re_alignment | [Video/Action] [Originating from Solian Temple]

[When Wheeljack awoke, it took a moment for those optics to adjust to the lighting of the temple. He hadn't remembered falling asleep...in fact, he couldn't remember what felt like a significant gap of time. Maybe a few hours? Knowing him, he'd probably had too much high-grade, as Wreckers do, and passed out. But still, why was he here? This wasn't anywhere near the bar, nor would someone just give up when his (and Bulkhead's) room was only around the next couple of corners. That's just plain rude.

But there was something else. Something felt...missing. He couldn't place exactly what, but it sort of chewed at the back of his mind. Figuring it was just him trying to remember the events, he shook his helm and shakily sat upright. Yep, this was the Solian Temple, all right. His eyes didn't lie to him. And he's by the altar too. Just like the newcomers do.

That was...interesting.

He gave his arms a few flexes, making sure everything was still functional before he saw his Link lying next to him. Oh, so they couldn't bring him to his room, but they left his Link just in case he needed it. That was nice. He picks it up and flicks it on, eyes squinting at the light of the screen.]

So...who do I give thanks for takin' me home from the bar?

[Guess who's back, everyone!]