re_alignment | Audio [Transmission Originating From: Solus's Temple]

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✘ tf: prime | vehicon/fracas (occ)

Audio [Transmission Originating From: Solus's Temple]

[Fracas has been absent for a quite a while. Really, less absent, more... asleep. If nothing else, it's kept him out of trouble. He slowly sits up with a groan, looking around. What. What did he just get back from, even? Or... remember?

Oh. Oh.

He turns on his communicator. Audio-only for now; he's not really feeling up to video.]

I need to see a medic, if one's available. Not. Not Knock Out.

[And briefly, Fracas sounds almost angry.]

But I do need to speak to him.

... Could someone tell me what I've missed, while I'm at it?

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Do you want some company? I can either come visit you in person, or keep you company this way, if you want.

I take it something rather distressing happened. Is it like with others, where they seemed to be back home, despite being here, and have new memories of things that occurred?

[He may not always respond but he has caught that theme with those who wake up from falling asleep like that via the posts on the link.]

If you want to stop by I wouldn't mind. Just... just after Red Alert checks me over.

[He actually manages a short, nervous laugh at that. 'Rather distressing' is putting it mildly.]

Distressing. Y-you could, uh. You could say that. And yeah it's... things happened.

Alright, I would be happy to.

[He is frowning though Fracas can't see it, it will come out in the tone of intense worry.]

I am willing to listen if you need to speak about it to let some of the tension regarding it to ease.

[Oh, he hears that tone, and goes quiet for a little while.]

It's. It's complicated. You'll probably think I'm crazy.

[Have a soft but friendly chuckle from Megatron Fracas, not to belittle your situation, but because of the facts of the matter.]

Fracas, my friend, I come from a place where things are significantly inverted from your own, and was introduced to this concept by Cliffjumper, who, before the death of the one originating from my world, existed as Optimus Prime's closes and most trusted friend. And now you and I are living on a new Cybertron with all of the things that have come from that. There isn't much you could say that would make me think that you were crazy.

[Fracas pauses for a long while. What Megatron said was right, he knows... but still.]

... Two of my superiors made a zombie that ate a significant amount if the ship's crew, some of whom I had to shoot myself before they could drain my energon and make me zombies like them.

Also the Insecticons left.

[He waits a moment to digest that, yes, it did sound a bit crazy, but he wasn't about to doubt Fracas's statements. Even if it wasn't real it had been very lifelike to the vehicon and that is what mattered.]

I am sorry, it must have been very hard to deal with, and to have that happen to fellow crew mates. It must have taken a lot of strength to do what you did.

[Fracas wishes it had just been a particularly vivid nightmare or fever dream. He does. But he remembers the juttering of his arm as he fired and the breathy, hissed cries for energon from bots he used to know.

He has to pause, again.]

... I-I was screaming the whole time.

I'm sorry, I wish there was more I could say then just that, but I don't know what I can do for you specifically.

[He comes up to the room where Fracas was.]

I'm here, have you had a chance to be checked out?

It's okay. It's. It's not your fault...

[Fracas is still sitting on the berth he woke up on, one knee up to rest his chin on. He perks a little, wings flicking, and nods.]

Yeah. Red Alert said that I'm. I'm okay. No bites or anything.

[Megatron smiles and approaches the vehicon, tentatively going to sit next to the mech on the berth.]

Good, I am glad to hear that at least in a physical sense you are doing well.

[He offers a friendly hand on the shoulder for Fracas, not sure if a hug would go over well, but wanting to do something to offer comfort.]

[He shifts over to give Megatron a little more room to sit, nodding slightly.]

Yeah. One good thing. I still can't believe they would do something like that...

[The hand on his shoulder is comforting for him. Hugs would be a little odd, but this is just about right. Fracas leans into the touch, closing his eyes a little.]

Do you know why they did it?

[He offers a confused look.]

Because they could. Maybe they were trying to make a super-soldier for Lord Megatron. He's been more interested in Shockwave's projects than them lately...

[Possibly because huge dragon robots.]

Do you think they were using it to try to gain attention from your world's Megatron?

Maybe. That's a really terrible way to get his attention, though... half his army died or deserted.

I will not defend their actions, as they clearly were in the wrong to tamper with such things. It honestly seems foolish to put at risk so much for perhaps some recognition.

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