RiD verse. The Megastar. Home again

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When Megatron comes to claim his chair today he finds that one arm holds an occupant that it hasn't held for quite some time. Liedherz is musing over a large mug of something dark and fragrant as she stares into space from the shadow of her hair. Her scars have faded, and she's wearing what looks like a dark grey molded halter and shorts that glint slightly under the lights.

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[voice-of-ruin.livejournal.com]

Megatron looms over her like a giant, glowing-opticed, batwinged fiend in a shadowy hall which, as it happens, he is. "What is the meaning of this?"