AUDIO; location - Vector Prime's Temple

[thehardway]

I was debriefed on the situation at hand. I will say this: temporal displacement is specifically against all laws known to me. However, since this was ... an accident and not due in part to any present individuals that I know of, it seems that this is an issue I'll have to let go of.

That aside, I do have other pressing matters at hand.

I am Ultra Magnus, second in command of the Lost Light and agent of the Tyrest Accord. Rodimus, if you are present, respond.

Any other members of the Lost Light should report to me immediately.

If there's anyone else who feels they need to give me additional information, I will accept.

Ultra Magnus, out.

Comments

[Voice]

[warborn]

You think punishment is suffering? You're worried about me keeping those pieces of scrap metal holed up in there? You didn't see them loose! You didn't see the slaughter that followed, you weren't fed to them like some ene-

[it's about that time that Magnus's voice cuts through. Fort Max emits a single snarl before terminating the feed]

Re: [Voice]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Yeah because it would probably suck to have Whirl reply that the reason those prisoners were so brutal when they were freed was probably directly connected to how they were treated under....uh...wow...Fortress Maximus's tenure.]

[Voice - locked] as requested~

[ichooseboth]

[Well, Magnus certainly handled that before he could get involved, thankfully, but Optimus was still...concerned. Given what little information he'd gotten out of Fort Max before... He pinged him back.

Repeatedly.]

[Voice - locked] heh

[warborn]

[it takes more than one ping for Max to respond, but when he does, it's not with words. all he does is send a return ping, acknowledging and establishing a connection.

yeah, he's listening.]

[Voice - locked]

[ichooseboth]

[...So that's how it is going to be, Max?

He sends a request-ping in return.

Location?]

[Voice - locked]

[warborn]

[he almost gives it out of routine - this is the /Prime/ asking, of course, the head commander of the Autobots - but manages to stop himself just in time.

...he'll have to explain, won't he.]

Bad time.

[Voice - locked]

[ichooseboth]

Then I'll make it quick.

[NOPE sorry Max. He repeats the location-query ping.]

[Voice - locked]

[warborn]

Can't it wait?

[please?]

[Voice - locked]

[ichooseboth]

No, Max.

[Sorry. PING.]

[Voice - locked]

[warborn]

[damn.

it was worth a shot.

finally, reluctantly, he answers the ping with a location - all the while struggling to his feet in the medbay, trying to 'fix' himself up so it looks like he's just there for a checkup, as opposed to recovering from heavy damage.

that'll take a while.

and it won't be very effective.]

[Voice - locked]

[ichooseboth]

[It's a lost cause Max. Your fussing won't help much, nor will it take Optimus long to get there.

So when he finally walks in...he draws up short.]

...Well. When you said it was a bad time, I wasn't exactly expecting this.

[He looks the other mech over, frowning under the mask.]

What happened?

[Action]

[warborn]

[when Optimus arrives, he's leaning against one of the medical terminals, trying to disconnect himself...

only to freeze at the sound of Optimus's voice.

er.

well.

damn.]

...

[he turns his head, slowly. reluctantly.]

I...got hurt.

[Action]

[ichooseboth]

...Well yes, I gathered that much.

[Optimus steps within arms-reach, offering a hand.]

Should you even be up?

[Action]

[warborn]

[...he could make it back to the berth without Prime's help.

maybe.

if he went slow, and didn't mind falling down once or twice.

...reluctantly, Max takes that hand, pushing himself up and away from the terminal.]

Just...stretching my legs.

[Voice : Private]

[rungout]

[Unaware that another is attempting contact as well and despite the fear dwelling inthe back of his mind born out of a bad situation all around, Rung attempts to contact Fort Max himself, pinging the other, hoping that he'll respond.

Because, like with Whirl, Rung does worry.]

feel free to pester him until he responds

[warborn]

[unlike with Optimus, Rung doesn't get a pingback. possibly Max doesn't recognize the signal, possibly he doesn't care about it -

could be any number of things, really]

Oh Rung plans on it.

[rungout]

[The therapist wasn't that easy to throw off, Rung really havin nothing else to do so why not just keep pinging. And pinging. And pinging some more.]

bwahaha also still locked/voice

[warborn]

[hey, look, persistence is rewarded.

albeit by an unpleasant /snarl/]

What.

locked/voice

[rungout]

[It takes everything Rung has not to cut the line just because angry Fort Max brings back bad memories. But..]

...Hello Fortress Maximus.

locked/voice

[warborn]

[and just like that, the anger's gone. replaced with shock and confusion and you're dead and

and it wouldn't be the first time someone who's supposed to be /gone/ came back, a voice in his processor whispers]

...you.

Re: locked/voice

[rungout]

Yes, me. That seems to be a reaction I'm getting from various others, to varying degrees.

[Pauses before he speaks again, voice softer.]

Are you alright?

locked/voice

[warborn]

[...]

I'm not gonna start another situation, if that's what you're worried about. Much as this place'd be better off without him.

Re: locked/voice

[rungout]

I'll admit, the worry did cross my mind considering..

[Last time. Their history.]

But I figured you both could find it in you to not do anything. I contacted you because I wanted to make sure you were okay.

locked/voice

[warborn]

[he snorts derisively. if Whirl'd been in the same room as him, he wouldn't be saying that...

...then again, Max is the one who's injured, not him.

not that. it'd make difference.]

I'm fine. Never slaggin' better.

locked/voice

[rungout]

Which isnt all that convincing at all. [Softly still.]