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Hello? Anyone--Oh, slag, wait--

[The camera finally turns on and a frustrated looking Hound appears, his expression brightening a touch once he realizes the piece of tech is working the way he wants it to be now.]

There we go. Hound reporting in. I'm trying to contact the crew of the Lost Light, if anyone is out there listening to this and watching it. I'm not sure how I got here, I think something might have messed up again like it did when we left Cybertron but I would really like to get back to the ship.

[He glances at something out of view of the camera, optics flickering with an interested sort of look.]

It's..weird because this planet looks like Cybertron but there's a few differences I'm noticing as well, mostly stuff familiar to what we saw on planet Earth.

[Not that he's complaining because it's a bit of a dream come true for him. Hound focuses on the camera again, an almost sheepish look there as he rubs the back of his neck with his free hand.]

I guess what I'm looking for is transport? Or at least a sign that everyone is okay?

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[Interesting. Very interesting.]

I am not sure. It just seems that most of the inhabitants of this place thusfar have them.

That's...no that's not good then.

[Hound's visibly uncomfortable and worried now, looking around at all the junk and shifting some before his optics go to the camera again.]

Is there anyone that might have an answer? I'd really rather not get in trouble or anything.

Look on the bright side. No one has claimed you as their property.

As for an answer, you might want to speak to one of the First Forged themselves, if you can find one to contact.

Property? Is..are you someone's property? I'm not really sure what you mean by that...or what you mean by the First Forged exactly.

[Because it was all kind of hard to believe.]

Well, not exactly. But I have a mark on me that indicates I am to align myself with one of the First Forged-- the original Primes.

Interesting..

[This, in combination with what Vandal had told him is really really intriguing to Hound. His optics flicker in a way that Mirage will know is a clear sign that he's itching to get out and explore more.]

Don't let me keep you. Go see what there is to see, but stay away from the Badlands and watch your back.

[So like his Hound. So familiar and comforting even unintentionally. But... It wasn't. And he couldn't risk it.]

[Hound grins some, nodding as he lifts a hand and salutes the camera slightly.]

Right. Stay away from the Badlands. Got it. I'll be careful, don't worry, Fox!

..And thank you. I mean it.

You're welcome. If you need anything, keep an open comm.

I will!

[He smiles this time, rather brightly, waving slightly at the camera before he starts to cut it.]

Maybe I can find some interesting things to show Mirage when I get home.

[It's a small aside, said to himself more than anything as the connection closes, an almost wistful look on Hound's face there for a moment.]

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