[On a perfect day this post would be locked to Law Committee and Police Force members. However Wing is too busy being distracted with thoughts of his future Perfect Day with Drift to properly encode the message. WHOOPS. But look! He is working today, as much as part of his processor wants to be elsewhere.]

I'd like to request a status update on the investigation into the incident with Tarn and Chromedome please.

And Starscream, you wanted to speak with me?

[Wing is aware the investigation shouldn't be discussed over the Link, but he's not going to disrupt the work being done by just dropping in unannounced. Annnnnnd then there's this other matter, which he's just going to sneak in with all the other official business.]

Also, I need a favor of the Police Force. Might I borrow a pair of stasis cuffs?

[Because reasons.]

[It's been long enough that Drift is finally getting actually worried. Especially after Wing had disappeared similarly. He and the jet had looked, as much as they could, checking the room in Vector's, and he's skimmed the rough tracks that passed as roads, looking for the distinctive treads and...nothing.]

[There's a thing called respecting someone's privacy and then there's a point where that just doesn't work anymore.]

Anyone seen Perceptor?

Or Tarn, for that matter?

[Because he's putting two and two together and getting something very, very ugly.]

[There are no words. Just the loud sound of an engine.

It's clear to someone who's been around the noise, constantly or intimately. It's the distant sound of a motorcycle engine.

Nothing more than that.]