re_alignment | [Video]

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tf: g1 | thundercracker

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Whatever the Pit that was the past few weeks - whoever that was - that wasn't me. That is all.

[The video shows a very whole, very un-beaten-to-crap Seeker, whose wings PERFECTLY MATCH THANK YOU VERY MUCH.]

[LOCKED to Blurr]

Blurr . . . sorry about the confusion. Are you all right? [He won't outright address it, but he remembers the "friend" comment - it means more to him than he can say]

[LOCKED to McCrane]

McCrane . . . thanks. For your assistance. Sorry about the confusion. I'm ready to return to active duty. [Unspoken: "if you'll still have me"]

[LOCKED to Skywarp]

Warp, where are you? ~~[LUCY, I'M HOOOOOOOME!]~~

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You're fully back to your old self?

[Is that relief in his voice?]

As far as I am aware. Of course . . . all considering, I may be the LAST one who can tell that for sure.

. . . you okay?

[He half-remembers you being . . . kinda frazzled.]

Edited 2013-11-16 05:42 (UTC)

I am improving now that this situation is resolved.

Attacks, we can defend against.

Changes like these...

[He shakes his head.]

Will you be alright?

. . . I am a Decepticon.

[The words come out a low growl - of anger, of hurt, of insult, it's hard to say. Even Thundercracker isn't sure. He just knows the words make him feel powerful and capable again.]

I've survived far worse. I will overcome this too.

[THAT part arguably may or may not be him convincing himself as much as McCrane.]

I believe it.

[Given that the 'far worse' had been happening only a few days ago, it's hard not to.]

Is...

Is there anything that I can do to help you, Thundercracker?

[The offer . . . shouldn't surprise him, part of him knows that, but . . . it still does.]

I . . . no, but thank you, McCrane.

[He won't say it, but it's probably still obvious – it means a lot to him, just the other mech asking.]

Just to double-check, though . . . I am still on the police force?

[He can't rationally think why not, but he still needs to hear it. As silly as it might sound, it's as important to him – having a place to belong, people to stand with, and a purpose to fulfill – as joining the Decepticons was once upon a very long time ago.]

Don't worry about me. I was worried, I'm glad to see that you are back to your normal self.

. . . yeah, far as I can tell.

That was just . . . that was just glitched as slag.

Do you want to talk about it? I'm at the bar if you want a drink. [Wheeljack is there getting himself wasted, someone needs to check on you all.]

I'm headed that way, actually.

[And he really has no intention of getting /too/ badly wasted, and he really does plan to go see Blurr once he's sat with Wheeljack for a bit, but . . . yeah, things never work out the way you expect, do they? There's drinking, then more searching for Skywarp which results in finally confirming that he is in fact gone, which in turn results in...basically a massive temper tantrum because SOMEONE doesn't know how to cope with FEELZ.]

Edited 2013-11-18 01:18 (UTC)

[It's hours, if not a whole DAY, later when Thundercracker finally contacts Blurr again.]

Where are you now?

[The fact that he's using audio only might say something about his state of mind. If his tone doesn't.]

[Ah, finally. ]

Back at Solus temple. I was worried about you. [Yes, again.] Did something happen?

Could say that.

I'm on my way.

I will wait for you in my room.

[And go get some cubes of energon in the meantime, you sound like you might need one.]

[Soon after, there's a knock on the door.]

Blurr? It's Thundercracker.

[He opens the door and quickly urges the other mech inside.] You look like something really bad happened. What is it?

[To say that the Seeker looks terrible is probably an understatement. He definitely had something bad happen.]

[He enters the room, standing in the center for a moment, collecting himself . . . or trying to. Truth is, he's worn himself out from the inside out with all the high energy and activity of trying to deal with his grief, he's not been recharging and he's running on not enough fuel. He needs to break down, needs to let himself . . . and he's safe here. He knows Blurr won't turn it against him. Finally, he sinks to his knees with a low, rough keening.]

H-he's gone . . . now . . . after everything else, after everything that . . . that other person put me through! Took everything from me, raped me, tortured me, ripped my home and trine apart, murdered my trine leader, stole my wingmate . . . I-I'd lost him . . . o-only to come back and realize I hadn't . . . e-except I have!

[His voice breaks with static that ends in another low, miserable keen as he curls in on himself, face in his hands.]

It seems quite a few were not themselves for the past few weeks. It seems to have passed at least.

At least.

Are you all right?

[He has to check. He does care, even if he's shit at showing it.]

I am fine. I'm more concern about that pillar.

What pillar?

[Oh, wait . . . ]

The one in the Junkpile?

[He's not seen it personally, but the other him did. That mech just didn't know it was a new thing, as EVERYTHING was new to him.]

What about it? What is it?

You have been to the Badlands. That thing gives me the same feeling as that place.

[He can't help the faint shudder that jolts through him, wings twitching in agitation.]

Understood. Looks like it jammed down straight from the Lambda . . . or else up into it.

Present from Unicron, maybe?

[She gives a bit of a shrug.]

Perhaps, since many seem to think that he is connected to the Badlands.

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