[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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Cyclonus? This is Galvatron! Report! *and though the words and tone are military-disciplined, the way his optics flash and the sudden twist of his smile are anything but*
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*stands and waits for Galvatron's orders, whatever they will be*
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...They found him?
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/And grounds for suspicion,/ Thalnshavir commented, for her alone.
//...True. But,// she returned, and wordlessly thought on her knowledge of him. All of it was second-hand at best, or fiction; it was still enough of a reminder to quiet Thaln for now. He'd be able to see for himself soon enough, it seemed.
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