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[tea-and-sortie]

Old Friends

Sortie sits outside at a little folding table in a quiet corner of Iacon’s command base.  Here is one of the strongest fortresses on Cybertron.  Here the Prime is stationed, along with his commanders and department heads.  Here is the springhead of the Autobot war effort.  Here is where two friends meet, brought together by a common aging view of the world.

Sortie waits for his friend to come share a pot of tea and some conversation.  Sometimes he makes it, sometimes he doesn’t.