[Video | By the Lake]

[shutupndrive]

[While he hasn't been overly social as of late--outside of hanging out with Blades here and there and fanboying over Prime, Smokescreen has been at least keeping tabs on everything. So he knows that things have been kind of weird.

And now he's worried because he hasn't heard from or seen certain individuals in awhile.]

Has anyone seen Prime--my Prime, the one from mine and Bulkhead's home? I haven't been able to track him down.

[And he's worried. Because he doesn't want to lose his father figure leader.]

Not that I don't think Optimus can't take care of himself or anything...I'm just wanted to report in. You all know how it goes, right?

[He fidgets a bit, doorwings drooping some as he glances over at the lake.]

...Bulkhead? Wheeljack? Cliffjumper? You guys alright too?

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[neverputincharge]

[But older more mature bots can do it too...sometimes. You're not that old yet, Smokey.

He's silent for a moment.]

If it's ta help him, then we ask them what they plan to do. If it's for other reasons, then we'll have to find a way to stop it.

But we aint alone, there's others here that'll help. Want to help.

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[shutupndrive]

...Yeah I know...I know, I just...it's all....such a mess.

[He sounds defeated, because he kind of is at the moment, finally turning and just kind of trying to bury himself against Bulkhead's side.]

This sucks.

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[neverputincharge]

[Bulkhead's feeling it too. He really is. He hates feeling like he can't do anything. Especially when it comes to their leader. It feels like they're failing him when he needs them the most. Like back when Optimus lost his memories and thought he was a con.

He's feeling the weight on his shoulders, though. He's having to take up the responsibility and come up with the plan, when he's more used to following them then he is making them. Their team is barely here, even more so with Arcee and Cliffjumper looking to be missing too.

But right now, he's trying to be the strong one for Smokescreen. They need to stick together in this, now more than ever. His own optics dimming a little in sympathy when Smokescreen turns into him, watching the expressions going over his face. He tightens his grip a little on his shoulders. His other arm coming to wrap around him too, the best that he can.]

It does, but we'll get through this. [He has to stop himself from saying they've made it through worse. But he's not sure if anything could be worst then this. What's worse than potentially having to kill your own leader? Or...being attacked or killed by said leader.] We just need to stick together and come up with a plan of how to handle this.

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[shutupndrive]

I wish we could fix all. It's not--how is this fair at all?

[His voice his muffled a bit against Bulkhead, the younger boy letting his optics dim to barely nothing, doorwings sagging more though its mostly to make the hug a bit easier.

Because he'd be lying if he tried to say this hug wasn't really, really nice right now.]



...I wish everyone else was here too....I'm sorry I'm being so useless with all of this..

[Action] Fff, this is my only hug icon. JUST PRETEND

[neverputincharge]

No, it's not fair. I don't like the only option that the FirstForged have given us.

[Bulkhead gives the best hugs, he really does. Even if he doesn't give them out often.]

You aint bein' useless. You're still learnin'. This isn't the first time the odds have been against us. But...I still wish Arcee and Cliff would check in.

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[shutupndrive]

[Oh the Firstforged. He wants to say so many things to them--actually, he wants to find Alpha Trion but well, at the same time..it's not his Alpha Trion so what good would it do?

Smokescreen just shifts closer to Bulkhead, optics barely glowing as his vents cycle softly.]

I wish all of the others were here...Ratchet especially. He'd know what to do.