Void saga (hopefully) finale!

[hidden_watcher]

[From Cyclonus's journal here.]

*on the bridge of the Dis, absent-mindedly with an arm around Dreadboots to reassure her* *one optic and audial monitoring the copilot's station, but mostly just watching Galvatron, watching the console lights throw shadows across his proud, fiercely set features, watching those strong fingers move with caressing

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[corruptedhope]

*Meanwhile, somewhere in the bowels of the Cocytus, Rodimus Void's starting to wonder what the hell he drank last night*

[blackwingdove]

*Immolator wanders in, and the light in his optics flicker dangerously. He smirks a bit, but his pace is still too slow for his trademark flames to ignite.* Usually find Jetstorm hung up, y'know.

[corruptedhope]

Cut the slag and get me down from here. *wriggles slightly* What the hell happened, how'd I get up here?

[blackwingdove]

*Immolator smirks.* Like I keep up with what you two perverts get up to.

*But he does drift over to work on unchaining the Void, glancing inside the cavity of the dark Prime's chest.* You're missing a piece.

[corruptedhope]

I am? *looks down at his chest* What in the Pit's going on? I wake up down here, chained, messed, and where's the Unicron-damned Matrix?

[blackwingdove]

*Immolator shrugs and continues unchaining the Void.*

[corruptedhope]

*shakes him off as soon as the chains are gone. He takes one step and falls over*

[blackwingdove]

*looks down at the Void and nudges him with one foot* Looks like more than just the Matrix, heh.

[corruptedhope]

*groans* What happened? *he's disconnected in places he didn't know he had, the Matrix is gone, and he can't remember anything past-* Where's Scourge?

[blackwingdove]

*Immolator, as wonderful as he thinks himself to be, is not actually clairvoyant and so can't answer these sorts of questions.* You let the Sweep-bint take him, didn't ya?

[corruptedhope]

I know that, moron! *tries to get up* I was going to go get the wings from her and Scourge and then...I can't remember.

[blackwingdove]

Not my problem. *Immolator crosses his arms.* The Cocytus is doing something, but she won't tell us what. Thought you might know.

[corruptedhope]

*grabs the leg of the table, hoisting himself up.* Ask Dead Air, then.

[blackwingdove]

Who'd you think noticed the problem?

[corruptedhope]

Can't he just ask the ship? *manages to stay standing* Who do I have to maim to find out what's going on around here? *notes the fresh energon and assorted tools on the ground and wonders if he was torturing someone recently*

[blackwingdove]

*Void isn't thinking things through today. Then again, this is pretty normal.* Yeah, he kinda did that too, seeing as he's the pilot and all.

*Immolator glances at the scattered equipment, then over at the Void.* Last place we saw Jetstorm was the bridge.