randomplaces | Nexus. The Black Dog. Adjusting to Change

It has been a few weeks in his universe's time since he's been back to the Nexus. Having met with Blue a short time after the incident, he already knew that Blue and the others were no longer here.

Curse that blasted Decepticon.

He has various reasons for not returning to the Nexus until now. The one he'll most likely admit is the fact that the Ark's become a bit hectic as his reality's Earth 'Cons have kicked things up a notch and are taking full advantage of their turn on the 'boom' side of the war's boom and bust cycle. Okay, they haven't taken over the world or anything like that yet, but only at a heavy price for the Autobots stationed on Earth:

A busy medbay.

And when the medbay is busy, someone's gotta make sure technical stuff in the Ark gets checked over and fixed, which would be him.

On top of that, at some point, Random ate the last Sunrise Hormah gave him.

No, he can't remember when, and that bothers him.

He arrives in the part of the Nexus near the bar via his PINpoint. He takes in all of the sights of it, picking out what has changed and what has stayed the same. A moment's hesitation delays him before he walks through the door for the first time since he learned of the eventual change . . .

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He pulls her a bit closer and gives her arm a bit of rub with his hand, giving her a small smile in return.

After a moment, he reluctantly lets her go. "Good bye, Kia."

She snugs, then steps back when he lets go, her pretty face somber. "Good bye, Random."

Then she looks up at Sheol, who gives her a forbidding scowl... and a PINpoint. "Use that to come back."

She watches the larger femme turn away, her expression sad, but knowing. And then she turns to look at Orion. "I'm ready to go."

"Here, take this slagging energon too." Sheol shoves several cubes at them, and then gets up and stomps out.

Instead of doing the smart thing and going back to his drink, he watches the the proceedings after he lets her go out of the corner of his optic. He is a bit shocked at Sheol's forcefulness but suspects a deeper meaning to the actions.

There's one thing that bugs him, however:

//Keep an eye on her, Ratchet//

The young medic looks at him with a surprised quirk of brows as Orion and Perceptor lead Kia out of the building, then nods. //Don't worry, buddy. I will. We all will.//

//Good . . . Thanks.// The effort needed to suppress his urge to plaster a large, smug grin on his face is provided by his doubts involving the possibility that she will end up like her alternate and his indecision within himself over just telling him the cause of concern. However, enough of a smile leaks out that Ratchet might get the idea that he dropped the name in on purpose just to see what kind of reaction he'd get. ~~Revenge? No! Of course not!~~

//You're... welcome.// That smile, and the familiar way in which the other mech spoke his name has Ratchet wanting to ask questions, but Orion is calling. He hesitates, opens his mouth, and then sighs and goes.

Random nods once in good bye before the smile fades away and he gives attention back to his drink.

"Don't be sad." A largish puppy muzzle gently pokes at the side of his face.

He flinches at the sudden noise and contact, letting out a little startled yelp. ~~Did he just get put into a Disney film?~~

Gathering his composure and pushing back the memories from his time with Tierron, he steadily lies, "Who said I was?" But his face gives him away.

Random has also initiated a scan of the furry sparkling.

"Look sad," says Pooka, giving him a little puppy kiss and a sympathetic whimper.

There's tech similar to Blackout's there... but there are also Maximal elements to the little guy's design. Yeah... just another mixed up Nexus kid.

"Sorry to bother you then."

Okay . . . You know, he really wish he hadn't ~~asked~~ scanned. He really didn't. Some parts remind him of Hormah, but the organic parts are bothering him the worse though.

Nexus. The Black Dog. Adjusting to Change

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