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[ichooseboth]

[The video opens up to a slow series of chords.   A pair of feet can be seen slowly moving forwards, then another set, mirrored; finally it cuts to show the owners of both, small figures, advancing on each other from a distance.

As the rest of the instruments come in an aggressive beat, the camera switches from one set of optics to another in a

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[70ftandcounting]

[D: D: D: D:]

O-optronix?!

[voice]

[ichooseboth]

[Eventually - as in, once Optimus regains consciousness and hauls his sorry aft out of whatever scrap heap he crushed when he landed on it - she gets a staticy reply.]

...O-ow. I'm still functional...

[voice]

[70ftandcounting]

Are you hurt?! Where are you?

[voice]

[ichooseboth]

Nrgh. Somewhere... Bottom of zone seven, perhaps? Eight...? Not sure.

...I will live.

[voice]

[70ftandcounting]

[Hm, neither of those mean much to her. She'd end up dead if she went hunting.]

Are you sure?! I can...I can probably help you...

[voice]

[ichooseboth]

[Yeaaah, don't do that. He didn't answer because he actually wanted her to go looking...mostly because he's rather concussed.]

That is...alright. I just have to make my way to a medic...

[voice]

[70ftandcounting]

Oh, please be careful - if I could get to you I would be able to help...well, I think I would, any way.

[Does it WORK on them? o.o]

[voice]

[ichooseboth]

...I am sure you would do what you could. But this side of the city is far from [static] s-safe. You should stay where you are.

[...she obviously can't see the weird look he gives the communicator, but his groans and grunts as he fights his way out of the Prime-shaped dent in the rubble should be obvious enough.

There is no real reason for it NOT to work, though. Magic is ~magic~]

[voice]

[70ftandcounting]

[She twists her hands, worried.]

Please...be safe, Optronix.

[voice]

[ichooseboth]

...I shall certainly try. Thank you, Rapunzel.