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[ 001 - Hologram] What's big, pink and smells like....strawberries?

[There's apparently a lot of giant robots around here. This one's looking a little out-of-sorts though, and it's pretty clear why, when he holds up--or attempts to--a very large wiggly semi-transparent pink cube. Give him a break okay: it's quite slippery, given its gelatinous state.]

Uh. Does anyone...want this? I bought it in the marketplace. I thought it was, ya know, something I could eat. Apparently it's for organics though. [Don't ask how Drift knows this. A medical diagnostic might be on his to-do list though.] And apparently non-returnable now.

[He has no idea what organics would do with such a large quantity of 'strawberry jello' or why it has any right masquerading in the form of an energon cube, but oh well, lesson learned. Drift sets it down before it nearly slips from his hot little fingers, (nevermind the squelching noise please) and pulls out an energon ration pouch, the pink liquid inside sloshing around as he holds it up.]

I am looking for more of this though. It's our fuel, and trust me when I say it's not good for organics. If you see any though, let me know. I can pay you for it, if need be.

[Just...not a lot. What a time to be without his gold currency card. But seriously people, Drift really, really likes not staving! He's done that before and would rather not again. But you better believe he's just the type of idiot to give out what rations he brought with him to the others of his kind. Because even if he's not fond of starving, hey, positive side: he knows how to tolerate it probably better than anyone.]

So Wing, Rodimus, Megatron, anyone else... let me know what supplies you have? I have some rations, if you're in need.

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Er. Not really. Not without...a serious upgrade to my boosters or something. And wings. Or wing-like appendages.

[He doesn't sound entirely enthused, either. Envying fliers is one thing, doing it yourself? Totally another thing. Once a grounder, always a grounder.]

Hmmm... [DEEP THOUGHTS. Well, kinda.] Yes I think that's wise.

Like you always are.

[A shy smile, before he jumps back to the topic at hand.]

That's true! WOW...maybe we can continue the quest for the Knights after all!

[Minus the part about not having a ship or not being allowed off the station (something he's trying not to think about), but HEY, it's hope, right?]

...

I just don't want us to fall into old habits, hatreds and bigotries.

[Read: He doesn't want his friends, the people he cares about, fighting. You included, Megatron.]

Yeah, I wouldn't lean on that as your life's ambition out here, then. Even as an exception.

That is the last thing I want, Drift.

It could be, well, that they don't know what it is. There's no need making them feel bad.

[At least until they've solved the mystery.]

The Knights of Cybertron? So you have taken up Dai Altas's passion?

[He can't help the tiny laugh at the thought.]

Who cares. Cybertron is just a planet, and last I saw it bounced back to health. Find a new place, take over and make a new home. When you're at the top, it doesn't matter who all hates us.

Nope. Perfectly okay with that honestly.

[SHRUG.]

I hope you're better off in the useful skill department around here.

I'm glad we're on the same page then. [Not that he had too much doubt.] I know Wing will feel the same way.

The others though... [Challenge #1.]

I could hope so. You know...that they didn't do it on purpose. [~~Wow it's super good that he doesn't know about Lockdown's new hobby of titan hunting or there'd be HELL to pay~~.]

Uh. [Wow, why does he suddenly feel overcome by his own dorkness?] Well. The war. It's over now. But there's so much rebuilding to do. Not just Cybertron but people's spirits. Rodimus and I have been searching for the Knights in the hopes they could help us.

[That's reason number one. Reason number two he doesn't exactly want to talk about on the open network. Maybe later, if Wing is willing...]

It's our home. It's Primus' home. It's the only place out natural fuel comes from. Our Cybertron may have been reborn but it's not 'healthy' yet in any sense of the word. I'll celebrate the day the pulsewaves resume, raw energon is found again, and the primordial landscape stops attacking people.

[A stifled sigh, because he can guess where this is going.]

You're never actually on top for long, you know that? It's only a matter of time before something comes along and knocks you down. And I don't think you can disagree when I say that hate is a very. powerful. motivator.

[Drift is taking melodrama lessons from Megatron it seems. But the point still stands. The Decepticons were born from hatred of the senate and imperialism. And they fell to hatred as well.]

By others, you mean Rodimus.

Yes, we should always presume the best.

[There's room enough for unpleasant surprises, but he'd rather deal with them when they happen instead of seek them out.]

If anyone can convince them to help, I am sure it's you.

[His optics glow: Drift was a mech made for a great destiny--he'd always known it. And trying to heal the world after the war was a cause worthy of Drift's spark.]

[Okay this is where the dimensional differences seem to come in. Which Starscream doesn't even really think of at first because this is just some random, stupid guy.]

What are you babbling about? Earth has raw energon, it's why the Autobots tried to escape there. Why do you think we're fighting over the planet? It isn't out of love for the fleshy creatures.

...

Okay. Maybe that is the Autobot's reasoning, but still.

[And pulsewaves? What?]

Yeah, it goes from weird to unnerving in three seconds. But it's kinda cool - like someone's chopped off the head of Metroplex and let it go. ( Wait hang on. ) Do you think this is a metrotitan?

Did I mention that by 'tender his resignation' I mean that he shot Tyrest in the back? Because he did. ( Rodimus grins, arms crossing over his chest. ) And we saved pretty much everyone, too.

Well he's not talking to anyone currently, but Rung says we just need to give him time and space.

( So that's... that. )

Yeah. Yeah, I think he is.

( Better than under his command, at any rate, and he's glad he told Red Alert that before they split. )

[Own what you are, little sportscar.]

Little old people who forgot how to live.

[He grins back.]

Nope. I'm a big fan of obvious, groan-inducing codenames. You're golden.

I'm not lacking in a number of arenas.

[He pauses.]

Though a lot of this space technology is still new to me.

Well.

And Starscream.

Who, let's face it, is probably a bigger obstacle.

[Is he biased a little? Maybe. At least his best friend will listen to him. Er. Most of the time.]

I'd like to. [He means it. He doesn't have the same confidence in people's innate goodness that Wing does, but he knows it's possible. Look at him, look at Megatron...]

M-me?

[CLICKETY-CLICK go his optic shutters.]

But, Wing.... [He needed Rodimus to even get a crew. He's the traitor, twofold now. He doesn't give the speeches, he only writes them.] I don't......

[Yeah, that's why he doesn't give them. Tongue-tied!]

[ actually not a bias at all. that's wise! ]

I already have plans to keep a close watch on him.

[ a Starscream can't be trusted. ]

[Well, you're a random stupid guy too. Who just so happens to be named Starscream.]

Yes, it did. But only because Shockwave seeded the planet ages ago. And Ore 13 wasn't exactly normal energon either. Good for combat sure, but nothing you could live off of. Seriously. Don't tell me you've forgotten how you powered up on the stuff and thought you could take the big guy by yourself but then Megatron pounded your aft into a crater anyway?

[Oh, right, he keeps forgetting that this is possibly not the same Starscream he knew.]

And those Earthers did a damn fine job of making all of us feel unwelcome. We went there to prevent Megatron from conquering the planet and stripping its resources but the humans didn't want or need our help.

[The last part is debatable but he's still pretty bitter about Spike. As far as Skywatch was concerned, the only thing they needed was Cybertronian tech. At any cost.]

Noooot exactly a techie type myself.

[Though his fundamentals are probably a little above par thanks to racial benefits.]

So where are you from originally?

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[Oh ... all of that was totally wrong but completely interesting. In fact --]

Yes, I've apparently forgotten. Why don't you refresh my memory and tell me all about it.

[Give him all the details including how its made. Oh please oh please tell him]

Starscream. [ that is a voice that promises so much pain. Starscream should be familiar with it. ] That's enough from you.

[ aaand to Drift: ] Do not so easily make such information public, Drift. Some conversations should be done in private and furthermore? Disclosing sensitive details to someone not from our reality is unwise.

You always know how to ruin a mech's fun.

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