[audio] - from somewhere in Liege's temple which is NOT his room

[angleofscience]

[Things were completely wrong, and this wasn't where he ought to be, but he wasn't sure if Starscream's precense was more of a surprise than all the proof of things being off were.]

I want to know anything different from whatever you term as normal that might have happened in the last sixty hours or so.

[That wasn't a request by the way, and Jetfire's voice is recognisable, but much sharper than he'd usually sound - mostly to hide his frustrated confusion over what he found when he looked over himself to see what was different in conjunction to the different place he woke up in and found the Link.

He's looked through it, and what in the name of Cybertron was that?]

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[angleofscience]

... No, I don't. Natives to this Cybertron?

[And then he pauses, honestly taken aback by the question - aback and wary. He doesn't know youuuu Blurr, sorry.]

Perhaps later.

[raceme]

Yes, more or less. They are the ones in charge of this place and they're like demi gods. Since the storm happened they have been missing completely. Asking the acolytes didn't really help much.

[The only way to know someone is to expend time with them. Jetfire >:/]

Alright. Ping me at any moment.

[angleofscience]

So they are... the appelation. Is it an - as far as you know - accurate description? They're the first of this Cybertron?

[That's interesting, so it's a pity he can't meet them. And he's not going to be able to relax enough to spend time with you, Blurr!]

[raceme]

That's right, yes. Created by Primus himself.

[Are you sure your processor wouldn't melt if you had to face a god again, Jetfire?]

[angleofscience]

... Right. [Nothing so... dramatic, but that single word is drawn out as he drags a hand down his helmeted faceplate.]

Yes, that is indeed the oldest theory of where the first came from, though whether or not that's true, even if there might be some sort of power source within Cybertron...

[That's his take and he's sort of... maybe... might... be able to connect it to Primus. Maybe.]

[raceme]

[Blurr's not going to lie, it's nice to know that certain things hasn't changed.]

I fought Unicron's forces in more than one occasion here. The Evil is real, so I'm pretty sure God is as well. But all's a matter of perception.

You still have your glyph, right?

[angleofscience]

[Jetfire is still Jetfire, yes, even if he's sharper and less... patient.]

Power can come from many origins, and merely because someone claims they follow or have obtained it from a particular source---

Ah? Er, yes? [Jetfire's visor flash, and the softer tone as he's been arguing this hardens a little.] What does it have to do with the the current topic?

[Not that he hadn't wondered what it was.]

[raceme]

Yes, I know, I know...[He knows better than discuss the subject with Jetfire. any jetfire.]

Good. [Blurr looks relieved.] At least that means you are nt going to go crazy anytime soon. probably. Those who arrive here without a glyph are more influenced by Unicron's powers and eventually get violent and mad.

[angleofscience]

Hmmm. [His visor dims briefly, and underneath it, Jetfire frowns.]

Regardless of how these changes or sudden displacements have happened or affect us, it's quite clear they remove the status quo and replace it with confusion - and depending on, perhaps, to be blunt, chaos.

So even with a glyph, influence seems to be impossible to wholly be protected from.

[raceme]

Yes, true.

The last time something like this happened it was because Alpha Trion lost some of the pages of one of his books. But I don't think anybody have found any pages this time. any

[angleofscience]

Considering, if what you said is true, that the changes, or displacements, happened right on the back of this pillar arriving, it would stand to reason it is somehow involved.

So, to that end, an investigation will have to be conducted at some point, as said.

[raceme]

That we will do. is the next curse of action what worries me. The pillar is so tall the end goes through the lambda itself. Trying to destroy it might not be the brightest idea.

[angleofscience]

Perhaps, perhaps not.

[There's a shift of metal as Jetfire shrugs.]

It depends on what the pillar would be made of, and how the space-time anomaly it extends from... or up into would affect it, or affects the environment around it.

It may not follow normal laws of physics.

[There's a slight, annoyed huff at the end there. But that's how dark science works, if this is even remotely similar... short-cuts and warpings.]

[raceme]

[Blurr blinks, taken aback.] I...didn't thought of that. How do we test that in a safe way, though? One that doesn't endanger all the Haven?

[angleofscience]

I doubt there is a safe way in this particular situation, though a cursory investigation should hopefully lend some more data to give a better view of the situation... and how much damage outright destroying it might do.

[Jetfire shakes his helm, tilting it to the side.]

However, it might be necessary either way, depending on what it can do, or the effects it might end up having.

[raceme]

No, there probably isn't. I will have to check what member of the police force still remember their real safe and talk to mcCrane about organizing a party as soon as possible.

Would you be alright? Do you want a place to stay? Seeing how you seem uncomfortable in your old room...

[angleofscience]

Hopefully something will be yielded from it.

[The question, despite the conversation so far and the dribbles of evidence from previous comm conversations he doesn't at all remember, takes Jetfire aback.]

No. I believe I will be fine. [The short, sharp tone is back.] I'll handle this.

[raceme]

[He nods.] I hope so.

[Blurr is used to Sentinel's mood change. While this is not 100% like talking to him it's something Blurr is used to deal with.]

If you are sure.

[angleofscience]

Absolutely sure. [Then there's a pause as Jetfire hesitates...]

But, er... thank you for the... offer.

[raceme]

Okay.

You are welcome. Take care.