Transformers: Salvation

OOC: Once again, I will act like I haven’t lost anything important, because it seems I haven’t.
IC: Gronius was looking for the training quarters.


Alterion was pushing Redstocker’s wheelchair, while the two were looking at the warped space from a nearby window.


Song entered the Savant, expecting Sidestrike to follow her.

Sidestrike followed her entering the Savant as well.

She started heading for the picture of Alchemist Prime.

He followed.

When they would have arrived, she would have pointed to the picture.
“See?”
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“Yes, I see a picture of the great Alchemist Prime.” he said.

She rolled her eyes and sighed indignantly.
“I expected you to see more.”

“Well a picture can say more than a thousand words,” he said. He looked more at it to realize the bigger picture.

She crossed her four arms.

“Okay, I see what you mean.” Sidestrike said.

“Oh, really?” she said, raising an eyebrow.

The crew was recovering from the recent battle. The medical facilities all over Salvation were quite busy, though fortunately, there had been few deaths.


The mural remains as Song had left it, with one of Alchemist’s four optics glowing green.

Song put her hand on the trees, expecting them to move again.

They did not.

Sidestrike watched what Song was doing.

“What the?” Song said, transforming to dragon and moving her wings in front of the picture.

“By the looks of things this picture was doing something earlier but now it doesn’t?” he guessed.

Zepar shrugs, “I don’t know.” He said.

“Maybe we should see if these markings match any star charts.” He suggested.

The trees in the mural no longer swayed in response to the rush of air- that one component of the puzzle had been solved.


Rough and Tumble nod.

“Good idea,” the latter agrees.

Song transformed back to robot mode.
“Maybe now I need to find a way to make the eye stop shinning…”
She said to herself.