[It's the dead of night, Mirage. Why aren't you asleep?

Well, to be honest, sleep hasn't come easy for the bot in quite some time. And with Sideswipe now rooming with him, he's found himself lying and staring up at the ceiling more often than not.  It...wasn't a happy time, to say the least.  

He's..had a couple things on his mind, too.

Leaving a note for the silver bot, he exits the Vectorian temple to get some air...and maybe some space. He didn't want Sideswipe hearing part of what he was about to broadcast.]

...Does anyone have ideas on how to fall asleep? I cannot seem to rest my optics tonight.

[Or other nights, but he'd rather not worry anyone. Unfortunately, Mirage's fatigue is slightly showing.]

( Locked to Vector Prime )

[While Tarn might be trying to get Rung's attention, the therapist has someone else to be worrying about. Someone he hasn't seen in quite some time.]

Has anyone seen Whirl recently?

[The camera turns on to Shepard sitting on the nose of the mako, reclined with one arm supporting her from behind and the other resting on her left knee which was bent and the foot propped against the mako, the other straight out in front of her. In her non-support hand was an old-fashioned canteen which she's obviously just been drinking from, but the contents are a mystery.]

Well, I'm not a reaper anymore. That's giant metal space squid for anyone not from my universe. Thank whatever.

[The canteen was given a small lift in a half-hearted cheers.]

So. What's there for a career soldier to do around here besides drink and dig through trash? I thought about joining the police force. Maybe exploring beyond the settled areas. Thoughts? I'm pretty handy too. Give me some omni-gel and I can fix pretty much anything. Without omni-gel... I still have some skills. Maybe I got too reliant on the stuff... Anyhow. I'm good with my hands.