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Auspex's reality. Sanctuary of Primus. Lost and Found.

*It is a quiet day in Auspex's sanctuary. Sunbeams have come in through the open door, and there is a little Chiproach chasing about and babbling gleefully as she plays with them and with some sparkling glass marbles. Out on the front step Bob is dozing contentedly as his datapad slips from his hand and the sun bakes his wings. And on the roof Requiem crouches, his optics narrowed thoughtfully as he gazes out across the plain. Beamrider is a sleeping lump on his shoulder.*

Auspex: *hums softly, beginning a plan on a datapad for a mosaic of a recent image from Primus. She glances up to chuckle at Tessera's carefree antics*

Tessera: *happyhappyhappy* Ooo! Auspex!

*then the tiny femme stops and points her feelers toward the door, sparking with curiosity at what she senses there*

Auspex: *glances up again at the tiny voice* Tessera? *glances over, to see what is holding the chiproach's attention. She lays the datapad aside for a moment, to make her way to the door*

*from without comes the swish of a PINpoint, and a startled yelp and jag of fear from Bob, and then the thud of mighty feet hitting the ground in front of the sanctuary, and a gravelly voice*

Galvatron: I mean no harm. I want to find the priestess.

Requiem: *coldly* She pointed a gun at one of the servants. How is that no harm?

Bob: *eeeeeeeeeeeek :(*

Tessera: *up Auspex's leg in passing*

Auspex: *is mindful of Tessera, even as she hurries to the door, alarmed at Bob's fear and Requiem's voice. She comes to the entrance, though she remains in the threshold, examining the situation with her senses. There is resolute calm there, tinged with protective anger, and something cool and remorseless, though slightly confused. From Requiem comes the will to protect and a lack of fear, though he's wishing Bob would stop hiding and tell him what to do.*

Galvatron: She's a hunter. The gesture was automatic.

Requiem: He's no one's prey.

Auspex: *steps out onto the threshold, to see the rest with her optics. She recognizes that voice, and now she sees the face to match it, as well as an unfamiliar fem* Please, be mindful of your actions here - this world does not have stable peace, as do others, and I would not have a battle begin at my doorstep. The people of my sanctuary are protected.

*she nods solemnly* Galvatron... though I am not sure which universe you are from, or who your companion is.

Galvatron: *frowns down at her, his hopefulness at the sight of her not showing in his body language or expression* So I see. Call off your guard. I and my mate mean no harm.

Deathscream: *distracted from watching the cowering Seeker by Galvatron's hand on her shoulder and now focused on him instead, those cool emotions warming with affection and wistfulness*

Requiem: *standing tall, his arm slightly raised but no weapon opened yet as he waits on Auspex's orders*

Tessera: *still on Auspex's leg* :o Bob!

Auspex: Requiem is not my guard; rather a friend who looks out for me. His is not the only protection here. But it's all right, Requiem; I sense his sincerity, and his mate's instinct; though I trust she will show restraint here. *her expression is gentle, though pointed. It's then that she catches sight of the red Decepticon insignias that Galvatron and the black Seeker wear. Strange...*

*she turns a moment, to where she last saw her charge* Bob? Are you all right?

Bob: *tries to answer in the affirmative as Requiem stands down, but having a gun pointed at him was just too much. He curls more tightly and concentrates on not whimpering*

Galvatron: *sparking with concern and forgetting the reply that he'd intended to give*

Deathscream: *sees him frown and feels unhappy that her actions have caused the expression*

Auspex: *winces slightly* I'm sorry... give me a moment, and I'll speak with you. Let me see to my charge.

*she crouches beside Bob, putting an arm around his shoulders, speaking to him encouragingly, somewhat out of earshot*

Bob: *listening and gradually managing to force himself to uncurl and lean against her, though his feelings at first suggest that he's on the verge of crying. Terror gradually gives way to a pensive expression, and then he sighs and gathers his feet beneath him* Requiem... please don't do that.

Requiem: *looming over Galvatron and Deathscream* Huh?

Auspex: *kisses Bob's forehead as she stands again, though she glances up as he addresses Requiem. She hides a gently amused smile* Requiem. The menace is not necessary.

Requiem: *puzzled, but takes her words as dismissal and regains his usual post with a bound that looses a surprised whistle from Beamrider*

Auspex: *and so soon her young protector disappears, before she can thank him. But, that tends to be his way...*

Bob: *softly, emoting affection and thanks as he too stands and turns to walk inside* I'm going to my room.

Auspex: *nods, taking one of Bob's hands and squeezing it with reassurance* All right, then.

*She turns to look expectantly at Galvatron and his mate. A query to Primus gives an unusual answer; this Galvatron is on good terms with him, unlike many others with that name that she knows, or has heard of. She is pleasantly surprised*

Galvatron: *watches as the purple Seeker walks through the door, then looks hopefully back at the priestess and sees her looking at him* Is this a bad time? Are you busy?

Auspex: *can't help but smile at his hopeful sincerity* I am not. Please, come inside. *she turns and makes her way into the sanctuary proper*

Galvatron: *smiles at her turned back, hope growing, then looks at his mate* Walk ahead of me, Deathscream.

Auspex: *trusts Galvatron's mate to behave herself here, and not point guns at anything...*

*she freezes when he says the black Seeker's name. Ohh. Oh dear. She was afraid of that - she knows who these two are. Her optics blink out, and she grimaces. Well... she'd hoped to speak to them at some point... now is as good a time as any. After a moment of exchange with Primus, she turns back toward them, optics dim*

You are Deathscream? And you, Galvatron, carry the Matrix? I've.. heard of you. Actually, I knew you. *she pauses a moment* Welcome to my sanctuary... again.

Galvatron: *pauses, his optics searching her face* You knew.... *realization dawns, with a flash of guilt and remorse* Megatron, Oriana, and Starscream.

Deathscream: *concerned and watching*

Auspex: *again, she is struck with the youthful air of his hopefulness and sincerity. He hasn't been himself for very long; which is partially what makes this more painful. She gives him a sad smile* I did. Primus brought both of them here, broken and in pain, and I attempted to begin their healing. We'd made some progress...

*she sighs, shaking her head at the guilt she senses* But Unicron delights in undoing what Primus has done, he always has. The fault is not yours, and Primus knows that.

Galvatron: *looks down, blinking his optics off for a moment as one hand goes reassuringly to Deathscream's shoulder. 'I'm alright. I love you', the gesture says, and the black femme is content as she turns to look at Auspex again* Yes. He told me so himself, before he... left. *lights optics again and returns his gaze to the white femme, then takes his hand from his mate to step forward and offer Auspex a hug of apology and comfort*

Auspex: *optics flicker in surprise. Galvatron, of all people, is offering her a hug. Even with the unprecedented harmony he seems to have with Primus, this is not something she would expect. It takes a few moments for her to respond, but when she does, it is graciously, with a little sigh* Thank you, my friend. It is difficult for others to accept the reformatting of an associate, but you are taking it in stride with patience, and that will do much to reassure those who knew Megatron. Oriana... well, that will be harder... but that is beyond your control.

Galvatron: *nods as he gently puts a hand on her back.* Yes. Oriana is harder. She... is the one thing I remember.

*he lets her go and steps back then, his expression grave as he looks down at her*

Auspex: *optics flicker again, she gives him an amazed look when she meets his gaze* You... remember? *she frowns thoughtfully* I'm not sure what that means, exactly.

*another thought occurs to her* Primus... left?

Galvatron: *absently putting a hand on Deathscream's shoulder as he nods* One image of her face. But I'm not sure if it's a true memory, or one that Primus gave me when he was trying to call me that night. And yes. He was with me, in my spark, when I was created. But he left after he brought me to Cybertron.

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Hmm.. *she ponders that quietly, her optics brightening in amazement* He... spoke to your spark? And he was there, when Unicron reformatted you? And yet... he remained hidden from him? *this is a lot to take in, and she's not sure she's understanding clearly. Her gaze travels from one to the other and back, searching for more explanation*

"Yes." He nods. "He said that he'd been with Megatron, and then he used my body to destroy Unicron."

Deathscream nods at that last, a hint of awe coming into her expression as she remembers that day.

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*indigo optics widen, and brighten further* He..? Goodness. He rarely needs or wants to take control of a person, and generally, he uses servants when he does. That's... quite amazing. And welcome, if Unicron is no longer free to destroy in that universe.

*she falls silent, contemplating and communing* But, I am surprised that he remained hidden while you were all reformatted. That... is a hard thing to do. That is painful to see.

Galvatron frowns at her words, feeling somehow that she doubts him. "I am his servant."

Then the frown is once more twinged with guilt and sadness as he remembers his conversation with Soundwave. "It brought him right to Unicron's innermost parts."

*she tilts her head, frowning a bit herself, as she realizes he's misunderstood* I use the term to mean, one whose only function is to serve Primus, and be a quiet presence behind the people. You are a leader, as well as a follower of Primus; you have your people to take care of. They rely on you for leadership, guidance, and as a voice of caution to stay their hand, in some cases. *she's definitely noticed Deathscream's nature, and it is such a striking contrast to the frightened seeker she once was...* There is no one I must give orders to. No one relies on me so heavily, unless they choose to. It is unusual for Primus to use someone that people must rely on.

*she wonders at the guilt, even as she nods thoughtfully at his comment* That it does; I see - that does make things much easier. Still... not any less painful. *she sighs softly, before voicing her curiosity* Something happened, before Primus attacked?

"I lead because he told me to." He rubs his mate's back and she directs her raptor look from Auspex, alert and eager for his bidding. "He gave me the Matrix. I live to do his bidding."

Yes, he's being stubborn. He is Galvatron.

Then he blinks and hesitates. "A lot of things happened before he attacked."

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*Auspex gives him a little nod, conceding the point, though it still sounds very strange, coming from Galvatron* You were created to lead, even by Unicron. There is no reason for Primus to change you into what you are not. We each have our functions, and Primus is pleased that you are honoring yours. *her little smile is reassuring*

*she studies his reaction with concern* I saw a bit of guilt in you... but if you're reluctant to talk about it, I will not pry. I imagine it was a fittingly chaotic time.

He brightens at her assurance of Primus' approval, then lowers his head so that his mouth rests against Deathscream's helm for a moment before he says quietly, "That was probably when I talked to Soundwave."

*her optics flicker, and she grimaces, looking away for a moment* Ah... I see. *she glances up at Deathscream, not expecting to see or sense a change in emotion, but... halfway wishing it, anyway. She'd wanted the seeker to be healed, not reformatted... She'd wanted Soundwave to see her renewed of purpose, not... this. But Primus touches her mind, sending consolation and support. She knows, but it's hard...*

At least there is peace for him, now.

The black femme is oblivious to Auspex's glance, her optics are dimmed with contentment as she leans into Galvatron's embrace and her whole being thrums with a sense of belonging and filling her purpose. She has no memory of the stoic mech who had loved her predecessor, there is only Galvatron and his will.

"Yes." Galvatron's voice is heavy. "It still seems hard to think that the reward he was given for his loyalty was death and the theft of that which he held most dear."

He rubs Deathscream's back again as she moves uneasily and looks up at him, his faceplates creasing into a reassuring and approving smile that she answers radiantly.

"His spark, Rodimus', and a black and white mech's were kept in a room inside Unicron's head. I... let them all go, but before he left Soundwave asked me to take care of Deathscream."

Well... *she speaks gently* He wanted her happiness above all, and she is, now, in a way. He was tired as well; it is a mixed blessing. I know he begrudges nothing, to anyone - it seemed to be his way. *she gives both of her visitors a faint smile; they are well-made for each other, despite the complicated pasts-that-are-no-longer*

*she shudders a bit at the thought of Unicron keeping sparks* I spoke with Rodimus, actually - his free-spark visited me before he went on. That was quite a shock... but he did tell me that Unicron was about to be destroyed, and that was welcome news. I did not realize quite how it would be done, though. That is quite amazing. *she offers another little smile*

"I wish I could remember him. More than what he showed me before Primus took him to the Well." He tips his head to the side so that his cheek is resting on Deathscream's helm, that grave and serious frown returning to his face as he listens to her recounting of the visit.

Then he nods. "He came out of the Matrix and told Ultra Magnus and Kup to stop doubting me, and then later he appeared again and told Deathscream that he forgave her for deactivating him."

Deathscream shudders at the memory and leans against him more closely, an emotion other than predatory or eager to please showing for the first time as a spurt of uneasy fear passes through her circuits. She hadn't liked to see her prey return in that way.

"No, Mighty Galvatron," she says softly, her high cold voice a mixture of Starscream and hunting hawk. "He didn't forgive me. He... thanked me."

*Auspex winces slightly, nodding* Sometimes a reformatting takes memories, sometimes not. It's unfortunate... but it also saves you further grief, in a way. It's best that you not have shadows haunting your memories, I think. You have much ahead of you.

*she listens carefully as Deathscream finally speaks, somewhat melancholy as she recalls what the visiting Autobot free-spark had said to her* He was tired... many of your people were tired. Solving a problem is not quite the same as rendering it non-existent... but I suppose, either way, it is no longer a problem. The end result is peace, for those who were involved. *there are, of course, many meanings behind her words*

"The peace of the Allspark." Galvatron lets air out of his vents. "But you're right. To have Megatron's memories... would be confusing."

...and the peace of having no memory of constant pain. Neither of you would be so self-assured, otherwise, I think. Though, the lessons you may have missed--

*she interrupts herself, making a face. She takes a moment to center herself again, before continuing* Primus has worked and will work this for the best, as always - the most difficult obstacle yet, is dealing with the ones who do remember what you were... including myself, I'm afraid. I am behaving with less grace then I would hope for.

*she frowns, bowing her head a bit* I cannot help but feel that I've missed something precious, not having had the chance to see you grow, and overcome what troubled you. It is not a rational reaction.

Once more his hand reaches toward her, his emotions apologetic and gently wishing to comfort as he offers to pull her close beside Deathscream and hug her again. The huntress herself watches the white femme with quiet curiosity, feeling no jealousy toward her.

*she sighs and comes forward, embracing the both of them, after a moment of debating whether Deathscream will allow it: well, life isn't without risks*

It's all right, though... I'm proud of both of you. You've done well, and you are whole and complete, if different. Unicron is gone, you are together, and your people are unified. That alone is a blessing. *her smile is faint, but it's there*

"But it's like being given motor oil when you wanted refined energon?" Galvatron asks softly, his hand gently rubbing her back as Deathscream lays her head against his shoulder. "You can run on it, and it will furnish your needs. But the taste is less leaves a lot to be desired."

He is quietly pleased at her words of praise, but doesn't show this outwardly as he focuses on comforting her.

*Auspex considers that for a moment, reflecting on the analogy* It is... something like that, yes. I must learn to appreciate what has happened, and not dwell on what I wished to have happen. It would be far worse if you both were gone, and I am grateful for that.

*She smiles a bit, at his appreciation of her approval. He is young, yet, and he needs encouragement. Concentrating on that should overcome her misgivings.*

He rests his cheek against her helm, gently, his spark yearning to comfort even as it is comforted.

"Are you really?" asks Deathscream softly, those merciless optics focused now on Auspex's face.

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