comm device on the makeshift desk and slowly eased off his bed to make his way over to it. Once he had the device in hand he found himself hesitating, staring at it as he debated his options before switching it to audio only, vents cycling heavily as his optics dimmed.]

Would..anyone be able to fill me in on what..I can't seem to remember properly?

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[Doing as he's told, Rung closes the optic in question and lets the other do his work, shutting the other when he's prompted to. He's lost in thought, going back over some of the new memories he has, when Knock Out speaks, the therapist resisting the urge to open his closed optic.]

..No..I'm afraid I don't.

The readings seems normal.[He moves his hand away and his fingers caress Rung's neck instead.] No scars, no alterations...they did a good job. I want to figure out how the FirstForged do this.

Go figure. Changing rooms and investing in cameras and a better security in your office would be a good idea.

[Yeah excuse Rung while he shivers just a bit but he doesn't pull away, figuring the other is just..doing..something doctor-ish.]

It's impressive, isn't it? I'm still reeling from all of it, to be hoenst.

That would be helpful, yes...

[He's checking the join and the good work.]

I will have to run some scans and see if everything's right inside, but we can do that in the medbay some other time.

Very. Why wasn't Dead End with you when this happened?

[Uh huh.]

We aren't always together. I was finishing up my work for the day at my office when it happened.

Bad things happen when partners aren't together, you know. [He can so relate to that.]

[Ah, that mysterious history of Knock Out's that Rung still wants to hear about sometime so he can try and help the other.]

I know I just...as much as I wish he had been there...I'm glad he wasn't.

[Knock Out would refuse said help,. He's fine and there's nothing to talk about. certainly nothing about murdered partners, that woudl be silly.]

You are such a foolish bot. [But Knock Out understands, in a way.] Some extra locks in your private room won't hurt either.

[Guess who has no idea that you share a room with DE? this mech.]

[It's worth a shot, really. Rung just wants to help you, KO.]

I know. Others like to inform me of that, quite a bit. And--ah--

[Rung glances down, almost shy like.]

...I'll talk to Dead End about putting better locks on our room.

[He's sure you can find some bots worth saving instead of him, Rung. Someone actually interested on that.]

And do you ever wonder why? [Knock Out smirk turns into a confused expression and after a second he's grinning again.]

Oh, you minx. I didn't see that one coming.

[You are worth saving, in his opinion.]

I try not to, honestly.

[Yeah, Rung's definitely just a bit flustered now. Thanks, KO.]

Oh hush! He offered and I accepted, it's as simple as that!

[Ah Rung, if you only knew about his most psychotic and vengeful tendencies you wouldn't say that.]

It's worth considering, though.

[You are welcome. The medic enjoys seeing that, can you blame him?]

He was the one who suggested it? So forward! [He needs to mock DE about it.]

[Remember Whirl? Yeah. Try sitting down for a session with him.]

Yes, it was, and I'm glad he did it. Please don't harass him about it. You know how he is, Knock Out. It took a lot for him to bring it up.

Okay point. Whirl wins because he's that awful and an autobot.]

Would I harass him? I was just going to pat him in the back. [And perhaps mock him for a it.]

But yes, I know how he is. [At that, Knock Out drops the mocking tone.] Hopefully this arrangement of yours will keep you out of trouble.

...Knock Out.

[There's a bit of a warning tone there before the other drops the mocking tone, making Rung relax.]

We can hope can't we? Though I do worry that I'm putting him in danger now.

Fine fine, I get it. [He moves his hands up. Relax, buddy, he won't even mock DE. Mostly because he needs a place to hide now that Bulkhead wants to murder him.]

Don't worry about that, he's used to it. Decepticons, you know. Living a dangerous existence is our everyday fare.

I wish that wasn't the case for those of you that are here and actually trying to fit into the society that Haven is building.

[Because it's not fair, in his opinion, that those actually trying still get some scorn here and there.]

Wish as much as you feel like. I don't even wear a badge and I have a car alt mode...yet the moment other figure out what side I wa...I Am part of they change the way they see me. [Knock Out shrugs, playing down the issue.]

[He heard that little slip, KO, and he's tucking it away for future reference.]

Some individuals can't see beyond what they know and what they've lived by for years. But you aren't a bad individual, Knock Out.

[No you heard nothing. it was nothing. Shhhhh.]

No, I'm actually worse. [Fair warning is fair. He gives Rung another pat on the shoulder.]

Of course you are, Knock Out.

Good, don't forget. I gotta go now, try not to get killed.

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