╬ [Video] :: Location - The Hub

[young_upstart]

Okay, so I'm still a little...weirded out about this whole thing. I got that it's been at least several months or something since I was last here, and my last visit wasn't all that great, from what I'm remembering.

[Getting crushed with a giant hammer? Yeah, not a pleasant memory.]

Anyway, if anyone cares, I've got one of them glyph things now so I don't think I'll be losing it this time around- I hope, anyway.

[He taps a finger on his arm where the white insignia is, standing out against his more vivid color scheme.]

Oh yeah. By the way, the name's Hot Rod- not Rodimus or Rodimus Prime or whatever other fancy version there is out there. I doubt I'll hear the end of it, but a bot can try, right?

[Pausing for a moment, there's some slight hesitation before he finally continues.]

Um. I heard Ultra Magnus wasn't around any more. I think a couple of other guys from my...world, were around though, the last time I checked. Springer? And the...aw scrap, what was the name again...- well he kinda talked weird but yeah- if you guys are still around, I'd appreciate hearing from you.

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[young_upstart]

Oh no, don't get me wrong- I appreciate it the honesty, I do. I just... Well, what am I supposed to say to that?

[He sighs.]

So now what?

[primianpolarity]

[Prima echoes the sigh, resting his arm on his leg.]

Now...the same as any other Refugee, I suppose. You are welcome to stay, or to go; or to take what guidance we can give you in purging the Badlands completely, and allowing those who wish to go back whence they came to go back.

[young_upstart]

I don't know where else I'd go...

...I'd like to think I was brought back for a reason. If there's anything to be done about the Badlands, I'll help if I can.

[primianpolarity]

[a slow nod, and an almost rueful smile.]

Help would be welcome. My quadrant is the furthest away, but there is the occasional creature that lurks about its edges.

[young_upstart]

Guess I need to make myself useful somehow. I don't want my skills going rusty on me!

[A faint smile quirks at his own mouth as he shrugs.]

[primianpolarity]

[...is that a smile of Prima's own? must a be a trick of the...light.]

Very well, then. Shall I have my Acolytes escort you out?

[young_upstart]

Um, nah. I think I can find my own way out, thanks.