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re_alignment2013-04-22 07:47 am
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[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?
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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[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.
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Don't worry about that, he's used to it. Decepticons, you know. Living a dangerous existence is our everyday fare.
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[Because it's not fair, in his opinion, that those actually trying still get some scorn here and there.]
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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.
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No, I'm actually worse. [Fair warning is fair. He gives Rung another pat on the shoulder.]
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