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[protectorprime]

WHO: protectorprime , theprimerprime , OPEN to anybody else in Autobase.
WHERE: Autobase.
WHEN: Saturday, July 17th, in the morning.
WARNINGS: As Sentinel is involved, a chin advisory is an effect.
SUMMARY: Optimus Prime, decidedly not the same Optimus that was in the city before, has come to the Autobase to meet his fellow Autobots.
FORMAT: What do I look like, Mister Format

Comments

POCKY, SMALL ASSUMPTION HERE. Yell at me if bad and will edit.

[spacetimeprime]

When Vector had realized the Orphan was here, he was torn. On one hand, here was a figure Sentinel could learn from, if he was willing - Optimus had experience and knowledge that all could learn from. On the other hand...

It was quite possible he would be considered a target. And with Sentinel being...well, himself, this could be prickly at best to try to work with. Vector thought it best for now to stay out of whatever they organized, but that didn't mean he couldn't oversee.

Which was why he was now making a pot of coffee. A full pot, enough to share if others so desired.

At the knock, he looked up from the small machine towards the door. Normally, hesitation wouldn't have crossed his mind. But with how tense Sentinel Prime was about this...

He instead turned towards where the other was brooding, deciding to let him give the official welcome.

NO IT IS ALL GOOD

[theprimerprime]

Sentinel would have adamantly denied that he was brooding, had he been privy to Vector's thoughts. Which did not, of course, change the fact that he was brooding behind the newspaper he insisted on reading every morning, despite not actually caring about half the information in it.

He got up to answer the door as soon as he heard the knock, quickly, but unhurried. He wasn't about to go running to the door for Optimus of all people. Especially not this Optimus.

On opening the door, he looked the new arrival over thoroughly, obviously sizing him up. This Optimus, he noted with dismay, looked nothing like his Optimus. He was a lot older, for one. Not that Sentinel was much of an expert on the human aging process, but he was used to Optimus being the same age as himself. He was used to them being on equal footing

[protectorprime]

Optimus would've had to have been missing more than a few screws (and maybe his eyes too) to miss the unspoken meaning behind Sentinel's "greeting", but he didn't let it bother him.

"Thank you, Sentinel." He said, inclining his head to the other Prime as he walked inside and looked around. "So this is the Autobot's base..." He muttered. He had a number of questions about the status of the Autobot's in the city, but he figured he'd let Sentinel ask him any questions he had first.

[theprimerprime]

"It is, though I use the term 'base' loosely," Sentinel explained. "From a tactical perspective, the place is useless. But it's equipped with everything you'll need as a human. I'll show you to your quarters after the briefing. Sit."

He gestured toward the living room couch, returned to his own seat in his usual chair, and waited for Optimus to follow his lead.