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[neverputincharge]

[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.]

Comments

[neverputincharge]

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?

[deadlydoctor]

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.

[neverputincharge]

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.

[deadlydoctor]

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.]

[neverputincharge]

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?

[deadlydoctor]

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

Yes. Just about everything.