Visitations
May. 24th, 2009 12:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ante_luceIt must be the lack of posting for nearly a week. This one went rabid on my ankles.
Title: Visitations
'Verse: G1 Transformers
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: TF cussing.
“Slag, where is it?”
“Where is what?”
“My vidgame collection. I can’t find it.”
“Idiot, it got confiscated, remember? There was a ‘little discussion’ in the rec room that got out of hand over one of your time wasters, and Prowl…”
Both speakers fell silent, not looking at each other. One cleared his vocaliser roughly.
“… Guess I’ll go see if I can find it in his effects. Should be easy. Mech probably had it locked away in his office.”
“… Probably.”
“Wanna come with? It’d be kinda like visiting him, one last time.”
“… Yeah. Okay.”
= = =
“I don’t believe it. We’ve practically picked this room up and shook it, and still no vidgames.”
“Maybe he thought you’d sneak in and try to get them back, and kept them elsewhere.”
“Slag. If they’re hidden somewhere in Autobot City, finding them could take ages.”
“We could try his quarters.”
“Good idea. Where are his rooms?”
“… You know? I have no idea. Check the quarter list?”
“… It’s not listed. Odd.”
“Perhaps High Command pulled him off the records already. We’ll ask Jazz. Mech ought to know.”
“Are you sure? He’s been…”
“He needs mechs to talk to him, and we’ve been remiss in that lately. C’mon, he’s always been decent to us.”
“Alright.”
= = =
“Now, what would you want with Prowl’s quarters, my mechs?”
“I think my vidgames are stashed there, and… really, I wanted to visit. Pay our last respects, in a way. And his office is already stripped bare. It’s not him anymore.”
“We did respect Prowl, he was one of the few who put up with us.”
“Well… I’m sorry, Sides’, Sunny, y’gonna have to wait. Optimus wants me for a quick discussion.”
“… He’s well enough to do that?”
“Mech came back from the dead. I’d say he’s well enough to do anything he sets his processors to.”
“True. And it’s not like First Aid can threaten to weld him to anything.”
“ ‘Aid’s a great medic, and a good spark, but there are some things you just need a professional to do.”
“Yeah, like cussing out idiot overworking Primes.”
“True. I’ll try and wheedle him into getting some rest, ‘kay? See you later, boys.”
= = =
“Optimus, y’called?”
“Yes, I wanted your opinion on this new- Ow.”
“… Ow?”
“It’s nothing. Just a slight recurring twinge. I did just return from the Well of Allsparks and emptied the Matrix of Leadership. It’s probably something to do with that.”
“Prime, y’need to see ‘Aid. Ratch’ would have had your circuits for trying to work through this.”
“… Ratchet is no longer with us.”
“Optimus, how long are you going to torture yourself over that?”
“It was an error on my part. If there had been fewer officers on that shuttle, the Decepticons might have spared it.”
“Boss mech. If you could predict the future we’d have had this war long over and done with. You couldn’t have known.”
“Jazz, we lost nearly half of our command staff! It was foolhardy to have sent so many on that run.”
“All due respect sir, we have processors of our own. They wanted to go. ‘Cons had been quiet, and we were taking back Cybertron. We thought it was safe.”
“But it wasn’t.”
“We’ll pull through, Optimus. We always have before.”
“How do you know, Jazz? I… we’re stretched so thin right now. Ultra Magnus is trying his best, and Rodimus, Kup and Springer have been incredibly helpful, as have you and Blaster, but Autobot command is still weak… I wish that the others were still with us.”
“Well, I suppose the extra hands would help.”
“Jazz! They were friends and close comrades. I want them back not just because- Ah!”
“Prime, sit, I’ll call First Aid.”
“No… There are mechs in the med bay. I’ll go to him.”
“… Okay. But I think you’ll need to lean on me.”
“Thank you, Jazz.”
“Heh. Just don’t fall over. I’m not built to be squished.”
= = =
“Jazz, why’s Optimus in the med bay?”
“Well, why are you two in the med bay?”
“Sideswipe decided to go looking for his games while waiting to talk to you again. He had a run in with the Dinobots, who didn’t take it so well when he asked if they were hiding them. Afthead.”
“Ouch.”
“Tell me about it. Ratchet would have taken him apart.”
“Looks like his Dinobots are taking up that duty admirably.”
“True. Now answer the question.”
“Boss bot’s got a ‘slight recurring twinge’. He said ‘ow’.”
“… Doesn’t he have a stupidly high threshold for concealing pain?”
“Yes.”
“… Okay. Ow.”
“Yep.”
“Optimus! What are you doing?!”
“I’m not doing anything!”
“Then why are your chestplates… Primus.”
“You cannot possibly have forgotten my name so quickly, First Aid.”
“Well, you sure took your own sweet time to show up, Prowler.”
“You try dying and coming back yourself, Jazz.”
“Not keen on it. Looks troublesome.”
“It is. Especially with all the transferring of the Leadership Matrix going on. Draining it, even if it was the only viable course of action at the time, did not help.”
“Wh- Wha- How?!”
“Lemme explain. Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, you won’t find your games in Prowl’s quarters, because Prowl never had quarters. He don’t really exist in a physical sense, y’see. Well. I guess you do now, since he’s kinda see through and all.”
“Then how has he been the Autobot SIC all these vorns?!”
“The Matrix of Leadership provides as the Prime needs. Sentinel needed a Second, and Prowl was sent. Why do you think he hardly ever ends up in the med bay?”
“I was never meant to be Outside so long. But with such a rapid escalation of the war, and so many falling, I was needed. Even after you took over, Optimus, I couldn’t return, because to do so would have caused great instability in the command structure.”
“Prowl. I’m sorry.”
“You have no need to apologise, sir.”
“I…”
“You will be alright, Optimus. Ultra Magnus is a capable mech, he just needs time to get used to the idea. The Autobots are in good hands, his, yours and Rodimus’s.”
“… Thank you. But, how did I not find out about this when I was in the Matrix as well? I saw all the previous Primes.”
“This isn’t something the Primes are usually told. It’s one of those last resort backup plan things, for when things are really tanking, and knowing that could just really down a bot.”
“That is true. Please keep this a secret.”
“Then again, if another bot gets sent out, it’s not like they’re gonna know.”
“They know what to look for now. But I digress. My calculations indicate that it is unlikely that there will be a need for another one of us any time soon.”
“Good to know.”
“Yes. And now, my work here is done. Optimus, it has been an honour serving under you. I am thankful to have the opportunity to tell you that.”
“The honour was mine, Prowl. I will miss you.”
“Thank you, sir. Farewell.”
“Prowler.”
“Jazz?”
“I’m coming too.”
“You don’t have to.”
“You’re not tangible. And you’ve been fading since you came back. The Matrix’s gotta be weak. I’ve got a ton of info for it, help it regenerate faster. You already said they’re gonna be okay, so that’s a load off my processors.”
“Jazz? You too?!”
“Yeah. Me too. Optimus, like Prowl said; it’s been an honour.”
“Wait!”
“Mech, we gotta go, the Matrix kinda needs us back, urgent-like.”
“I get that, but Prowl, I have to ask. If you have no quarters and your office doesn’t have them, where are the vidgames you took from me?”
“Hmm. I suppose you will have to search for your possessions, Sideswipe. Consider it your punishment for causing such a disturbance over them.”
“But-”
“Sideswipe, Sunstreaker. I am glad you survived the battle. Please do your best to not join us any time soon.”
“I second that. Take care guys. ‘Til all are one. Good bye.”
“Jazz, Pro- Argh!”
“… Figures he’d get the last word.”
“… Aft.”
Also... I have joined the TF anon. feedback meme. Please try to go for the spots the bunnies haven't chewed on.
Title: Visitations
'Verse: G1 Transformers
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: TF cussing.
“Slag, where is it?”
“Where is what?”
“My vidgame collection. I can’t find it.”
“Idiot, it got confiscated, remember? There was a ‘little discussion’ in the rec room that got out of hand over one of your time wasters, and Prowl…”
Both speakers fell silent, not looking at each other. One cleared his vocaliser roughly.
“… Guess I’ll go see if I can find it in his effects. Should be easy. Mech probably had it locked away in his office.”
“… Probably.”
“Wanna come with? It’d be kinda like visiting him, one last time.”
“… Yeah. Okay.”
= = =
“I don’t believe it. We’ve practically picked this room up and shook it, and still no vidgames.”
“Maybe he thought you’d sneak in and try to get them back, and kept them elsewhere.”
“Slag. If they’re hidden somewhere in Autobot City, finding them could take ages.”
“We could try his quarters.”
“Good idea. Where are his rooms?”
“… You know? I have no idea. Check the quarter list?”
“… It’s not listed. Odd.”
“Perhaps High Command pulled him off the records already. We’ll ask Jazz. Mech ought to know.”
“Are you sure? He’s been…”
“He needs mechs to talk to him, and we’ve been remiss in that lately. C’mon, he’s always been decent to us.”
“Alright.”
= = =
“Now, what would you want with Prowl’s quarters, my mechs?”
“I think my vidgames are stashed there, and… really, I wanted to visit. Pay our last respects, in a way. And his office is already stripped bare. It’s not him anymore.”
“We did respect Prowl, he was one of the few who put up with us.”
“Well… I’m sorry, Sides’, Sunny, y’gonna have to wait. Optimus wants me for a quick discussion.”
“… He’s well enough to do that?”
“Mech came back from the dead. I’d say he’s well enough to do anything he sets his processors to.”
“True. And it’s not like First Aid can threaten to weld him to anything.”
“ ‘Aid’s a great medic, and a good spark, but there are some things you just need a professional to do.”
“Yeah, like cussing out idiot overworking Primes.”
“True. I’ll try and wheedle him into getting some rest, ‘kay? See you later, boys.”
= = =
“Optimus, y’called?”
“Yes, I wanted your opinion on this new- Ow.”
“… Ow?”
“It’s nothing. Just a slight recurring twinge. I did just return from the Well of Allsparks and emptied the Matrix of Leadership. It’s probably something to do with that.”
“Prime, y’need to see ‘Aid. Ratch’ would have had your circuits for trying to work through this.”
“… Ratchet is no longer with us.”
“Optimus, how long are you going to torture yourself over that?”
“It was an error on my part. If there had been fewer officers on that shuttle, the Decepticons might have spared it.”
“Boss mech. If you could predict the future we’d have had this war long over and done with. You couldn’t have known.”
“Jazz, we lost nearly half of our command staff! It was foolhardy to have sent so many on that run.”
“All due respect sir, we have processors of our own. They wanted to go. ‘Cons had been quiet, and we were taking back Cybertron. We thought it was safe.”
“But it wasn’t.”
“We’ll pull through, Optimus. We always have before.”
“How do you know, Jazz? I… we’re stretched so thin right now. Ultra Magnus is trying his best, and Rodimus, Kup and Springer have been incredibly helpful, as have you and Blaster, but Autobot command is still weak… I wish that the others were still with us.”
“Well, I suppose the extra hands would help.”
“Jazz! They were friends and close comrades. I want them back not just because- Ah!”
“Prime, sit, I’ll call First Aid.”
“No… There are mechs in the med bay. I’ll go to him.”
“… Okay. But I think you’ll need to lean on me.”
“Thank you, Jazz.”
“Heh. Just don’t fall over. I’m not built to be squished.”
= = =
“Jazz, why’s Optimus in the med bay?”
“Well, why are you two in the med bay?”
“Sideswipe decided to go looking for his games while waiting to talk to you again. He had a run in with the Dinobots, who didn’t take it so well when he asked if they were hiding them. Afthead.”
“Ouch.”
“Tell me about it. Ratchet would have taken him apart.”
“Looks like his Dinobots are taking up that duty admirably.”
“True. Now answer the question.”
“Boss bot’s got a ‘slight recurring twinge’. He said ‘ow’.”
“… Doesn’t he have a stupidly high threshold for concealing pain?”
“Yes.”
“… Okay. Ow.”
“Yep.”
“Optimus! What are you doing?!”
“I’m not doing anything!”
“Then why are your chestplates… Primus.”
“You cannot possibly have forgotten my name so quickly, First Aid.”
“Well, you sure took your own sweet time to show up, Prowler.”
“You try dying and coming back yourself, Jazz.”
“Not keen on it. Looks troublesome.”
“It is. Especially with all the transferring of the Leadership Matrix going on. Draining it, even if it was the only viable course of action at the time, did not help.”
“Wh- Wha- How?!”
“Lemme explain. Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, you won’t find your games in Prowl’s quarters, because Prowl never had quarters. He don’t really exist in a physical sense, y’see. Well. I guess you do now, since he’s kinda see through and all.”
“Then how has he been the Autobot SIC all these vorns?!”
“The Matrix of Leadership provides as the Prime needs. Sentinel needed a Second, and Prowl was sent. Why do you think he hardly ever ends up in the med bay?”
“I was never meant to be Outside so long. But with such a rapid escalation of the war, and so many falling, I was needed. Even after you took over, Optimus, I couldn’t return, because to do so would have caused great instability in the command structure.”
“Prowl. I’m sorry.”
“You have no need to apologise, sir.”
“I…”
“You will be alright, Optimus. Ultra Magnus is a capable mech, he just needs time to get used to the idea. The Autobots are in good hands, his, yours and Rodimus’s.”
“… Thank you. But, how did I not find out about this when I was in the Matrix as well? I saw all the previous Primes.”
“This isn’t something the Primes are usually told. It’s one of those last resort backup plan things, for when things are really tanking, and knowing that could just really down a bot.”
“That is true. Please keep this a secret.”
“Then again, if another bot gets sent out, it’s not like they’re gonna know.”
“They know what to look for now. But I digress. My calculations indicate that it is unlikely that there will be a need for another one of us any time soon.”
“Good to know.”
“Yes. And now, my work here is done. Optimus, it has been an honour serving under you. I am thankful to have the opportunity to tell you that.”
“The honour was mine, Prowl. I will miss you.”
“Thank you, sir. Farewell.”
“Prowler.”
“Jazz?”
“I’m coming too.”
“You don’t have to.”
“You’re not tangible. And you’ve been fading since you came back. The Matrix’s gotta be weak. I’ve got a ton of info for it, help it regenerate faster. You already said they’re gonna be okay, so that’s a load off my processors.”
“Jazz? You too?!”
“Yeah. Me too. Optimus, like Prowl said; it’s been an honour.”
“Wait!”
“Mech, we gotta go, the Matrix kinda needs us back, urgent-like.”
“I get that, but Prowl, I have to ask. If you have no quarters and your office doesn’t have them, where are the vidgames you took from me?”
“Hmm. I suppose you will have to search for your possessions, Sideswipe. Consider it your punishment for causing such a disturbance over them.”
“But-”
“Sideswipe, Sunstreaker. I am glad you survived the battle. Please do your best to not join us any time soon.”
“I second that. Take care guys. ‘Til all are one. Good bye.”
“Jazz, Pro- Argh!”
“… Figures he’d get the last word.”
“… Aft.”
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Date: 2009-05-25 12:43 pm (UTC)Wow, that was an interesting take. So Jazz is basically holding out til Prowl told him it was clear to go back? ...so...where DID Prowl put Sides' game?
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Date: 2009-05-27 09:20 pm (UTC)*blank look* I... have no idea how to react to this. It was sad, then funny, then sad, then confusing, then crack...
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Date: 2009-05-31 07:32 pm (UTC)You are brilliant, you know that? I continue to be astounded at your creativity and productivity.
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Date: 2009-06-04 06:57 am (UTC)*How* do you come up with all these bunnies in the first place?
(And poor Sideswipe! It looks like he'll have to tear apart Autobot City just to find his vidgames. Unless they were still in the Ark when it got destroyed by Trypticon... ^_^;;)
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