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[Video] Transmitting from: Outside the Haven

[Red Alert wakes up on her back and stares blearily at the sky above. Something feels both wrong and familiar, but she can't put a finger on it. Her hand knocks against the communicator, inadvertently turning it on. Part of her notes that it's filming, but she ignores it while she slowly sits up and rubs the side of her face with her good hand.

What's... going on?

Memories tug at her and she experiences another moment of confusion and deja vu. The Haven, the Firstforged... she remembers it. Sort of. Automatically she does a full-system scan, and notes that her navigation and chronological systems were both offline. That was odd... and worrisome.

Finally deciding to devote her attention to the communicator, she leans over and picks it up, pulling herself to her feet while she was at it. She doesn't talk right away, choosing instead to glance around and note that she was definitely not in the Haven. There's a little bit of static, but otherwise she's understandable.]

This is [*zssstttttt*] of Cyberton can anyone read me? My location is unknown, but I seem to be outside of the [*sssssssttttt*]. Requesting aid immediately. I repeat, I am Medical Officer Red Alert and I request aid.

If there are any members of Team Athenia around, please respond.

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[Looks like someone who doesn't put up with nonsense. Albert can get behind that--at least till business is done with.]

Looks like you're outside one of the havens.

What's your status?

[Her status is extremely annoyed and more than little bit worried.]

I'm fine as far as injuries go, but I would greatly appreciate getting back into the Haven.

Let's see...could you show your surroundings a little more? Might be able to get a fix on your location.

[It'd be easier if he had 003 around.]

[Red Alert turns her communicator around and shows her surroundings to Albert. They are vastly unfamiliar to her, but someone more knowledgeable might recognize the outskirts of Solus' quadrant.]

It's the best I've got.

Though I'm not sure how much help an organic will be.

[Almost sounds like a challenge, Red Alert. Albert notes the surroundings, bobbing his head.]

Looks like you're in Solus' quadrant. I can get some help and come over there.

I appreciate it, thank you.

[Even though you organics somewhat disgust her, she definitely won't turn away the help.]

[It's strange - and worrying - this individual seems to have woken up outside the Haven... and, it was somewhat hard to tell, expressed a curious lack of confusion.]

I can come get you, if you have a closer idea of which part of the Haven you might be closest to.

[It'd simply cut down on the time it took to find her. besides all that, this Red Alert is... quite... different than what Jetfire knew. Interesting.]

[No one's more worried than Red Alert right now, believe me.]

I'd greatly appreciate that.

As for where I am... I'm afraid I can't tell you. My navigation systems are offline. Hmm...

Anything within view-distance that could tell you what particular quadrant is closest? Direction of the... er, light, at Prima's temple?

[Jetfire's already moving to somewhere he can take off; he doesn't, after all, have to wait for a definitive direction to start looking.]

I think I see mountains in the distance... it might be the gorge.

Perhaps...

[It takes her a moment to gather her thoughts and memories.]

I might be outside of Solus' quadrant.

I'll be on my way then, and if that's the direction, when I get closer we might be able to get some coordinates.

[Since there was half a chance she was outside Vector's quadrant as well, since the gorge went through there, but at least they had something to go after, and Jetfire was soon flying instead of walking.]

You're otherwise unharmed?

[Medic or no, if she was injured herself it could be harder to repair it.]

Thank you very much, I can't tell you enough how I appreciate this.

[She settles down to wait for him. Moving might be a good idea, but she finds that she's rather tired.]

There are a few things that are wrong with my systems, but nothing I can't fix.

Mind if I ask you for your name?

I'm hardly busy enough to not render aid. [Jetfire gives a small, slightly lopsided grin.] I should be able to reach your general area in a few kliks.

[The Haven may be reasonably spread out, and rather sprawling from end to end, but he's a jet, and a powerful one as well.]

It's good to hear that you're mostly all right. And, er, of course. I apologise I didn't give it immediately. I'm Jetfire.

[The name causes the tiniest doubletake, but otherwise she has no reaction to it. Jetfire hm? Well that's... interesting.]

I will await your arrival then, Jetfire.

[She'll probably have more to stare at when he actually arrives, given his size... it does take a bit longer than it would have with complete coordinates, but it's certainly not impossible to find a single cybertronian when having a relatively limited area to search.

Since he flew in root mode, he just had to land when he actually found her.]

Ah... Red Alert? [Jetfire can't help the brief once-over; not only is she rather small, he's still surprised to see that designation attached to... this.] I admit, not what I expected, since the mech who has your designation in my reality... not at all like what you are.

[The first thing she feels upon seeing Jetfire is alarm. With his size and his ability to fly, she automatically assumes that he's a Decepticon, even though past experience has said otherwise. Still, she manages to look calm as she watches him land, effectively keeping her worries to herself.]

I'm sorry that I do not live up to your expectations Jetfire.

[Her tone is curt and cold. She honestly doesn't care that much about her counterparts. They are irrelevant to her current situation.]

[At least he has a well-visible Autobot brand front and center on his chestplates?]

Hardly. [His lips quirk in a smile and he shakes his helm.] A surprise, that's all. The differences in physical frame and aesthetic looks as well as function regarding alternates is... ah, interesting to me. [He is a scientist after all.] Ready to get back to what civilisation we do have?

[There's probably not much difference from what Red Alert remembers, if she does.]

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[Primus, could it be...? An Autobot from his world. You made Blurr really happy.]

RED ALERT!

[Oh well...

That was a very enthusiastic response.]

Agent Blurr?

[She thinks so anyway.]

[The only mechs from his world here are decepticons, he's glad to finally see a familiar face again.]

Ohyessorry. [He salutes her properly.] Agent Blurr at your service madam. Did you just arrive?

...

Yes, I suppose I did.

[She'll go with this story until she can get it all figured out.]

I'm located just outside the Haven though, and I'm not sure how I got here.

Only suppose? Are your databanks malfunctioning?

I can go there and show you the way to the temples. Might I ask if you have a glyph?

Yes... I do.

I know it belongs to Solus.

[How does she know? Don't ask.]

I'll have to give myself a full scan when I can, but in the meantime I wish to get into the Haven.

AH, that's a relief, having a glyph means you won't go crazy.

I'm one of vectors but recently my glyph got a different color outline, Solus's too.

[Wait...yeah she shouldn't know. Blurr blinks.]

I think it would be better if some other medic_{checks on you. After all if you are malfunctioning}in some way the scan won't be accurate. Do you want me to come over and help?

I wouldn't mind a little bit of guidance.

Mind yourself on your way to me though, I'd rather you not hurt yourself over something like this.

Don't worry, I know my way around. I would be fine.

[But if she doesn't want him to go, he will respect that.]

Iwillsendyouthecoordinates.

[OH YAY MORE MEDICS!]

If you can hitch a ride, I can see you. Ask for Ambulon at the Hub clinic.

Ambulon. Understood.

I do not require any medical assistance, but I would like to inspect your clinic nontheless.

Of course. We'd be happy to have you on board.

While we're on the subject, can you tell me what the current status is on the medical care within the Haven? How many medics do we have, and are there any hospitals or clinics set up?

What about supplies? What do we have?

Currently, our roster includes Knock Out, Glit, Barricade, and myself. There is Pharma, but... Well, you'll find out soon enough. However, it is best to contact or seek the help of one of the three I mentioned above.

There are two clinics available. One is located in Solus Prime's temple (here, have some coordinates) and another in the Hub (and more coordinates).

So far, we are stocked in medical supplies, but we certainly won't turn away more if you find anything. What we do have and what we are running low on or lacking I've compiled into a list here. (and, finally, have a list!)

Oh, hello. How can I be of service?

Navigational aid would be greatly appreciated.

If you can describe your surroundings I might be able to come pick you up.

It's pretty bleak.

But I can see what I believe is the gorge in the distance. If that helps at all.

Sounds like you might be on the outskirts somewhere. I'll take a look around.

I appreciate that, thank you.

May I have your name?

You can call me Skyfire.

It's a pleasure to meet you Skyfire.

[She buys it. For now.]

The pleasure, of course, is all mine.

Has anyone picked you up yet?

This is McCrane.

Albert is a fine individual and should be able to assist you, but if you need any further help the police department is at your service.

[He wonders how long it will be before Power Joe hits on you, though.]

[Power Joe will find her completely unimpressed with any hitting.]

Police Department?

[Hm, that seems new and interesting.]

I'll be sure to keep that in mind, thank you McCrane.

...Red Alert.

[She knows this one.

She knows her; it is no mere alternate variation, and the usually unflappable Prime is more than simply surprised, no matter how quickly she tries to hide it. Given the sudden spurt of long-lost members of Haven reappearing in their midst, perhaps she shouldn't be.

But she is. Those who were well and truly Lost never returned...

But once Solus recovers her wits, she smiles, welcoming- and concerned.]

I remember you, Red Alert.

[But does Red Alert remember her?.]

You connection is breaking up. Come again with your status and approximate location, and we will see about getting you your assistance.

You're...

[Red Alert pauses, looking out at Solus with a mildly confused expression. After a moment, she sighs and nods as she recognizes the other.]

Solus Prime?

[She remembers. Somewhat.]

I have assistance already given to me. I think I will be back within the Haven in a short time.

[She smiles, encouraging.]

Correct. You do remember.

[It takes her a moment, as irrationally pleased as she is, to reign herself in, but Solus does, composure quickly returning. Who knew how much her former Marked recalled beyond the obvious? No reason to fluster all over the network.

So calmed, Red Alert's news only prompts a simple, grateful nod.]

Good to hear. Once you have recovered...do you recall the path to my workshop?

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