For master-megatron:
~
While Ultra Magnus would never be totally comfortable interacting with the multiverse, he was now more proficient with the modifications Shockwave had made to all long-range communications modules on the Nemesis - including the portable ones. He had taken one with him on the Iron Will when he had left the Nemesis at Optimus’ behest, and was glad of it now.
Sparking circuits splashed the bridge in vivid splatter of neon blue, toxic yellow, zoptic green, or optic-searing red depending on which system they were emanating from. Drifts of sickening smoke hovered near the ceiling, being added to just a little bit faster than the onboard systems -in their current state - could deal with.
The only thing left viably intact - at least, enough so as to not require repair - was the modified comm system. He looked out through the damaged viewport at the endless red vista and permitted himself to curse eloquently. Wherever he was, the fire-edged wormhole had damaged his ship heavily enough to require outside repair.
He reached over to the module and switched it on. {{ This is Ultra Magnus aboard the Iron Will. If you receive this signal, I am in need of aid. }}
