7th trap ♪

[lucky_breath]

[If your journal is open (or you happen to be passing by the orchard), you'll be treated to the delightful sounds of a flute. The music is odd, though. Almost like it's trying to be cheerful, but failing. She's trying to cheer up! Really. But she misses Kevas. And she's sure he doesn't want her anymore for real this time. And she's not even really

Comments

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The big Autobot is on his way out toward the forest. There are trees out there who need to be punched.]

[But the sound makes him pause. Where is that even coming from?]

[So excuse him while he goes stomping around looking for the source.]

[lucky_breath]

[It's stops abruptly when she hears the stomping.

When she spots Ironhide, she smiles. Wave!]

Hi, Ironhide!

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Oh. It's just the child. Nothing sinister here after all.]

[... Ironhide, are you disappointed?]

[He nods.]

What are you doing out here?

[lucky_breath]

Playing my flute.

[She holds the instrument up so he can see.]

It makes me think of home.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I see that.

[He stares at her for a beat.]

Lucky you.

[lucky_breath]

What makes you think of home?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He looks at her for a second before saying, flatly.]

Nothing here reminds me of 'home'.

[lucky_breath]

Awwww!

[You make her sad, Ironhide.]

Well what's it like there?

[heavyweaponsbot]

There was a war. We were all soldiers.