[ Saber's face comes onto the link quite clearly. There's an extremely large wall behind her, which happens to be one of the sides of the Hub. ]

Greetings, all. As I was walking through the Junk Pile today, I came across something I immediately recognized.

[ The camera is then turned and focused on a motorcycle. It appears normal, but may look slightly unique to those with appreciation for motorcycles. It's dinged up in many places, but most of it seems to be aesthetic or nothing too serious.

After the motorcycle is on the screen for a few moments, the knight turns it back to her face. ]

Does anyone have the time and means to repair this for me? I'm certain I can offer goods or services in return. [ After all, she only spent her first few months in the junk pile, stocking the (back then) Rec Center. ] This would immensely help in my duty patrol in Vector Prime's quadrant.

[ Saber has been asked by Vector Prime to assist in patroling the eastern end of the Vectorian quadrant. It's not that difficult of a task as she can easily travel very quickly on foot, but her motorcycle would make it much more efficient. ]

( Privated to Knock Out. )

[In the background, one can hear the sound of Lea the rooster crowing. Ventus is just glad he's not trying to attack his feet. Besides, he's a little preoccupied with other things.]

Heh! Easy now!

[The boy laughs as fuzzy little chicks swarm about his feet. Nearby are the three hens he'd received from Christmas. Very carefully, Ventus tries to step around the peeping yellow and brown masses, and it's then that he looks towards his Link, noticing that it's on.

Blinking, he offers a sheepish smile.]

Before I say anything, let me get somethin' out here. I'm not against some good downtime, not by a long shot. Got a decent party out of it and everything.

But... I have to ask.

There anything for a 'bot like me to put his metal into around here? I can only do much standing around before my circuits start punching each other without anything else to take care of.

All right, now that no one can yell at me for being the new guy... Tell me.

Are we really just going to sit around and pretend to be nice to each other, while we're here? You know what I'm talking about. All of you.

Once we get out of here, we're just going to go right back to blowing each other apart again, so why bother playing house and acting like there isn't a war on? Let's just cut out the acting and take care of our problems now.

[Sideswipe sees nothing wrong with this suggestion. Honestly, it sounds like a fabulous plan.]

[Anyone passing by a certain area of Nexus's quadrant may have heard a terrible crunch of metal and some spectacularly loud howls of pain a couple minutes before this recording. The camera flicks on and it shows mostly Dirge's face, scrunched up in pain, a stream of energon sliding down one side of his jaw.]

...I'm stuck.

[The zoom adjusts, revealing the teal jet pinned to the ground on his back like an exotic butterfly by a sharp, rocky outcropping piercing him straight through the gut.]

What's worse... my lunch got away.

Hello! My name is Cody Burns, and I'm the new secretary for the Police Force. My first responsibility is to collect information on our medical professionals here. It'd be nice to know who you are, where you work, and what you specialize in. I'm hoping for a few... uh, organic? Doctors too, as well as Cybertronian or others.

We of the Police Force would appreciate your cooperation! Having this information will help us be a lot more organized, and hopefully help a lot more people.

I have a little bit of a form here that should work, and I'd appreciate it if you took the time to fill it out!

Name:
Location of Workspace:
Specialization:
Notes:

I'd also like to mention that we'll be making this information public.

If you have any questions, concerns, or complaints, please let me know! I'll do my best to help you.

[Have a view of Jetfire sitting on the ground... on what's probably not Cybertron, because the sky above and beyond the large jet is the stark black of a planetary body without an atmosphere... or a neglient such.

Which means when he starts speaking, it's actually his comm patched to the Link. The thing is...]



[WELL THAT SURE WASN'T TRANSLATED, GUYS. Apparently someone forgot they're out of easy reach for the link to work perfectly, and the transmission is actually cut...

Until a while later, when it pops back again, and this time Jetfire, looking slightly exasperated, is apparently close enough to Haven, because...]

It seems I... ah, forgot the Link doesn't have infinite reach. As I had intended to ask... A question for anyone who is human or has been to Earth and have reasonable understanding of human culture... What does it mean if you give someone a heart?

((ooc: Translated from what's in the image there; "A question... for anyone that's a human or has been to Earth. What is the particular meaning of gifting someone a heart?" So basically the same.))