[voice]

[temporaltossed]

[Rachel's voice is tightly controlled, but those that know her well can hear the tension as she speaks.]

I'm sure some people in the city might be glad to hear this [Sentinel Prime, she's talking to you] but I thought I'd let you know anyway

Comments

[notsoloyal]

Unfortunate. The Cybertronian population is almost nonexistent at this point.

[temporaltossed]

I know how that feels.

[notsoloyal]

Doubtful as last I checked, there were still plenty of humans around.

[temporaltossed]

None I'm related to. Or even people I was close to back home.

[notsoloyal]

You are still not closed off from your species.

[temporaltossed]

No, I guess not.

[notsoloyal]

Nor are you in a different body. You know nothing of what this is like.

[temporaltossed]

Okay, fine. I'm an idiot and I don't know anything.

[notsoloyal]

Quite likely.

[Is an aft.]

[temporaltossed]

Know what? I made my little notification and we're done.

[Is depressed and temperamental. Also, she's disconnecting.]

This is entirely your fault

[theprimerprime]

Tell me about it.

no, it's yours

[notsoloyal]

Maybe next one to go will be you.

[theprimerprime]

I don't think so. I'm just not that lucky. I port out, she brings me back. I die, she brings me back. One of these days I'm going to be the only Cybertronian left in this pitspawn of a city, and I'm not looking forward to it.

[notsoloyal]

Hn, you think that she will actually leave you here? It is not unlikely, and it would possibly follow her warped logic, seeing as I have every reason to want to leave, yet I wish to stay. And you wish to leave. Perhaps she'll torture you for a few vorns.

[theprimerprime]

Why in the world would you want to stay here?!

[notsoloyal]

I have to wait for someone to get back.