Sign Nexus. Sign Area. I Roam Around Around Around

[misslucysleeches]

There's a newcomer to the Nexus today -- a woman in her very early thirties, with bright red hair and a forest-green sweater, sitting on one of the provided couches and looking at travel brochures. She wandered in earlier, and after the obligatory "?!?/can I get back" moment, has decided that she might as well do as the sign asks and ask a question. She spreads out her brochures on a table in front of her and looks up.

"So, random strangers! I'm a wanderer, and I've wandered almost all of the United States. So I think it's time I broke into international travel. Since it's my first time in this regard, I figured I'd at least start out by going to one of the more well-known cities, and see where adventure leads me from there."

She holds up three brochures.

"The question of the day is, then: London, Paris, or Rome?"

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[random_xtras]

Optimus looks sheepish as Sam laughs at him. "Well..." His hand suddenly sparkles with red and blue lights, and then holds out another pamphlet as the sparkles die away. "Here's a map."

[misslucysleeches]

Whoa -- Lucy wasn't expecting that either. But it's cool-looking. Now why can't her magic do that? "Thank you," she says with a smile, taking the paper. "I think I know where to go and where not to go, but -- this is appreciated."

[random_xtras]

"Doing my job," says Optimus, then looks at Sam for a moment before quickly shaking his head and looking back to Lucy. "Can we help you with anything else?"

"That band that's playing tomorrow night's not bad, if you can take classic rock," says Sam, his eyes twinkling.

[misslucysleeches]

"Your job to save damsels in not-quite-distress?" Lucy jokes, then leafs through all her various papers. "I think this should cover just about everything I need to know."

"I'm not opposed to classic rock," she says with a smile.

[random_xtras]

"It's to help people." Optimus grins and starts to turn away, but Sam speaks up.

"I can think of one more thing it'd be good for you to know, Miss."

[misslucysleeches]

"Well, you've been very helpful today," Lucy assures him. "Thanks."

She tilts her head as Sam speaks up. "Oh? What's that?" She almost feels like she should be taking notes.

[random_xtras]

Sam looks at her thoughtfully. "Do you know how you'd react to a face to face meeting with people who didn't look human?"

Optimus' brows lift at this, and he glances back to Lucy with visible concern.

[misslucysleeches]

"Er -- I'd do my best not to make a fool of myself," Lucy says, now a little awkward. "Granted, I don't have any experience. Everybody I've met has been human, or at least human-shaped."

She's -- getting the feeling she's going to be in for a shock.

[random_xtras]

"C'mere," says Sam gently, shifting his seat slightly and moving the blanket away from his little son's face. "You heard Op say that Isaac and I were Cybertronian?"

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy nods, getting up from her seat to move closer. "Yeah -- I've heard about that place." She'll hold off on saying that it was from the Michael Bay movie for now.

[random_xtras]

The little pale yellow being in Sam's arms is baytech, though still possessed of all the charm and appeal of a young child in the range of five years. His little, very human looking face is peaceful as he smiles in his sleep.

[misslucysleeches]

How can you not "aww" at that face? "He's cute," she says quietly, giving Sam a smile. And this does help explain the tank business.

[random_xtras]

Sam smiles back. "Do you want to hold him while I transform?"

[misslucysleeches]

"Okay," Lucy says, game. "You'll have to show me the right way, though. I've only held a human babies and kids a few times. Dunno if what I remember from that will work for him."

[random_xtras]

"It'll work fine." Sam gently transfers the little guy. "Just let him rest his head on your shoulder... like that, and put an arm under his bottom."

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy carefully takes him, doing her best to follow Sam's instructions. She nods when she thinks she's got a good hold on the little one.

[random_xtras]

"Now don't drop him when I get bigger." Sam turns to Optimus.

Optimus nods. "I'm ready to catch, if I need to."

[misslucysleeches]

"I won't," Lucy promises. No matter what happens, she is determined not to drop this kid.

[random_xtras]

Isaac, for his part, snuggles close with a soft sigh. He feels just as warm and comforting as most sleeping bittyfolk.

Sam nods, and then seems to static out of existence. A moment later that beautiful classic muscle car he'd been sitting on is rising up with a soft whisper of metal on metal till it's become an 18 foot tall cybernetic person with a face that looks a lot like an older version of Isaac's, and blue optics that manage to still look like Sam's eyes.

[misslucysleeches]

Awwww, he's so precious. And Lucy keeps her promise not to drop him, even as her eyes widen at the sight of the car transforming. "Whoa," she breathes, trying to look up at Sam's face.

[random_xtras]

Sam settles down on his butt so that he doesn't loom so much, then grins. "Still Major Sam Walker. I tried using a Cybertronian name when I first wound up like this, but my CO and my co Major told me to get bent and wouldn't call me by it."

"Optimus doesn't say things like that." Optimus frowns at Sam.

"He never told Jazz not to say it, though." Sam chuckles.

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy snickers, even though she looks a little confused. "Do you mind me asking about 'when I first wound up like this?' I thought Transformers always started out as -- well, Transformers."

[random_xtras]

"Well, yeah, usually." Sam frowns a bit as he thinks back and wonders yet again how he wound up existing. "But I'm not the original Sam Walker for my reality. I just came online a few days after he died, with all his memories and personality glitches. My Cybertronian crew and the humans on base just decided to treat me like the original, and I didn't have any say in the matter."

[misslucysleeches]

"Huh." Lucy's -- not entirely sure what to say to that. "Well -- it seems you've made a good life for yourself nonetheless." She nods down at Isaac.

[random_xtras]

Sam slowly reaches one gentle big hand to touch his son's back with a finger.

"Isaac was born before I changed," he says quietly. "My wife wound up LOLed human, and..." A shrug.