[Despite waking up in a strange place, having no idea how she got there, Cindy remained calm. Wouldn't be the first time she was knocked out and taken to an unknown location after all. At least she wasn't tied up this time. Even seeing the giant robed robot didn't phase her much. It wasn't until the Acolyte finished explaining the her current situation that she had an outburst, not realizing that the audio recording to her Link device was on. Better cover your ears kiddies.]

OH YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!

[Yep that's a woman's voice coming in over the Link. Needless to say she doesn't sound very happy. A few seconds later, the video feed comes on and there is the source of that voice turns out of be a young blonde woman, who indeed looks pretty mad.]

According to tall, dark, and robed here, I just got dumped onto some strange planet that isn't Earth. Admittedly, not the strangest thing to happen to me, but by far the most inconvenient.

Someone please tell me that they're working on a way of getting us back home. Bad enough that I've been tattooed against my will and the only clothes I have are what's in my luggage, but if I miss Fashion Week I'm going to be royally pissed. The only plus side so far is that the tattoo isn't a tramp stamp and the gold looks pretty damn good on me.

[She gives a frustrated sigh. Considering how strange the situation she's in is already pretty bizarre, she guesses she can get away with telling who she really is.]

By the way, the name is Cinderella. Cindy for short. And if you happen to know a story that involves a glass slipper, then yes, I'm that Cinderella.

[This has been the strangest day ever in Skylynx's short life. Waking up on apparently another Cybertron, and being informed so by some robbed figure. He had listened of course. It was better know what he could about this planet he was on, then to know nothing.

At some point afterwards, he's accessing that communications thing that the figure mentioned. Deep yellow eyes peering into the feed as the video comes on, robotic 'eyebrows' pinched down as he focuses and makes sure the thing is on. Once he's sure he leans back from the feed, brows shifting back up some.]

So. I am on another planet called Cybertron. [There's an intrigue rumble after that statement.] It's in better shape, than the one I was just on.

[Younger, more primitive Cybertron. Was that more like the ones his ancestors grew up on? Still he's only to say one more thing before he cuts the feed.]

Darksteel. If you are here, brethren, report in.

[Then the video cuts. He needs to know if his brother is here.

Not long after, for anyone about the Haven, if they look up, there's a rather large Cybertronian dragon in the skies. He's looking about, with head lowered to do so at times. He may also hover to closer inspect something, like one of the temples. Or that huge stone pillar that's sticking out of the ground in the middle of everything.]

[Knock Out’s back from the death and sitting in an office chair. His firelizard, looking much calmer than the last time, is dozing off on his lap. The medic pets his wings distractedly. There’s no point on hiding his Breakylizard anymore, everyone could see him in the last post he made.]

I thought I got rid of this place but apaprently I can't have nice things. I can also see that the pillar is still out there. It’s been weeks, how's that the thing's still standing? [Weeks to him, anyway. Some really crazy ones with all that final battle, Megatron dying and him switching teams.]

Barricade we need to talk about your anger issues and how you owe me a big one.

[Yeah, yeah, he tried to eat you but he still considers blowing up his spark and cutting off his head a disproportionate retribution. That’s a video he won’t like to see again.]

Aside from that…let’s not talk about the past.

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