Oh, awesomesauce

[wreckerverity]

Characters: IDW Verity Carlo, IDW Ironfist, OPEN
Content: Verity wakes up and is...Verity
Location: Central Iacon, near an old transit hub
Time of day: Midday
Warnings: None at the moment
Status: (Active/Finished?) Active

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[fisitron]

Ironfist had been reclusive, to say the least. Once he'd awoken on Cybertron, he'd found the nearest tall building he could and made it his base of operations. As it turned out, the nearest tall building had been the Library of Iacon, the location of the archives. That had been his first project: hack the databanks. Funny that the archives were empty. Project two had him resetting the Iacon surveillance grid, and for the past several days, he had been doing nothing but watching the interactions of mechs, and a single human, as they grouped up, fought, and separated

[wreckerverity]

The voice startled her. She'd been expecting a response, duh, but not...from him. Of all mechs. She'd seen him die. She'd been...right there with him. Through everything, but most of all through that.

How was he here? That struck her as being an even bigger and more improbable question than how she was here.

//I-Ironfist?\\ She completely failed at military training. She rallied. //Acknowledged. Going for cover.\\ One advantage of being so small was she could hide damn near anywhere.

At least she hoped it was an advantage.

[fisitron]

Well, her reaction to his response was a pretty good confirmation of his theory. She'd be in for a shock, then.

It only took him somewhere near ten human minutes to make his way to her location, and he transformed once he was in the area he'd last seen her through the surveillance cameras he'd hijacked. He hadn't stuck around long enough to see where she'd darted off to, though, so he was stuck looking for her and hoping she would come out on her own.

"Verity? Where are you?" He called out softly as he peered around. The sector had been clear that last time he had checked, but one could never be too cautious.

[wreckerverity]

Verity was lecturing herself: Girl, you have faced down Overlord. You stared Megatron in the face and didn't feel this...afraid. Why now?

Because all they could do was kill her. Ironfist...could break her heart.

She crouched behind a doorway, watching him as he advanced. It looked like him. Moved like him. He moved past the doorway she was in.

Seeing him alive... hurt.

Hush, Verity. You don't even know that it is him.

Yeah? But squatting here's not going to solve anything.

She stepped out of the doorway, arms loose, down by her sides, behind him. "I'm here."