[Anyone wandering the top deck may, in fact, come across a big, black robot, standing at rigid attention. His optics are fixed on the place in which he spotted the red bird, the last time he was up here. It isn't there any longer, of course, he's simply watching the spot - as if he can make it reappear by sheer force of stubborn willpower alone
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The fact that so many bizarre things can be inside a single ship is strange, but also fascinating. Certainly, it's very easy to lose track of where one is going while taking everything in.]
Oh--!
[And Yuna now finds herself wondering how she didn't notice this. Either way, she's just bumped into what appears to be a massive, black Machina weapon.
Hi, Ironhide.]
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... Who are you?
[Not the most civil of greetings, but, then again, Ironhide's never been the most civil of 'Bots.]
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...Ironhide?
[Yuna hadn't expected Ironhide to be a machina, although he did say that he was an Autobot...does that mean Autobots are a kind of machina? Yuna quickly shakes her head, as if to shake the thoughts out of her mind, and offers Ironhide a bow.]
I am Yuna, from the isle of Besaid. I believe we spoke earlier in the week, although we did not actually see one another.
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[Now that she's actually spoken, she seems a lot more familiar. More recognizable. Especially when she states her name - yes, he was right.]
Knew I should have turned on the video function.
[He snorts, grumbling something irritable in Cybertronian. Abandoning his rigid pose, he turns slightly, to face her.]
You see me now. That a problem?
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