[Video][Open to all][The Return]

[megaton]

[He and his party have been returning for the last few days, a ragged, shaken group who are nevertheless still alive. They are survivors, and Megatron seems to take a sort of pride in that...walking tall and steady despite an obvious limp. A few blades are slung from his back like trophies, and one or two still have alien-looking hands attached at the hilt.]

I must admit concession to whoever told me it was folly to approach the badlands.

[Here he is. Returned. He wishes he could say it was a relief.]

You were right...

...but so was I.

[He tosses a blade down, letting it imbed in the safe soil at his feet.] Their numbers are greater than ours. If they should attack at full strength, I doubt we would last long.

So why do they not attack us yet?

[He smirks, but it's a bitter smirk.] I have a theory.

We may even be able to use it to our advantage.

Those who offered their support are welcome to this information. Those who did not? Well. We're all in this together, aren't we?

[It doesn't mean he's going to tell. Not right away.]

I'll be at the Hub if anyone wants to hear our stories. If there are any medics thinking about attending...you'll be needed.

[The ones who had come along had done amazingly given the lack of facilities and traveling circumstances, and more weren't going to hurt.]

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[treacherous_widow]

You heard right.

[Her optics are immediately drawn to the fluid still on the blade as she listens to him.]

I always want information. However, before we get down to business, lets set down a few grown rules.

[She tears her eyes away from the blade to gaze up at him for a few moments.]

I'm not getting pulled into any Autobot or Decepticon conflicts. I prefer to build things, not fight. I'm not taking sides.

[Pause.]

But as a Predacon, I think I might have a little more sympathy for Decepticons than most. Providing no one tries to scrap me. That sympathy might extend a little deeper depending on if you make this information with it.