re_alignment | [Video - Evening] Lights amongst the dark

[The camera clicks on, and two very different Primes appear. Solus Prime is kneeling down, examining what appears to be a large, metal container as she speaks with Liege, who watches on. A moment goes by before she gives the comm, held in unmoving acolyte hands, a glance.]

-Prima's Touch was a clever addition. It will be interesting to see if his boon will help them survive the wilds more readily- Ah, very good.

[She stands, dusting off her hands with the faintest of pleased smirks.]

In the interests of continuing our work, we have elected to make this next experimental addition for improving Cybertron a bit more...visible.

[She turns a bit somber, optics softening.]

It also happens that it has been an entire solar cycle since you all have started arriving here once more. Roughly. Perhaps that is not a cause for celebration for many of you, but it is still a significant occasion to be honored.

[She gestures to her brother, who rises the lid so she can reach into the container and pulls out...what seems to be a handful of light. In actuality, it is what appears to be little glowing robobugs. They skitter across her plating, varied in design quirks but largely resembling a cross between rotor-laden dragonflies and moths with delicate metallic wiring.]

[Liege reaches out, picking one up in-between his claws and examining it closely--it might be obvious to all who were present for it that these definitely have a relationship to Jetfire's glowbugs.]

It would be best if you left them alone to do their job. They are perfectly harmless. However, they are designed to seek out raw resources and other sources of energy, so following their glow could be quite...lucrative. Consider it something of a treasure hunt, if you will.

Among a plethora of other functions. They should also be able to give us more information about the boundaries and composition of the badlands, once they depart the Haven. Until then...perhaps some enjoyment can be found in their display.

[Solus shrugs faintly, before lifting the lid holding back the swarm and vanishes in the midst of the glowing rush of tiny wings.]

...

[For those not watching the communicators or happen to be outside...from the top of Prima's glowing tower, a different sort of light slowly emerges, and seems to balloon out. The cloud gets larger and larger, like glowing smoke, before breaking up and fanning out in all directions and lighting up the sky.

For the next week, the swarm of Pixels will flock around the Haven, highlighting various, previously unknown energon pools, crystals, and even some nice finds in the junkyard. Solus Prime will be releasing a new batch each night, adding to the swarm until they eventually depart, en mass, for parts unknown.]

[Note: Those who reply to this message with an in-character action of following the pixels will be rewarded with a small item! Be creative in specifying where and how, and see what treasure awaits...]

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[A few pixels flit around Wing's hand, occasionally landing as they still have the same attraction to people as their glowbug precursors. But the majority remain near the fissure, attracted to the continents within, and once Wing looks inside he will surely see why.

The fissure is no cave, at least. On the surface, the gap is only about a body-length long and two hand-spans wide, but opens up roughly an arm's length below. Lighting up the bottom is not the pixels cramming themselves into the hole, but a flowing stream of energon.

And not just any sort of energon, but a vein of energon so pure and potent the pink is nearly white. It seems the pixels, and now Wing, have found what is undoubtedly one of the sources of the energon pools themselves.]

[Wing's face lights up, not just thanks to the little bugs that speckle it or the glow of the energon vein, but at the sheer wonder of he's seeing. Energon in its natural state is something he has little enough experience with as it is. But this is something exceptional, he can tell even with his lack of experience.]

[It may or may not be the wisest thing to do--he doesn't know--but his curiosity and sense of wonder are running the show now so he stretches out on his belly, one hand braced on the crevasse lip as he reaches down gingerly dip a finger into the flow.]

[The energon shimmers, and tingles on contact with Wing's finger, but nothing catastrophic happens. Not only is it pure energon, but it is apparently in a quite stable form as well.

Should Wing hazard a taste, he would find it to be an incredibly intense experience. But of all the veins that flow into the pools, this is probably both the most pure, and most palatable.]

[He's defiantly never seen pure energon like this, not in a liquid form. Just being in proximity makes his plating tingle a little, like being over energized, though it must be all in his mind. Or maybe thanks to the little glow bugs.]

[Letting the energon stream between his fingers did nothing but create a pleasant tingle, so he does the next thing that seems natural for liquid energon: he brings those fingers to his lips and gives it a taste. His pinions flick in surprise that's almost alarm; it's not like anything he's ever tasted before! It's probably good there's no one around to see him lick his fingers clean, but that's when it strikes him: he has a canter with him. Granted it's full of other high grade, a shame to waste it but, how could he pass this up? Whispering a tiny plea for forgiveness from Nexus, he spills the vial's contents off to the side and dips the container into the white energon stream.]

[Wing is certain he's keeping Drift waiting, but if he has this little surprise to bring with him it'll be worth it.]

[Drift's beginning to realize the time for the rendezvous they'd planned is coming up soon, and the last thing he wants is for Wing to worry that he's not there, especially not with, you know, Tarn. ]

Wing, hey. Don't want you to worry. WEverything's fine.

[Because those are always the best words not to get someone worried, right?]

[The ping on his comm comes in almost as if summoned by his thoughts.]

Drift! [Wing sounds excited. And then he parses those words.] What? W-why would anything be wrong?

[Something better not have come up to ruin his perfectly planned afternoon. >:[ ]

What? Nothing. I mean, uh, nothing's wrong. Why would you even...?

[Oh, right, because Drift is a bit Accident Prone. ]

I just, I'm going to be a little late.

Eesh, don't scare me like that.

[All of Haven is Accident Prone okay? And his worry has nothing at all to do with the Potentially Risky Business he just conducted.]

Late? [That's weird, Drift is always so punctual for whatever reason...] Um. That's okay. Because I got a little distracted myself.

I MEAN. Not that much could distract me from you. Just... [SHINY THINGS.]

I, uh, sorry. Wasn't thinking.

[In his defense, he was a little distracted.]

It's just, well, I kind of found something.

Uh. Nothing dangerous.

[He laughs a little.] Hey no worries, better than the alternative.

[Wing is just as distracted really.]

Oh...? [PERK] Like what?

[Wing, you should know by now that Drift is not the smoothest with words off-the-cuff.]

It's like...a crystal thing. Like a cave. It's....beautiful

[He does know, it's often one of Drift's most endearing traits!]

[Just, maybe not...100% of the time.]

A cave? Like the ones near Vector's? [OooooOOOOoooo.]

I found something too, oddly enough. But...I think I can bring it to you. Where are you?

[Energon pools? What energon pools?]

It's different. Like a geode or something. It's beautiful.

[And he thinks 'beautiful' and he thinks 'I want Wing to see this'.]

[A little pause, and then he sends the coordinates for just outside the cave.]

Here.

OOooooooOOooo... [Yeah he really makes that sound.]

[Wing will never stop being touched that Drift finds him synonymous with beauty. He's gotten compliments before but this is...different.]

I'll will be there momentarily!

[Oh he sounds excited now, fascinating discoveries in your own backyard do that to him. He makes sure his vile of the special energon is topped off and secure then rushes out of the tunnel towards the coordinates, flying the rest of the way once he reaches open air. Sure it's probably necessary, flying such a short distance, but he kind of likes showing off for Drift. He touches down with a little less flourish that usual maybe, given his excitement, looking around for Drift.]

[Possibly because Drift's compliments are so raw and clumsy that they can't be anything fake or manipulative. ]

Be waiting.

[And he will be, and the last thing he'd think of doing is complain at the sight of the jet arriving in the air. There's a moment after Wing lands where he just stands there, savoring, before he pulls himself together. ]

Y-yeah. It's over here.

[A precious gem, raw and uncut, is still precious. Whereas a shiny bauble is still just a bauble. Wing knows and values the difference.]

[DESPITE his attraction to very shiny things HUSH.]

[Some might think it vain, showing off like that. But in truth? The look on Drift's face is what he wants: every tiny bit of happiness he can bring to the swordmech is worth it. It's hard not to run up and just kiss that face. In fact why bother even resisting? So Wing doesn't.]

So? What's this wonder you've found? Show me, you've got me all curious~

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