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[It's only been five days since he passed out, but for Bulkhead it's felt like much much longer. Months, probably close to a year if not more, had passed back home. So much happened. Too much happened. Especially the loss of Optimus. It turned a defeat of Unicron into a bittersweet victory.

It was a cruel irony after reviving Cybertron, and life being restored to the Well. But at least the rest of the team had each other. Would help each other through this, like with everything else that had happened.

He gives a groan as his systems power up again, after being down for a days. His eyes lighting up as he sits up, rubbing at his helm for a moment. Before he looks around, hand dropping as he blinks for a moment. Wondering where he is, before it clicks in his mind again. He glances at his shoulder, feeling that comforting weight of the familiar glyph again.

Oh, right.]

Home sweet home.

[He mutters, as he swings his legs over the side of the berth he was on. Other than a little banged up ~~considering he was real recently in a ship crash~~ he's otherwise in good shape physically.

Right, time to locate people, and find out who's still here. He pushes up and stretches, before heading out of the room.

Later, he send out a short audio message.]

Uh, hey. Guess I'm back. Uh...I miss anything? ...how long was I out?

[Feel free to encounter him in the temple, the room, or contact over the comms.]

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Let's just be glad that things ended well for us.

I talked to Ironhide about it, perhaps he will help if only to not die of boredom.

[At that suggestion, Knock Out's eyebrows go so up they get hidden behind his helmet.] Excuse you?

Yeah, glad of that. Coulda gone a little better. But...we still have Cybertron. [That's one good thing, even if Optimus won't be there to enjoy it.

He perks up at that, though.]

Ironhide? Huh, hope he contacts us then. Yeah, why we keep tryin' to recruit people. Give them something to do. Though construction ain't for everybody.

[Speaking of that....]

What?You're so interested in it. [He's trying hard not to laugh at your face, KO.]

Having that is better than nothing. And he was back too, in a way. [He knows what you are thinking buddy.]

I'm not sure. he seems to be busy doing nothing but complaining but who knows...stranger things had happened. Fracas is part of the road crew after all.

[Bulk! >:[ Hard work, ugh.] Why to waste my numerous talents out there when I can be in my clinic patching you all up after you do something stupid? [His safe and cozy clinic...♥]

Yeah, yeah he was. Even with all the work it still needs, it was Cybertron. [He'd rather not talk about it. He's not really enjoying the fact that he essentially saw Optimus die. Twice.]

Hey, the roads were Fracas' idea in the first place...plus he wanted to help build them. But hey, his choice. Not gonna push anybody to help out.

You could patch us out there. [Seriously, how did Breakdown put up with you.]

I wonder if we will get back there one day. Permanently, I mean. [Knock Out doesn’t want to talk about that anymore now that it stopped being funny and became all depressing.]

That’s my boy, all grown up and building roads. [Knock Out wipes a fake tear from his optics.] Jokes aside, is he any good at it or he’s getting injured and not telling me?

And ignore the other patients in my clinic? I think not. [Don’t bring up Breakdown B’(]

Possibly. Gotta find a way to get there first, though.

Honestly? He's way better at it here, than he is back home. [No seriously, you didn't see them.] And that was after workin' with them for months.

How many you got in there now?

Give us more time.

Back home? You made him build roads too? When did that happen? [He's glad he didn't.]

There was Mccrane, Issac, Axel and some others who got sick this last week. [They miiiiiight be healed and gone already but Bulkhead doesn't need to know that right? Right.]

Not roads, no. Optimus put me in charge of reconstruction. And, well...needed a crew. Took some of the less aggressive Vehicons. [AKA: The ones that weren't locked up with you.] We were workin' on rebuilding a landing field just before what happened. Not long after we got back to Cybertron after leavin' earth. Only a few months or so.

Huh, how are they doing?

And you chose ....the vehicons. [A+ Bulkhead.] And how many of those almost killed themselves while working?

The organics are much better. McCrane too but I think something's worrying him.

Yeah. the Vehicons. Didn't have much more choice. [There was only a handful of them on the whole planet, if you didn't notice.] Quite a few, but...they've gotten better.

Well...there is a lot to worry about here, Knock Out.

At least they try really hard. [That he can admit.] If i ever get back I should talk to them. i always want to meet Fracas's boyfriend.

Yes, I know. [He like McCrane so he's sliiiiiiiiiightly worried.]

Assumin' you remember meeting Fracas here. But...they were pretty nice guys back home. A little wary unlike here. But can't blame them, considerin'.

...there anything you think he's worryin' about?

I forgot that we don't always keep our memories. No, we can't...

Yes. Just about everything.

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