randomplaces | Auspex's reality. Sanctuary of Primus. Goodbye

Hormah: I's seen 'im, Auspex. He's after bein' Galvatron now.

Auspex: *is quiet for a moment, thinking that over. It's not quite bad news, but not wholly good, either. She nods slightly* I thought so, perhaps. But... *she hesitates* What of Oriana, then?

Hormah: Nobody's after knowin'

Auspex: *frowns. That doesn't sound promising* What about the Matrix? Have you heard?

Hormah: He's wearin' it. *hesitates* 'N 'e's after bein' bonded t' Deathscream.

Auspex: *blinkblinks* It's accepted him as bearer? Well... perhaps Oriana is still with him...

*she trails off* Bonded to... Starscream's reformat? *wide optics* Oh dear. I... think he may have absorbed Oriana... *she averts her gaze, trying to digest that, somewhat horrified*

Hormah: *wibbles and turns toward the garden door* I was only after sensin' one spark abroad 'o t' Matrix.

Auspex: *nods quietly* Well... she was fused... I can only hope that she's in there somewhere. *little sigh* Perhaps she's affected his personality, somewhat. I don't know... *another shake of her head* Poor Megatron. And poor Starscream... I can imagine what they've been through, and they both had emotional damage.

Hormah: *small sound* 'N now t'ey's gone. *walks out to the garden to be alone*

Auspex: At least now they are no longer suffering that pain. And they've been given new existences. *she watches Hormah walk away, debating whether she should follow*

Hormah: *crying quietly and missing friends that she won't see again. Abruptly lays down and hugs the ground, but is otherwise mostly silent*

Auspex: *frowns a bit, giving the young Decepticon a moment, before wandering slowly toward the garden. She looks around silently, sighing as she catches sight of Hormah* I know it's hard...

Hormah: Screamer was jes' startin' t' feel some better....

Auspex: *optics flicker in pained regret* I know... and we did what we could. She has more of a chance to be happier, now, but... it still hurts, that I could not have seen her improve, as her own self... this is a healing, of sorts, but not the one I'd have wanted for her.

Hormah: *anguished* It ain't healin' atall! They's gone. They ain't gonna be in t' Allspark. Rewrote. Redone. Somebody else.

Auspex: *sighs, moving closer, to sit beside Hormah* Not gone, not as such. I do know other reformats. Sometimes, a small part is the same, and still remembers. The rest is a new being, yes, but just as dear to Primus' Spark, and just as deserving of a place in the Allspark.

*she gazes absently into the shimmering mercury of the fountain* And sometimes, if they don't remember... I suspect the part that does is safely in the Allspark, as a part of their alternates, if nothing else. I... must find peace in that, or I will find none.

Hormah: *blinks, and then lowers her face to her teacher's leg and weeps again, her spark throbbing with mourning even as it settles with acceptance and faith*

Auspex: *turns a little to pat at Hormah's helm, feeling the heaviness of loss in her own spark. She draws closer to Primus' strength and solace, letting it wrap around her and her companion, bringing consolation where it otherwise cannot be - at least, not for the moment*

*And so the two femmes remain for a time, comforted by their creator and finally finding a measure of peace.*