Oct 25, 2021
“‘Is Tyrest single’ HELLO????”
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“‘Is Tyrest single’ HELLO????”
Starter for @slighbeggy
Arms crossed across his chassis with a slight bored expression, High Tide waited for his new passenger to come around and walk aboard his ship. If he could recall correctly the sea mech was recommended by a lot of Autobots to be the host of an unusual tourist, which he greatly agreed.
His expression almost completely changed when he heard pedesteps coming towards, making him look to his side. "Hm, are ya the tourist?"
@slighbeggy from here
The historians mind was filled with many upon many things. During times of war, everyone would love to get their servos on him, trying to get everything they would ever wish to know out of him. Maybe Tyrest was one of these bots, Oracle, does not know.
The red flags that have been building up in his mind caused by Tyrest was very dangerous. Oracle has connections and if they were to get out? Things won’t look too pretty.
“Paperwork and a psychiatrist? Hmm, well alright, I suppose it’s not a bad idea. I just only wish to get better.”
Magnus nodded at the smaller bot’s reply. He had very little idea of just what exactly this mech did or who he really was. He did not recognize him to any point, neither from the Primal Vanguard nor from his days as Tyrest’s enforcer. It was peculiar. How did this purple, badgeless mech become… what did he call it, a lost puppy? to Tyrest of all mechs. Peculiar was a word for it.
It was about high time to learn more then,
“I never got your name,” he commented. “Do you have a badge?”
Continued with @slighbeggy, from Twitter:
Magnus narrowed his optics by a fraction. How mad had Tyrest gotten to put such a notion into the purple mech’s helm? Or how had this mech seen Tyrest to believe that? Ultra Magnus was not a social mech by any mark, but he knew that perceiving one’s self as isolated to that degree was not healthy. He had red flags going up in his helm, both about this mech, and about Tyrest… who was dead now. His concern about Oracle still stood though.
He slowly nodded.
“You would have to fill out some paperwork. …I would recommend seeing the vessel’s psychiatrist. This situation seems to be weighing heavily on you.”
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Ultra Magnus looked down at one of the Lost Light’s newest members. He noticed a subtle noise coming from him — he was not sure of his alt mode, so he couldn’t say if it was the rumble of an engine or simple internal systems.
“You are purring,” he simply said.
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Ultra Magnus sat at his desk, hands folded in frown of him as he spoke to the smaller mech. It wasn’t the most serious or daunting conversation — it was getting to know the historian. Magnus had been internally noting things to be aware of all along the way, up until Oracle hopped up halfway on the table and pressed a kiss to his lips, effectively crashing his train of thought.
The large mech judged him away, looking him up and down.
“Now just w-what was that?”
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