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Bob and Cloudtraders ([personal profile] gentle_seekers) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2008-05-29 08:51 pm

Nexus and Auspex's reality. Park by the sign and the sanctuary. Enter Bob

There's a flash and an explosion over the Nexus... and very few people look up other than to ascertain that whatever just went boom isn't coming down on their heads. It's not, so they go about their business as though nothing has happened.

Whatever it is streaks toward the park and leaves a smoking crater as it hits.

And a soft, wordless alarm call sounds in a certain priestess's spark.
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[personal profile] nightwind_benz 2008-06-08 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Hormah's body folds into tank mode and back out, then opens and closes all her weapons in rapid succession, thus letting Auspex see just how well armed her young friend really is.

Bender is trembling too, his hands clenched as he watches.

Nightwind nods. "Okay, I think I know how this works. Let's do this... You're not going to take charge, are you?"

Bewilderment reaches Auspex, but then the combined femme turns and walks down the hall toward the room where the injured mech lays. When she gets there she beeps with dismay, the sound unmistakably Nightwind's pattern and not Hormah's rapid deedling. "This is bad... but I can fix it."

Several minutes of busy and rapid work follow, starting with some quick tinkering inside of the mech's cranial unit.
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[personal profile] primus_seeress 2008-06-08 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
*Auspex isn't terribly surprised at all the armament... most of the type of mechs she's seen from Blackout's universe seem to have an inordinant amount of weapons. She's more surprised at Hormah's behavior... she assumes Nightwind is 'test-driving', so to speak.*

*She raises a brow as Hormah/Nightwind turns toward the hall. They've integrated very quickly; she's impressed. She follows behind at a bit of a distance, so as not to crowd Nightwind*

*She speaks softly, still wary of frightening the Mini-Con, or at least breaking her concentration* If there's anything you need, let me know; I do have some tools, and very basic medical gear.
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[personal profile] nightwind_benz 2008-06-08 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," says Nightwind absently, then tinkers a little more before screwing up her face and jagging with fear which Hormah offers comfort for. "But his spark's so weak that by time I got him repaired with tools he'd be dead."
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[personal profile] primus_seeress 2008-06-08 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
*Auspex makes a little mournful sound, coming a bit closer, to the opposite side of the seeker* I can channel Primus' power to his spark, that may help a little... I'm not sure it would be enough, though... *she trails off unhappily*
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[personal profile] nightwind_benz 2008-06-08 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
"No...." The linked femme jitters and beeps, her terror fritzing her processor a little. "I... I can fix it. Just not with the tools."

"What do you mean?" comes Bender's voice from where he's climbing Hormah's leg.

Hormah, for her part is unconciously trying to let Nightwind feel Primus's reassurance and support.
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[personal profile] primus_seeress 2008-06-08 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
*Auspex leans on the wall, trying to push back her own anxious amazement. She is beginning to sense the fear... the fear from a Mini-Con spark. She's seeing Hormah in a new light, and it brings wonder and trembling... it's like she's translating between Mini-Con and Primus-born spark energy. And she's trying to share Primus with Nightwind... if it works both ways, it's quite possible it will work. And that, she's instinctively positive, has never been done before. In short: wow.*
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[personal profile] nightwind_benz 2008-06-09 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Nightwind cycles air through Hormah's intakes, then absently reaches down to pull Bender off her/Hormah's leg and sets him on the side of the berth as she grasps for the reassurance that she can feel being offered. Primus, she doesn't recognize, but Primus recognizes Who she's praying to as he hears her across the living bridge. His reassurance becomes tinged with approval, and she grasps at that too even as she whimpers and links her combined body to the port she just finished putting on the purple mech.

And... to her shock the purple 'Con flees from her in terror, and it's Nightwind who finds herself offering reassurance that she doesn't want to hurt him, she only wants to fix him and make the hurting stop. When he cringes and withdraws again she turns to Hormah, asking that the bigger femme do for Bob what she's doing for Nightwind.

The purple mech relaxes, and suddenly his shell is surrounded by light as the link is completed and Nightwind's gift is activated.

And Bender stares.
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[personal profile] primus_seeress 2008-06-09 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
*Auspex wraps her mind in Primus' presence, listening intently to her companions' impressions, fascinated at this ability to sense Nightwind.*

*She starts in surprise, when the Mini-Con's unease is suddenly completely overshadowed by an even greater fear, from another source. The seeker is aware... and utterly terrified. Nightwind is confused by the sudden role reversal, but Hormah soon soothes him. Auspex soon feels somewhat disoriented, keeping track of the minutae, and withdraws her senses somewhat, but unwilling to break it off completely, when she has this chance to sense a Mini-Con spark*
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[personal profile] primus_seeress 2008-06-10 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
*Auspex hisses as the seeker's pain flares again. She takes a few steps forward, attempting to make her presence - and Primus' - known to the mech*

*She looks back at Bender, giving a little helpless shrug. This is not something she's accustomed to seeing, either. The spiritual part, she can sense and understand, but much of it is unfamiliar technology at work. His difficulty in making sense of this is most probably the reverse of hers; still, the reaction is much the same. This is something out of the ordinary, on all counts.*