[ VIDEO ][ ORIGIN: Megatronus Prime's Temple ]

[bloodsporter]

[ Overlord always had a bit of a flair for the dramatic when addressing an audience, so video it is.

He's unashamed of showing his face, broken eye and all, energon drying on his cheek. He surveys the feed for a moment, annoyance tugging at his expression. It eventually molds into a default smile. ]

I've been briefed on the situation. Decepticons! I'm assuming command from this point forward. Join with me and you will be rewarded.

[ And just by the tone of his voice, it's less asking and more of a demand. He reaches up, wiping away stray bits of glass and smearing the tacky drops of energon over his cheek. Very casual, like it doesn't hurt at all. ]

Perhaps one of you would be kind enough to help me. I'm in need of repairs. Bring me someone who can do the task.

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[warborn]

What kind of meaning was behind 'Korra'? he had the urge to ask. An urge that died as quickly as it came.

Focus. He could- sort of. See the subject change for what it was. And anything that let him think of anything other than him was a lifeline he'd take.

Slowly.

"Onlined d-during the war. Built for it. F-figured it f-fit."

Mostly.

[not_halfbaked]

Korra found herself reminded of her world's 100 Year War, Sifu Katara born during it and enduring it in her adolescence....

Suddenly Korra found it all rather sad. Sadder than it already was, anyway.

She tried to shake it off; it was her turn now.

"I think my name means 'maiden' back home." Kinda obvious, but hey, she did prefer being direct.

[OOC: Digging around, found that apparently in an interview the creators said Korra's name is based on a dog named 'Cora.' Googled 'Cora' and pulled up a baby name site, which actually said Cora is Greek for 'maiden.']

[warborn]

Home. She looked human, he was guessing, so that meant...

"Earth?"

One word without stuttering. Small victory, but it was one at least, he thought. He'd learned to treasure those, over time, though they were often hardly worth the effort fought...

[not_halfbaked]

"Yeah, but I don't know if it's one you know. Getting here, I've learned there's more than one version of Earth."

Korra crossed her arms. "What's the Earth you're thinking of like?"

[warborn]

Fit with multiple dimensions. But either way...he shook his head, slowly, rubbing his face.

"Never...never been there." He just knew humans came from it, but hell - he'd never seen a human before this place, for that matter.

[not_halfbaked]

"Oh, so I guess you just heard of it.... Where have you been? Besides, y'know, here."

[warborn]

"...plenty've places." He leans his helm back, dimming his optics a bit. His hands are still there, but they've lowered; he doesn't seem to be hiding as much anymore, at least.

The initial stress has passed, though it's still there. Clearly. It's simply not...being built up, anymore.

He names a few planets, a few places on said planets; Simanzi among them, though that was back on Cybertron.

Garrus-9 - the prison he was warden of - is not among them.

((OOC; Canonically he's been plenty of places, but not much of them have been named; hopefully the handwaving is okay?))

[not_halfbaked]

(OOC: Handwaving is cool.)

"Wow." Korra was in awe. "It sounds like you've been all over. I barely left my home and then got to know Republic City even less, before getting stranded here. But I've always wanted to travel."

[warborn]

"Yeah, well...'swhat happens when you're in a war."

You're sent where they send you - or stationed there for a few years. However it goes. And with the war taking place in so many places...

Fort Max was a good soldier.

Was, he thinks bitterly. Now, if he's cowering from a voice on a comm...

"...plenty of place here to explore, I figure." Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to leave for a while. See what's out there.