Nearby bots gasp as the hologram flickers to life.
Autobahn, Refuse, Chaplain, and the micromaster twins were taken to the Burthov Spaceport.
If Ironcast is nearby enough to see the building, he looks up and sees the message with a mark more shock this time.
Whoever this is, they most definitely are serious…
From her home in the Pavilions, Daybreak eyes the hologram wearily. Then there came a knock upon her door, and she went to answer it.
The rest of the ruling body were taken to space bridges and warped back to their respective worlds.
The osprey does it for each side, and one on two other buildings
Explosives-disposal specialists were soon sent to remove the unwanted decorations.
Daybreak peers through the small viewport in her door, just to be safe. She saw that the one who had knocked was another techno-organic Cybertronian sharing her form, albeit with a mostly black and gold color scheme. Recognizing her visitor, Daybreak opens the door and immediately embraces her.
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Haliaetus was fleeing the scene in the air, his job done for now
Haliaetus successfully avoided capture.
“Thank Primus!” the visitor- Daybreak’s sister, Nightfall- proclaims. “I saw the news; I-”
" ‘Was worried for me,’" Daybreak finishes. “It’s alright.”
“Alright?” Nightfall repeats. “Look, spray-painting ‘peace through tyranny’ on the Axalon memorial is one thing, but this? A hologram of Megatron in broad daylight? At the Primal Basilica? I do hope you see my cause for concern here.”
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thay maybe was a bit to bold… he thought
Ironcast continues to traverse the other memorials.
The statue honoring Solus Prime depicted the Prime of Creation standing atop a mound of weapons and other artifacts, including the Apex Armor, the Zeonomicon, the Chaos Edge, and the Dark Matter Caliber.
He admires it, smiling softly.
She was certainly quite the crafter, an inspiration, even…
Windstripe decides to go get some fresh air and wander outside of the Basilica. He greets anyone he meets and is very friendly and open.
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“There was no danger at all,” Daybreak assures her sister. “Right now, it seems to just be a rather gutsy miscreant.”
“I hope the leader of Cybertron isn’t stupid enough not to consider that this may be a prelude to an attempt on her life,” Nightfall deadpans.
“Of course I’m not,” Daybreak retorts.
“Really? Because you don’t seem to be taking this too seriously.”
“Because I’m confident that the perpetrator will be found before they can carry out more nefarious acts, if that’s even their intention.”
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Maké and his sister silently cheer to each other
“I will admit, I’m reconsidering my wish for Cybertronian politics to be more exciting,” Daybreak confesses after a pause, eliciting a chuckle from Nightfall.
“you two realize that was just step one, correct? Don’t celebrate so easily”
He soon comes upon Ironcast, still standing in front of the statue honouring Solus Prime.
Windstripe walks up to Ironcast. He smiles,
“Hello, strangee, I’m Windstripe, the engineer from Velocitron. How are you this star filled morning? I hope the day hasn’t been dafter than the melting sunlight.”
Ironcast is rather taken aback from the sudden interaction, stumbling over his words a little.
“Yes… the- the day is well… I’m… Ironcast. Hello. Yes.”
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Windstripe smiles,
“Well Mr Ironcahst, I do think that you ought to be… well, I would say, not digging in scorch land. I find that this life-giving star has spoiled its inhabitants and I should say that the beauty of a star-filled morning on Velocitron is the best way to greet one’s day. What do you think, Mr Ironcahst?”