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[sword_redemption]

[The feed that opens is staticky, coming as it is from the outer edges of the network's range, and bears a face that should be familiar to many. Upon closer inspection though, one might notice this Wing is a little rougher around the edges compared to recent newer arrivals. His glyph too, is a brilliant Vectorian gold edged with a strong violet glow. A touch of concern marks Wing's face as he looks right and left before speaking into the feed. The jet is clearly wary of his surroundings.]

Haveners! It's been quite a long time. I wish happier news brought me to this, but alas, the recent disruption of the Lamdba affects us all.

[Behind Wing, over his shoulder, there's a stealthy, disturbingly flesh colored shape slithering down the slope on all fours.]

We hope--

[There's a flash of steel and white and red behind the jet: Drift doing what he does best, which is, apparently, slicing things into sushi, the two--the whatever-it-is and Drift--disappearing offscreen in a grunting flail.]

[The sound of combat rings out off screen, grabbing Wing's attention. The feed is jostled as he almost ends it--clearly Wing is tempted to join the fray--but he seems to change his mind at the last moment.]

Please. Please be wary if you leave the Haven. The wastelands is strewn with foreign debris and creatures stranger than ever roam the land!

[Yeah, and on that note... Drift appears--victorious, of course--holding what appears to be a severed head--actually two, one a smaller, almost vestigial one like a goiter from the neck of the main one--into the camera's range. ]

Anyone else running into these , for example?

[Stay classy, Drift.]

((OOC: Action and network both fine! Responses will be from either--if you have a preference, let us know! ))

Comments

[winged_knight]

He was the first person I met here, after waking up in the Junk Pile. We--[He chuckles, a warm memory]--we had a misunderstanding at first, before the language translation kicked in.

[He's going to miss McCrane. A lot.]

It's very humble, even more so than Haven here, but it's ours and it feels safe and we have all the necessities.

[raceme]

A misunderstanding? Can I ask of what sort? He was one of the people i met too and a good friend.

[They can mis shim together and try to cheer up each other.]

God to hear that. How come you came back then?

[winged_knight]

It's hard to determine friend or foe without language to communicate. The mound of junk we were on was unstable, and he took sudden movements I made as a potential attack. I don't blame him in the least: alien landscape, alien mechaniods he'd never seen before...

[Wing's recollection of the memory is a fond one, how they'd gotten into the trouble and how they'd overcome it.]

Whatever's happened, it concerns me. I was worried for all of you.

[raceme]

Oh that must have been quite the encounter. [He knows that Barricade could be quite violent.] I has a similar meeting with Wheeljack. I was stuck and he tried to get me out of the junk pulling at the spike on my head. [It was really uncomfortable and awkward.]

[winged_knight]

It was certainly an interesting moment. [He cringes in sympathy.] And yours too. That must have been...yeah. [Awkward.]

How has everything else been, since I've been away?

[raceme]

So much for a first meeting, uh? But we got along quite well in the end. [And Wheeljack learned what to do if he wanted to see Blurr squirm.]

Really busy. Many people left so we had to re-organize shifts at the Police Force, the bar and the Habitation wing.

[And guess who's again doing like, five jobs at the same time.]

[winged_knight]

That's the benefit of this place though, meeting interesting new people we otherwise wouldn't have. [He chuckles.] Despite how strange the first meetings might be.

[He gets a grim look at that, though. So many more lost.]

I'm...sorry to hear that. I hope things are still managing though, even with less people?

[Blurr, NO.]

[raceme]

And I've met so many interesting one in two years...[Evan talking tigers who wanted to eat him.]

You know me. I always keep moving forward, is the only way to do things I believe.

[But someone has to do all those things!]