[VIDEO | Vector Prime's temple]

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[What a surprise: Sentinel’s angry. The acolytes are pottering around in the background of the video, having been shouted at and told to frag off. Clearly, any information they had to offer had fallen on, ah, deaf audios.]

Ugh, is there anyone around here who isn’t a useless maintenance drone? These things are swarming all over the place and I haven’t been able to get a straight answer out of any of them!

I’m a Prime; we’re supposed to get better treatment than this!

[He scowls into the camera.]

Anyway, any Autobots in the immediate vicinity report directly to me. I want to know what’s going on and, uh, where I am.

[This is about as polite as you’re going to get from him.]

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[Grumblegrumble] If you say so.

A bar? [He's interested. Never really drank much before because of work and drinking alone is pretty shitty. However, there is always a time that comes when a mech needs a stiff drink, and this is that exact time.]

[He shifts his weight on his feet slightly.] I'd ... really like to find something like that to do. Seeing as this Elite Guard status andeverythingI'veeverworkedfor is useless now.

Should probably find a room first though. I'm tired.

[He doesn't want to think about how just a day ago he was in his own universe. For Sentinel, he isn't counting the days since he arrived; he's counting the days since he left.]

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I was in contact ^{with organists} when I was on earth and even more often here. They are fragile creatures with sharp minds, little things that can surprise you a lot. I'm sure would _like them if you knew them a bit better. And yes a bar it's a neutral and safe place to be.

[Blur is here, he doesn't have to drink alone.] There's still a lot of things to do here and people that needs help. You will find something suitable for you, I'm sure noteverythinguseless... ['You will find something'. Blurr, a master at comforting people, ladies and gentleman.]

Let's find you a proper room and then I will show you the bar. There's many rooms available in the higher towers if you want one of those.

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In contact with them? Eugh, I hope you decontaminated yourself after. The only thing they use those sharp minds for is to ambush you and spray acid!

[He tries to shake off the thought of being around organics with no other choice.] That police force sounded interesting ...

Anyway. I want a room fairly isolated; I don't really [What's a nice way to say this...] want to be around too many of the people here. So, the higher towers sound ideal.

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I had a mission there...Decontaminated? W-why should I...? Human' can't do that, as far as I know.

[Blurr knows that Elita disappeared in an organic planet but humans spraying acid? Now that's a new one.] It's a bit like the Elite Guard back home, just not so organized or big BUT WE ARE working on changing that.

[He can't say he's surprised to hear that.] Alright we will find you one. [Blurr pats his back and starts to walk towards one of the stairs, hoping that Sentinel will get it and follow him.] I have to warn you, the higher towers are realllly high.

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I don't care what they do. Just ... I'd rather not go near them.

[Elite Guard? Antennae perk up.]

I can always help you sort it out! The council always said I was a real 'paper tiger'! Whatever that is.

[He follows quickly, making sure not to fall too far behind. Blurr is his safety blankie.]

Are you implying I'm afraid of heights? Blurr. Seriously.

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I know it's a common _{belief in our} universe that humans are harmful to us but really, Sentinel, they aren't. Might I aks why do you despise them so much?

[Literally? That would be cute.]

More help is always welcome I'm sure you will have no problems getting in. You only need to pass the psychological evaluation and physical test.

[Blurr smiles before snorting softly.]

I would never imply that. [Sarcasm? Nah, you are hearing things.] No I'm saying that this temple was build to be the home of a FirstForged and an a reflex of his power. It's big and also beautiful. Dangerous too, beware if you walk close to the gorge.

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[Looks away awkwardly.] I had a ... really bad experience with them once, okay?

[They did in the series! So, yeah :3c]

[He welcomes the change of subject and perks up fairly quickly.]

Where do I sign up?

Pff. I can deal, Blurr!

[STOP MOM YOU'RE EMBARRASSING MEEEEEE]

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O..kay. [Blurr won't press the issue but he makes a mental note to ask again later, when things are less overwhelming for Sentinel.]

[OMG I forgot or never noticed. Awwww.]

[Blurr chuckles.] Easy, easy....icantbelieveImsayingthis..slow down. We will take _{care of that} tomorrow, let me show you around first. You need some rest.

Well if you are sure. [They haven't reached yet the higher part of the tower but Blurr knows that the gorge alongside the temple makes everything look even higher than it is. As if the temple wasn't intimidating on its own...He points to the nearest window.] Look out. And down.

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[He snorts slightly when Blurr says 'slow down'. Ironyyyy!]

Ok, ok. I'm just ... excited, I guess?

[He stops and looks through the window. Holy shit that is high.]

Frag! That's- [He cuts himself off. Honestly, as long as there's a window or rail, the height won't bother him. It still surprised him, though.]

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[Beautiful irony, it happens from time to time.]

Thatsnotbad! [Primus knows he gets excited way too often about things too.] We reorganized _{ourselves recently} and there's 3 main departments: investigations^{, operations} and recruitment. I know you were drill officer in the Autobot training camp time ago, perhaps recruitment might interest you?

[Sentinel could get a position that deserves respect, at least from the newbies, and he wouldn't be involved in the stuff that requires more tact. Everybody wins, in Blurr's opinion.]

[He told you so, buddy.] Don't worry if you trip, there's a forcefield that stop the fall is we misstep.

(ooc. here's a wip chart about how the PF is organized.)

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[Uh oh, I think I read somewhere he hated that job.]

We'll ... see about that.

[Let's be frank, that's probably where he'll end up. At the moment, I think he wouldn't care even doing paperwork.]

[He's clearly relieved. Accidents happen, after all!]

[Blurr's confirmation of absolute safety gives him more confidence, and he goes right up to the window to look out, leaning on it with both hands. He squints into the distance and it looks like he's about to say something but whatever it was never makes it to his vocaliser - he shakes his head slightly and pushes himself away from the window then continues down the hall.]

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[Ooops, well Blurr had no idea.]

There are other jobs, don't worry.

[Ey, Blurr likes paperwork. He finds it relaxing.]

[And yes they do.] Time to find you ^{that room. Let's} turn to the left there's many of them available on that corridor. WHAT sort of room you would like?

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[Didn't expect him to know, that's not something he'd really share with people. 'Hey, I hate literally every single one of the new Autobot recruits!! Why are you looking at me like that?']

I guessed. I know how the police force on Cybertron worked.

[He taps his chin thoughtfully.] Hm. A big one?

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[You can't keep that sort of things to yourself, Sentinel. It's probably not good. You will end with robo-ulcers or something. But I guess you can phrase it a little better. Like 'I would have liked it if I had a different job.' It's called subtlety.]

Oh of course. Sorry.

[Blurr can help to snicker as he stops in front of the first random room he finds. He knows that one's empty.] Space, sir, will never ever again be a problem.

[He pulls the door open for Sentinel to see. This place was designed for bots that are much bigger than them, since the ones from their universe are always on the short side of the scale, and the room is almost gigantic.]

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[Sentinel? Subtlety? Is that a joke]

It's ok, I've only seen you, what, three or four times before this?

[He was about to go on about how he bestows his forgiveness upon Blurr, but he's stopped by the sheer size of the room. During his time in the Guard - like everyone else he had to stay in rooms he could barely fit in, especially when travelling. Of course, he had his own apartment on Cybertron but was barely in it thanks to the Decepticon uprising. All dat paperwork!! He walks into the room and looks around, looking tiny compared to it. After a contented grunt, he turns back to Blurr.]

It's certainly big. [He rubs the doorframe.] Nice to have enough room to actually move.

What's your room like? [If it's bigger and better than this one, he will not be very happy.]

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[The thing that could never be.]

More ^{or less} yes.

[How nice of you, Sentinel. Blurr never liked smalls rooms, specially after what happened with Shockwave, and he rather sleep outside in his car mode that stay in a tiny room. Newfound claustrophobia is a pain in the aft.]

It's similar to this one but I share it with someone. [A Decepticon. Blurr keeps to himself the fact that he is friends with a vehicon. To his defense, Fracas is a very polite and friendly vehicon.]

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You're sharing it? [He crosses his arms and leans against the door frame.] Why, when there's so many and they're so big??

[Sharing it didn't even cross his mind. It goes without saying that Sentinel is very, very bad at sharing his space.]

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Exactly because there's too many and they're too big, Sentinel. I like the company. [And also because Fracas needed protection from Starcream, but the vehicon is doing a great job on his own.]

I also have a turbofox, Frank, I will show it to you later if you want.

[Luckily for sentinel he can have all the room to himself.]

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Mnh. Well, it's your room to do what you want with, I guess.

[He frowns.] A turbofox? Uh. Sure.

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And what do you say? Do you like this one? if you want one with a different set of windows we can look around?

[Frank kept him company when he was the only one from his world here, Blurr felt really alone and he loves his fox to death. Franks wears a collar with a Police Force badge and everything.]

Yes! I couldn't remember the last time we saw on in our planet but he appeared one day here. He's really fast.

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Nah, this one is fine. The view is nice. [He grins - loving being fussed over like this.]

I thought they were considered vermin? [Sentinel cares not for your adorable pets!]

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I'm _glad then. [Blurr know how scary and confusing this world can be when one is new, he's trying to make things easier.]

What? NO. He's really smar...mmm....helpful. [OI D<] And really good company.

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[His grin is unfaltering. God, does he love attention.]

[That said, he leans against the berth ((I'm assuming there's a recharge berth in the room :v)) and crosses his arms. This Turbofox deal is kinda weird.]

Well, at least it's not just taking up space. Do you have a leash for it, or what?

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[Who doesn't]

Nah, he's very well trained. Most of the time. [yes there is a berth, a really big one.]

AND NOW that your room is set, do you want to stay here and rest for a it _{or you} want to see the bar and have a drink?

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Mh, better than some wild animal.

[Oh. Right. He'd forgotten about that.]

Bar. Yes, right. Primus, some energon would look good about now.