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[neededthat]

[The feed flickers to life and Ratchet peers into the communicator he has, tinkering with it. At least it's working... somewhat. He looks like he has woken up in the temple of Solian Temple.]

Blasted thing. My own communications aren’t working. It must be scattered or something. [The video flickers and Ratchet smacks it a few more times, to make it focus again, grumbling under his breath as he looks around.]

Ultra Magnus, Bumble Bee, if anyone can hear this, I require assistance. I don’t know if you can triangulate my transmission and find my exact location or not, but-- Oh, what am I saying?

[He rubs at his face, his mind raking for ideas.]

That bot said this is Cybertron but... it's not one I'm familiar with. [He pauses with a heavy sigh passing through his vents.]

For all I know, I could be just talking to myself with this thing.

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Comments

[neededthat]

Go with... [But what about... he shakes his head and waves his hand to push away the subject.]

I don't go to parties.

[4_toteachus]

When was the last time you went to one?

[neededthat]

Does that even matter?

[4_toteachus]

Consider it a part of your Haven experience.

I'll let you know when the next one comes up!

[neededthat]

I told you, I don't go to parties.

[4_toteachus]

I have a thing to do, but I'll talk to you later!

Bye!

[Parties or no, Four feels the need to have the last word.]

[neededthat]

[...He stares at his comm device, for a few moments, before rolling his optics and shutting it off for now.]

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