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[It seems like only just yesterday that Kay's feed clicked on with her newest revelation to the world. Well, it's that time again, and now she's...less as excited as last time. In fact, she looks rather distressed. Ever since she slept at Teddie's, she's gotten a closer look at the guitar that she'd received as of late. For awhile, she didn't question it.

Until Teddie brought up that it might be a Transformer child.

But Kay's not that stupid, she's learned how robots make babies. She's more worried about the guitar being something completely different. You see, the guitar is red. Crimson red with spikes adorning it, and two cow-like horns. Now who does that sound like? Well, she certainly has an idea. And that idea horrifies her.

Cliffjumper has been turned into her guitar.

What does she do. Her voice is slightly quivering, as she holds it in her hands with a face much like her icon.]

YOU GUYS... I THINK MY GUITAR IS CLIFFJUMPER.

[Do explain, crazy child.]

I-I mean...look! It's red...there's horns...

W-WHAT IF HE'S UNDER A CURSE??

[Well at least she's being rational.]

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I-I can walk. Miss Solus Prime's temple isn't...too far...

Are you sure?

If you don't want to be alone... I'll come get you.

...Are you sure?

[She really could use it...]

Yes.

Memories... they're too important to be tampered with like this.

T-Thank you Mr. Kagerou.

That's really sweet of you...

Just stay put. I'll be there soon.

[She gives a nod, hurrying to the entrance again to meet him.

It should be easy, especially since she knew what to look for now.]

[And he'll be there, touching down just like before.]

[~~saxophone music included~~]

[And just like before, she dashes for him, clinging to that leg. There's nothing scarier than knowing everything you might know could have been tampered with.]

[He kneels, and offers a hand instead. It seems like a better idea, anyway.]

[Because... out of anyone... he knows this fear. He knows it very well.]

[As soon as that hand reaches down, she climbs onto it, holding to his thumb.]

Mr. Kagerou...I don't know which one is true.

[He curls his fingers. An offer of comfort, as best he can do.]

... Then we need to get you to an engineer who will.

R-Right...

[She clings to those fingers, happy for the embrace.]

Solian Temple...I think it's that way...

I know where the medbay is, yes.

[He looks down at her, then holds her a little nearer to himself.]

Hold on.

[Which is all the warning he gives before he takes off.]

[Those hands cling to any part of him she can find, leaning into that hand.

They only grasp tighter when he starts to move, wrapping her arms around a finger for support.]

[There's all that decoration on his chest to hang onto. It stands out a lot more than on his actual body. But he keeps his hand where it is, supporting her. Because falling from this height is a terrible thing to happen.]

You're human. Your memories have to be there, somewhere.

[The ninja star thing is rather nice to cling to...]

I don't even know that...

I thought I was a cyborg...

[Yeah, THERE'S THAT TOO, KAGEROU.]

[Just don't stick your fingers in the hole in the middle. We still don't know what that's for.]

...

I don't... know anything about 'cyborgs'. I'm sorry.

[A beat.]

But someone else should. It's going to be figured out.

[Oh great there's holes on this one too.]

Y-Yeah. Someone's got to know.

[Her body slumps against that chestplate, running her hand along the side of that star.]

Someone will.

We'll make this right.

[That confidence is contagious, because the girl's starting to catch it, a small smile spreading across her face.]

Right. We will.

[And off they go into the night!]

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