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re_alignment2013-06-09 02:31 pm
sword_redemption) wrote in re_alignment2013-06-09 02:31 pm
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[The camera shows Wing's quarters, a breeze lightly rustling a curtain behind the two mechs. Drift's standing, almost pacing, as though he's been talked into this and is still not very comfortable.]
[He hesitates, trying to gather the right words. It's so much easier when he's writing it for someone else.]
A lot--more mechs than we even know--died here, or went missing. Everyone deserves to be remembered, whether we have their bodies or not. They were all like us, and we, any of us, could disappear or....worse, ourselves.
[Ghosts, zombies, the unknown fate of the badlands: so many options, all of them terrible. Wing doesn’t like any of those notions, but this idea is heartening. He rises from his seat near the window.]
If there’s one thing recent events have taught us, it’s that memories have a power of their own. We need a way, not just to mourn, but to remember those no longer with us, both past and future. To honor them. And maybe keep hope alive for the lost.
We were thinking of a place, not like a cemetery, but some place that recalls them as they were. This is for all of us, not just Cybertronians, so we were kind of wondering. How do you celebrate the memories of those you've lost in your worlds?
[He hesitates, trying to gather the right words. It's so much easier when he's writing it for someone else.]
A lot--more mechs than we even know--died here, or went missing. Everyone deserves to be remembered, whether we have their bodies or not. They were all like us, and we, any of us, could disappear or....worse, ourselves.
[Ghosts, zombies, the unknown fate of the badlands: so many options, all of them terrible. Wing doesn’t like any of those notions, but this idea is heartening. He rises from his seat near the window.]
If there’s one thing recent events have taught us, it’s that memories have a power of their own. We need a way, not just to mourn, but to remember those no longer with us, both past and future. To honor them. And maybe keep hope alive for the lost.
We were thinking of a place, not like a cemetery, but some place that recalls them as they were. This is for all of us, not just Cybertronians, so we were kind of wondering. How do you celebrate the memories of those you've lost in your worlds?
whoops! well, no harm done!
[Okay, it's probably a pretty awful joke, especially given the subject at hand, but still. Perceptor sighs and rubs a hand against the back of his head.]
I don't know, Drift. Either it could have been a very sick prank, or... or perhaps it could have been Gasket, seeking for some sort of resolution... Or someone else, in a ham-handed attempt to show you that it's all right to move on?
There are a lot of different things that it could mean. But that you haven't done enough?
[Perceptor shakes his head vehemently.]
Drift... I know that you have done some regretful things in the past. I know that you will probably never feel that you have balanced the scale appropriately simply because that's your nature. But you do not deserve to continue punishing yourself like that.
You are a good mech, Drift. I wish that you could see that. Wing certainly does.
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But the point is... the point is that if I was supposed to know, if it was something that easy to understand, I'd, well, understand it.
[Symbolism, y so hard?]
Perceptor, I try, but maybe...maybe it was reminder not to forget. Not to slip.
[He is TEFLON against compliments!]
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[Perceptor nods with a little sigh. Then he frowns and considers Drift for a long moment.]
That makes a certain amount of sense. There are certainly much more... traumatic... "gifts" that could have been selected if the intent had truly been to hurt you and nothing else.
[Like Gasket's head, for example.]
[But there's something in Perceptor's expression that says that he's thinking very, very hard, and hasn't actually said what he's thinking about as he studies Drift. And he's worrying his lower lip again.]