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To all of the new refugees:

I am Ultra Magnus. Second-in-command of the Lost Light, the duly appointed enforcer of the Tyrest Accord, second-in-command of the local law enforcement of this Cybertron, and one of the members of the law committee.

Many of you are arriving with concerns and questions, naturally. We understand; many of us are here to assist you. Should you find your questions unanswered, I will attempt to guide you. However, I will admit, there are many things I don't yet know, but I will work to find you an answer. The circumstances of your arrival have been curious. [And worrisome.]

Wing and Drift are offering a location for your temporary stay. Perhaps we could work on something slightly more personable for you in the future. That can be a project worth arranging if Haven's Hub does not have enough space.

To remaining citizens:

Blurr has begun a memorial service in regards those lost to us and the dead. If you wish to pay your respects, perhaps you should observe what he's done.

I am aware of First Aid's murder. I will investigate. I will find who was responsible. And they will be brought to justice. This is not a promise, it is a fact. A truth.

I request that you remain as helpful and welcoming to our new arrivals as much as you can be.

[Private to: FIRSTFORGED]

I have several questions, should any of you be available.

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So the sound we kept hearing, trying to draw us to the Badlands -- it was Calling.

We should expect an attack of some kind?

We are all but infested with Glyphless and you ask-[okay he takes a moment to tone down the indignant part of him. CALM, COMPOSURE...]

Yes.

Infested?

...Are you talking about the arrivals with no glyph?

Precisely.

That must be a mistake. Many of them would not attack us, Vector. They're--

[Some of them are a friend.]

Many are my crew. Some various versions.

They seem harmless now, but make no mistake; it is the Glyph, the Mark of Primus that seperates you from the ones that were brought here by Unicron's direct influence. However some of you...act, you are still comparitively safe.

The Glyphless, all, in time...they all turn.

[another pause.]

I am...sorry. It would be best to put them down before they go mad. I am uncertain why Prima has not called us to, already.

You're suggesting I kill my men. My captain. That I turn my back on them.

If you would rather watch them lose themselves, then I can do nothing to stop you.

But I will offer no sanctuary to those I know will try to kill us all.

I see.

Your time is appreciated. But I will not ignore my duty, nor those who need me.

[But it's disappointing that apparently the Firstforged will.]

As mine is to Cybertron and not its enemies.

[two can play at that game, Magnus. you're the one arguing for a bunch of ticking time bombs. still.]

I hope for best for your efforts, but I must prepare for the worst. If I prove to be incorrect about these matters, then I will address that then.

They are not your enemies.

[It's spoken sternly. You have your duties, but he refuses to see them as such.

Look at Tailgate.]

Noted.

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