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Auspex is, as usual, contemplating Primus: specifically, researching an older religious text. She pokes absently at the datapad, somewhat distracted at the moment. She offers a quick prayer, a bit of a mental shrug and apology for not having her mind on her work. The answering whisper from Primus is conciliatory, as she stands and stretches
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On the floor in front of the mosaic of "The Start Of The Great War", sits a piece of paper with a small piece of dark black crystal weighting it down, holding it in place. Upon examination, it's clear that this paper is a copy only, not the original, but it's a good quality copy. One side of the paper is covered in a drawing scribbled in crayon, and obviously drawn by a very young, and smallish, hand. The other side simply has a small note, two very short words only, neatly written in the Cybertronian glyph shorthand favored by front-line Decepticon warriors.
"It's okay."
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