re_alignment | [Audio] [Transmission from: Solian Temple]

[The audio starts up out of the blue, with only a brief pause at the beginning. Even so, every word seems deliberate and carefully chosen.]

Sorry about the timin'a this, but... I've been thinkin' a lot lately. Dangerous habit, I know.

This is the third multidimensional hub I've been in. I've gotten ripped out of dimensions more than I can explain. I've gone backwards in time twice... forwards once. Turned into a human and a cat. Heh, got haiku-powered jet boosters for a while. I rebuilt my own legs from scratch. I've had my processor picked over more times than I'd like. I've lost more friends than I ever wanted to... and made a few more than I've expected. Including a few that were too stubborn to give up on me when they should have. I've seen how how our wars start... and I've seen them end.

And the one ending was enough. Three hubs has been too much, and I'm too old. I know too much that would compromise this Cybertron's chance at having its own future.

I can't stay.

I have a few things to finish up, still, but in a week... I'm leaving. I've heard rumors of a place in the Outlands that could use someone like me, and I've dug out the clues I need to get there.

I'll be contacting a few of you individually; this is what the humans call the Season of Giving, and I have things to give you. Call them parting gifts if you will.

{{Individuals on this list will be getting special presents as listed, though if Barricade is so much as a passing acquaintance of his you can expect a few cubes of high grade left outside your door (or a six-pack of beer if you're human).))

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[He's hesitant a moment. But GOLLY THOSE GIFTS OMG. ;_;]

You... You sure you know what you're doing?

[then, just a very very small smirk.]

But, if you do find Drift and Wing, knowing them, they will definitely need a good medic. And tell them I said hello, and not to be too reckless. If that is even possible.

[He smiles slightly.]

If I knew what I was doing, I probably wouldn't do it at all. The unknown is what makes life interesting.

And I will. If you promise to make sure that Megatron doesn't get himself mauled too much. He's going to need a good medic around, with me leaving.
And I'll throw in some extra finger-wagging at them if you come and pick up this stuff I have for you.

[Darn risktakers. But...]

I'll try my best, but I make no promises. I'll also be sure to bring your gifts to good use.

[And, he smiles.] Just take care of yourself, Barricade.

That's all I'd ask. I'd say that I hope you don't have to make too much use, but with this place who can really say?

[He chuckles.] Always, Ambulon. You do the same, all right?

[Audio] [Transmission from: Solian Temple] - Twelfth Offense

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