Video [Transmission Originating from: Solian Temple]

[redshirtrobot]

[The video flicks on, to a view of a purple-and-silver mech with a very distinctive (and very red) V-shaped visor. He's poking and prodding around the glyph on his arm delicately, like it might explode in his face if he so much as looks at it too hard. He looks back to the camera after a moment.]

I was in the middle of something. Those lights aren't going to re-activate themselves.

[He pauses and ducks his head after saying that.] Sorry. I guess it will just have to wait until I get back... whenever.

Uhm. Could someone maybe... maybe tell me more about this? [He taps the symbol on his arm. He's sure it has something to do with where he is because he doesn't get overcharged often enough to have had this tattooed on.]

And if someone could tell me where the other vehicons are I'd. Really appreciate it. Thank you.

((OOC: Anyone that's in Solus's temple is welcome to run across him and actionspam it up in here!))

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[ voice ]

[docbot]

My frie- [ Oh. ] Wheeljack.

[ A deep sigh. ] My apologies for his behaviour. I hope he didn't act too terribly towards you. If so, come to the medbay and I'll fix up your dents. As an apology.

[ voice ]

[redshirtrobot]

No offense, but I think he might be dangerously unstable.

[Specifically dangerously unstable in Fracas's direction.]

I'm. All right. Just shaken up. It's uh... [-bizarre-] nice of you to offer, though?

[What crazy backwards world did he wake up in where the "Doctor of Doom" is nice to him?]

[ voice ]

[docbot]

Well he's certainly going to be in danger now, because I'm going to-- ugh.

[He vents loudly, then turns his attention back to this mech.]

Anyway. That's something for me to deal with later. You're sure that you're unharmed, ah... Fracas?

[You've landed on primordial Cybertrion, Fracas. Welcome.]

[ voice ]

[redshirtrobot]

I-I'm all right. Just scratches really, nothing new... Why. Why are you being so nice to me?

I mean I've heard... things.

[This is kind of baffling, really.]

[ voice ]

[docbot]

I'm a medic. Caring for damaged mechs is my primary function. And since factions are fairly moot at this point, you aren't my enemy.

[ A raised brow-plate. ]

Really now? What have you heard?

[ His ego could do with a boost... if this is going to be boosting. ]

[ voice ]

[redshirtrobot]

[He's never actually been asked what the Vehicon grapevine talks about before. Never by a named character someone important, anyway. There's the sound of him tapping his claws together.]

Well, I mean. Most of it is pretty old information, now, but... I heard from some of the mechs that were doing field work that you'd gotten really tough in combat. Started doing missions and everything.

And I heard that you tackled one of the engineers trying to get information, and... something about you calling yourself the "Doctor of Doom"?

You, uh. You really rattled the mining division.

[Yep. He totally heard all about that time you got a little silly on Synth-En.]