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Absolute glitchin' slag.

[There's more insults than those being muttered over the audio, but they're kept at a lower pitch, and the noises of metal or other items being thrown around obscures some of it.]

One of these days I'm actually gonna get to stay put an' where the slag--- [Either the speaker just stumbled over something, or yanked something out of a pile.] Finally! Ugh. Okay.

[And then have video and a red cybertronian with sensor horns leaning against... a very large cannon (or is he just that small?).]

Any of you find a large sniper rifle calibrated for someone my height before I do, I'd appreciate if you ask me if it's mine.

[Because that thing was made for him, so. And while sniper rifles aren't his favourite weapon, he's picked up the talent and he came here with it... as his found cannon can testify. Cliffjumper grunts and drags a hand down his faceplates.]

Got the basics, blah blah, besides that what is the situation? An' for the information, apparently even TransTech, who proclaimed themselves quite above the rest of us, can't make proper stellar span.... er, space bridges.

[He's not going to assume anyone he knows... from either two dimensions or Axiom Nexus is here. And the real kicker? He has the vaguest impression he sort of bounced briefly into the negative polarity universe before coming here, but he's not sure and that, along with his missing weapons, is just torqueing him off.]

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I see, and you ended up there as well.

This is... unfortunately true, though for those I've met so far many seem to either accept my explanation, or are willing to take it as possibility.

Yeah. They were supposedly sendin' us home finally... [He frowns, crossing his arms.] Actually' from what they said 'bout puttin' us in our home dimensions, I'd expected to end up back in my original one, but I'm rather sure I did end back up in ours... An' then I ended up here.

[A scowl and a helmshake accompanies that, both because he's so. slagging. annoyed. But also because he doesn't get it.]

Huh, that's good. Less idiots we gotta beat the truth into. Don't really have Prime to show as a counterweight an' get people to realize how fragged things are.

[The grin, slow and lopsided, is honest; sure, he hadn't needed to be beaten with anything, and still believed the Decepticons when they explained what the launching of the Ark had been intended for, so even suspicious glitches that distrusted any Decepticon could be made to believe...]

I'm sorry that you were unable to return to your true home.

I, for one, am glad that I will have to prove myself in more menial ways then having my opponent here as a 'counterweight'.

Hey, I'm glad I didn't! [The protest it immediate, Cliffjumper's hands coming up, palms out as he scowls.] I promised I'd help ya, and I can't do that from there even if I... should go back too.

[It's such a fragging mess he doesn't really know what to do with it.]

... Yeah, I know. We don't really want him here, that'd just... Ain't a good idea.

[No other way (except expletives) to phrase or explain it because it isn't.]

[Megatron looks a little stunned for a moment before he smiles fondly at Cliffjumper.] I can't say that I disagree with your assistance, we can use it greatly.

Yes, Optimus' presence here would be a very disconcerting thing.

[That smile just causes Cliffjumper to huff and look away briefly, crossing his arms. He'd promised, after all. Of course, some of that surprise is because... ahem, he hadn't promised explicitely to stay and help until after Megatron had become Galvatron which, then, for Megatron hasn't actually... happened yet.]

Better not, 'cause you've been and are gettin' it!

[Cliffjumper's embarrassment melts into a scowl at that thought and he shakes his helm.]

Would be a fraggin' trainwreck, that's what.

Thank you Cliffjumper, you are a wonderfully dependable mech.

I do believe that is the most accurate description if that were to happen, but for the sake of those here, let's hope it never comes to pass.

Sure, wouldn't leave you guys without things bein' finished, and Prime needs to get his tailpipe bent.

[Cliffjumper grins lopsidedly, sharp and pleased, even if the... eloquence of the praise is a bit embarrassing; he's not sure he deserves that much.]

Yeah... at least there might be a possibility of help from... uh... the Firstforged 'round here? Dunno if they would but at least there ain't just us who'd be available to beat him down.

[Still too few around, considering what sort of mech Optimus Prime was.]

I would be quite unlike you to leave unfinished business, wouldn't it?

[He chuckles just slightly at Cliffjumper's comment about Optimus and his tailpipe. Though he wasn't one to say things like that often himself, he could appreciate when they were said.]

The Firstforged, I had been meaning to ask about them. Is this something you are familiar with? Much like the Primus situation?

Mostly I would be loathed to think of others risking their embers, or sparks, to remove him as a danger.

I try not to, really.

[Cliffjumper snorts and shrugs, arms crossed. He really hates leaving things unfinished, but sometimes you didn't have a choice... in this matter, however, he'd make sure he had one, slag be the universe.]

Uh... not really. I mean... not even sure who they are, nothin' like it pings me, but that might be 'cause of the different way things happened in the beginning, or we've just forgotten.

[There was a slight scowl, more thoughtful than not.]

'Cause not much is known 'bout the past or anythin' where I'm originally from.

Maybe so, but you ain't alone, even if you're one of the only ones who can go face to face with him.

[The glare is firm, annoyed... an attempt at hammering in that Megatron doesn't need to do everything alone, even when it's about Optimus Prime.]

We are lucky that it was you who arrived in our universe, by far.

Then we both are unclear on them. They do seem to be quite powerful if they are indeed the first mechs created by Primus with the purpose of forming this world.

[At this point he could no more discredit the possibility of Primus than he could say Prime was completely sane.

There is a pause and he looks to be about to say something to disagree with Cliffjumper but stops.]

I have a feeling anything I say to the contrary will be met with a large amount of dissatisfaction. You and Starscream are quite alike in your dedication to this point.

[He just shrugs and looks off at the praise. There's, surely, a lot better mechs that could've come through... In fact, it might well have been Bumblebee if he hadn't been needed to stay back at base that battle...

And if he would have followed Skyfall through the portal, which he might not have.]

Long as they don't turn out to want to turn us inside out, or whatever, it should be fine.

[If Cliffjumper had heard all the names of the Firstforged, he'd have been able to say something about Nexus Prime, but he only knew the designation of the Firstforged whose temple he was in, and that mech's name he didn't recognize... And was thus slightly suspicious of.]

Damn straight. [Cliffjumper huffs and his optics narrow a bit.] Backup's good, an' since he ain't here, I don't mind giving ya the reminder you need.

[Ricochet's little death-trap thing, that is all.]

Yes, I would agree that staying as we are is for the best. I hope we find our host to be generally agreeable and lacking in any unsavory habits concerning their guests.

[Ricochet's little death-trap would be a rather stinging reminder to bring up considering he had only recently gotten repaired from the damage he took there before he arrived here.]

Backup is certainly agreeable. [Because back up, to him, meant they stayed out of harms way unless he was clearly in danger of losing, and even then it was to get him and get out of there.]

So, where're ya staying? If I remember what the... Acolyte or whatever said, this place [he waves his hands around to indicate the room he's in, which is still the room with the altar that they wake up on] belongs to... uh... Vector Prime?

[He shrugs, not thinking too much on it. It's not a name he recognises, but he doesn't really have any problem with the idea of "the first cybertronians made by Primus" even if this isn't something that he's heard in his reality.]

Back's fraggin' non-negotiable. [Have another stern stare, since, even if he bumrushes nearly everything, all the time? He's a bit hot-headed, it's not exactly planned beyond "seemed like the best idea" and despite what people think... he does know he's not invicible.

He just sometimes chooses to ignore that. Or outright forgets it for the moment.]

Apparently I am in the temple of Prima.

[He pauses a moment to see if the name is familiar to Cliffjumper at all.]

I won't even consider trying to negotiate on the backup.

[He both wanted to placate his friend and confirm that he would behave himself the way others expressed they wanted him to.]

[He does get a reaction; Cliffjumper's optics widen, and the glow flares for a moment as he shakes his helm.]

Okay, that's... that's odd. I mean, sure, I already knew Primus exist an' in a bunch of realities or whatever, but I didn't think the first cybertronian we know of would be present... elsewhere... as well.

[He sounds vaguely stunned, because in a way that's stranger than the thought of Primus existing. That was easy to accept, because even kept in emergency stasis lock he'd felt the reverberation from the scream as Primus was awoken. Even if he hadn't known what it meant at that point, and felt something like shockwaves from the battle against Unicron even if that, too, hadn't made any sense until after he was repaired, woke up and had it all retold to him.

He frowns and shakes his helm, refocusing on what Megatron's saying.]

Good. Otherwise I think Starscream'd be really upset with us.

[He grins though, helm cocking jauntily as he speaks and letting him sort of bounce back from the surprise from earlier.]

Do you think there is a possibility that the First Forged here have held similar purposes in other universes?

[He isn't too concerned with this just yet, his own universe seemed to lack much in the way of Primus and anything directly tied to him.]

It would not do to give Starscream reason for further worry, or upset.

[He prefers when his Second in Command doesn't feel the need to watch him like a turbo hawk for him to do something he shouldn't, like going into a fight without back up.]

Maybe? This's... I dunno. Strange. Wouldn't surprise me if they do, but...

[Cliffjumper shrugs, because while it certainly is interesting, it's confusing and not exactly his area of... "expertise".]

Exactly. 'Cause ya know I'd have to say something if you didn't. [He grins sharply at Megatron and then shrugs.] Though considerin' Starscream, he'd probably have you confessing if you'd done something like that anyway.

I'm sure such information would be very remarkable if gathered, but that is hardly something to focus on here.

[It is something of passing interest to him, but nothing more severe then that at the moment.]

I find it hard to keep such information from Starscream. [He gives a small, fond smirk of his own, meant for both Cliffjumper and the thought of Starscream.] It would be fare too easy to excuse not passing on other, potentially important, information simply because I do not wish to deal with the repercussions of it.

Yeah, not really, I suppose.

[A brief, dismissive shrug. Hey, he was the mech who listened to a computer basically say all the Vector Sigma nodes through the universes are connected as a gestalt and didn't think further on it than that...]

He worries worse than the Ratchet from my original reality, so yeah... hard to keep anythin' from him.

[He grins and it's a good thing indeed that Megatron has Starscream... And while he doesn't find it odd to think that any more, it's still odd that he's had the chance to think it.]

... Was thinking. Gonna go find a room or whatever in here, the Prime I know from Axiom's here an' said we get rooms or something... But. After that... [Cliffjumper trails off a bit, frowning and looking away briefly before looking back.]

Could swing by for a bit?

[After he's seen to Soundwave as well, frag it all.]

It gives him less to worry about if we are at the least honest about what has happened.

[He nods at the question, a smile on his face.]

I would never turn down the company of a friend with out good reason, and I've hardly been here long enough to have built bad reasons, much less good ones.

[He just chuckles at that, nodding with a slight smirk hovering around his lips.]

I'll come by as soon as I've got things settled here, then.

[Cliffjumper pauses, hesitating, before he shrugs. He can totally admit this.]

... Even if neither of us should be here, it's... kinda nice to see people I actually know.

Sounds good to me.

[His smile brightens and deepens a bit at the sentiment.]

Thank you Cliffjumper, and I feel very much the same way.

[Cliffjumper huffs, looking away before turning back, grinning faintly.]

Yeah. Thanks. Right, see ya soon, then.

[Megatron just smiles.]

See you soon.

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