RiD 'verse. The Megastar. One week after Ro-tor's return from the shadows

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There's little sound in the repair bay except the beeping of life-support equipment. It's an odd set of machines by the base's standards, small and designed for the wrong kind of life form entirely. For now, though, the Decepticons have a use for it.

Liedherz is on the table, connected up to the machines. She's stable enough, now, though her skin is still paled into a grey tone and anyone with thermal vision can see she's cold for an organic. Mega-Octane is standing at the far side of the room, making plans at the console. He's only paying distant attention to the readings from the machines. They do, however, have a pair of optics on her: Rollbar is still leaning against the wall, watching and waiting.

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[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

"Then why don't you tell us how?"

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"Because I can't. It's part of me. I can do it, but I can't teach anyvone else to do it."

[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

Naturally enough, Mega-Octane doesn't seem pleased with that. "Then you can start by telling us what you know about it."

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Her ears are back as she tries to figure out how to think without sharing it.

Then she growls and decides forget it. She knows where the nearest shadow is. She can get away before anyone can do anything.

So she shows him what it's like in there. And shows him the last fight, too.

[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

He jerks slightly, then holds in place as the alien experience finds its way into his processor. Movor and Rollbar are still there to watch the organic while he's occupied.

Mega-Octane's visor is narrowed as he focuses on the information; it's a bit like the data they already had, of course, but...

"Even you don't really understand it, do you?" he says thoughtfully.

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"Like I said, the shadows here are different. There's no vorld in them vhere I vas created." She shows him the quite here and there with nothing in between that trips in her home reality had been. "That's part of the reason I vas putting up markers." The rest of the reason, he can see clearly, was so that the Decepticons would be able to navigate within them once she'd brought them in.

[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

"You were planning to bring us there." He's not sure how much of this he likes. On the one hand, it looks like she's being helpful. On the other...

...On the other hand, he doesn't trust her and he certainly doesn't like the idea of getting help from such an alien.

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"Ja." He sees her planned trips to Autobot work sites, and feels how they're tempered by her need to protect things weaker than herself. She wants success for the Decepticons, but she can't override her conscience. Then the memory of the sounds of mayhem during Ro-tor's visit to the Autobot lounge comes to her and she can't hold in a snort of amusement at their shock and confusion.

[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

It's like being connected directly to the psycho-probe, though thinking of it like that only makes it slightly less disturbing. He gives a faintly amused hrmph at the last few memories; they have the counterpart set, of course.

And there's something wrong with her interest in their success, to his mind. She's not just bowing to the inevitability of their victory - she actually wants it.

Which may be why the conviction is forming that she's insane.

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She gives him a 'look', ears back. Then sends her preference that they be successful somewhere where they wouldn't have to wreck another race of people to do it.

[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

That definitely amuses him - and the other two, although they're having a harder time adjusting to the weird data influx. It wouldn't be as fun, it wouldn't be what Megatron wants - and why should Decepticons be concerned with such insignificant creatures?

"Just what were you thinking when you decided to drag Ro-tor into the Autobot base anyway?" Mega-Octane demands, resuming the spoken questions.