|Der Geist von, was ich war|
Der Geist von, was ich war
Dec. 4th, 2007 @ 08:42 pm
The tall blond appears suddenly, bright sword slicing down toward something that is barely seen before it disintegrates to shards of light and vanishes. She whirls, sword sweeping up....
And stares bemusedly at the sign. "Teletraan, what is this?"
You are feeling:
"Poyo? Pyapa? Nesus!" Kirby waves his stubby arms happily.
She looks at the tiny thing and blinks, then dismisses her sword and goes to one knee in attempt to get closer to its level. "I beg your pardon?"
"Nexus!" Kirby flails around at their surroundings.
"This is Nexus?" She puts out a hand to him, seeing if it's alright for her to lift him and get them more at the same level.
Kirby nods and takes her hand. "Ahah!"
"I see. What is your name?" Her mouth curves slightly.
"Teletraan? Isn't that that old computer model the Autobots used to use?"
She blinks at sight of the creature, then blinks again. "Used to use?"
Darkscream nods. "Yeah, I haven't seen one of those since I was a glider."
Which must have been, oh, vorns ago, at least.
Prima tries to contact Telatraan and is confused at her failure to do so. She's even further confused by her inability to sense anything about the blue thing. All this shows as a deepening frown on her face.
Darkscream's no expert on humans, but he peers at her all the same. "What?"
And against all reason she is registering as human, though she doesn't realize it. "What are you?"
"Who, me? I'm a Predacon. You know, from Cybertron." He frowns.
"But." Her frown deepens. "What is a.... Wait." She looks around, understanding dawning. "This is real."
"Of course it's real." He looks around. "I mean, sure, it looks like some kind of carnival, but it's still real." Real enough to follow you home, even.
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