ToS. Various Locations. Homecomings

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someone: *suddenly accesses Legacy's power and appears somewhere outside the city*

Legacy: *wincing and holding his head now* *quietly* C-can we pull over?

Eric: *glances at him and glides the van over to the shoulder* *gruff but gentle* What's wrong?

Jazz: *sticks his head between the front seats and gives Legacy a concerned look* Was it th' burritos?

Prowl: *concerned by how pale Legacy looks. Will grab one of the bottles of water that Chromia insisted on buying a bulk package of and reach to pass it to the front*

Chromia: *worried* What's up? *kind of got squished by Prowl's search for a water bottle*

Legacy: *quietly* Dizzy. Something happened...

someone: *sending of deep peace that soothes*

Eric: *scowling deeply* What kind of something?

Jazz: *squeaks as Prowl leans on him to offer the water*

Legacy: *quietly* Felt like it did when Jetfire scared me, but... different.

Eric: *scowls more deeply, but then his attention snaps upward as a golden jet screams overhead*

Jazz: Screamer!

Chromia: 0_0 *didn't just squeak*

Prowl: *SCOWL*

Legacy: *quietly* Screamer?

Eric: *pedal to the metal* Starscream.

Jazz: *reaches up to hit the button that'll flash the lights*

Legacy: ... *so confused*

Prowl: *quietly* A Decepticon. One of the more dangerous ones, because not only does he have no qualms about killing innocents, he's incredibly intelligent. *lips pressed thin now*

Chromia: *just as quietly, to Legacy* He's why you brought Elita, Arcee, and me to S.H.E.I.L.D...

Eric: Let's crush the *deleted*.

Legacy: *quietly* Oh.

Jazz: Faster, 'Hide! The *beep*'ll get away.

Eric: *crossly* This is as faster as I can go in the city limits.

Chromia: Where's that *nope* heading?!

someone: *image of the jet circling overhead*

Legacy: *quietly* He's circling over someone...

Eric: *guns it as he leaves the city* Which way?

Jazz: *points* Thundercracker!

Prowl: *SCOWL*

Legacy: ... *so confused*

Eric: Seeker *not writing it*.

Chromia: *expression black as she watches the jet*

Eric: *roars after the blue and grey jet, his face set in he blackest of scowls*

Jazz: *grabs the radio and starts shouting over the bull horn about Decepticons and take cover*

Chromia: *NOPE. NOPE. NOPE.* SKYWARP!

Eric: *muffled roar*

Legacy: *leaning his head against the window now* *softly* They're not attacking?

someone: *image of two jets now circling overhead*

Jazz: They're huntin'. *calls to another motorist over the bullhorn, warning about the danger*

Legacy: *quietly* They're circling over someone. I don't know who they are...

Jazz: *concerned look* Whatcha mean, Leggy?

Legacy: *quietly* I think they're the one who ganked me... They keep sharing what they see.

Jazz: 0_o People kin do that?

Legacy: *quietly* 'Parently.

Eric: *rumbles and pulls a hard right as he spots the circling jets and the last one flying to join them* Skywarp's flying weird.

Jazz: ...He's flyin' slomo.

Legacy: *shuts his eyes and listens*

someone: *reassurance. She'll wait for them*

Legacy: *quietly* A lady?

someone: *is female*

Eric: *surprised mutter as someone comes into sight up ahead*

Jazz: ...That's a lil' kid.

Legacy: ... *brows drawing together*

Chromia: The *nope* 's a little kid doing out here?

Legacy: *quietly* She just appeared there.

Eric: *pulls the van to a stop and then bursts out of it as he watches the three Seekers swing around at normal speed and come in low over that tiny, dark-haired figure*

Jazz: *inarticulate as he falls on his face in his haste to get out of the van*

Prowl: *not above climbing over teammates to get out!*

Chromia: *shoves Jazz out in front of her*

Jazz: *makes a rut in the ground with his face*

Legacy: *opens his eyes to see the little girl. Can see how calm she is* *quietly* I don't think this is an attack.

Starscream: I saw you appear. You have power. Join us!

girl: *shakes her head as she watches the jets go over, then throws up a hand*

Seekers: *suddenly rattling all over the sky*

Eric: *stops and scowls as he tries to figure this out*

Jazz: *pauses in spitting out gravel to stare*

Prowl: *frowning and tracking the jets*

Chromia: *SO Much scowl. Moves to put herself between the girl and the vehicle*

Legacy: *wonders who the girl is*

girl: *watches the jets swing around again, and doesn't flinch as they start tearing up the ground in front of them with their guns. Instead, she calmly waits. She was going to let Legacy's friends beat up these bad people, but now she's seen Legacy's friends and she's worried they'd be hurt*

Legacy: *has more friends who can fight back...*

girl: *she's just going to hit these bad guys* *throws up her arms as the jets approach*

Eric: *garbled shout as he watches claws of blue energy burst from the girl's knuckles*

Seekers: *shriek as that energy passes through them, then cut away and flee raggedly in all directions*

girl: *drops to her knees and feels sleepy, and confused by the sleepy*

Legacy: *sympathy*

Chromia: ... *frowwwwn* What just happened?

Prowl: *moving to approach the girl* I think we have a new ally.

girl: *turns to look at Prowl. Has big eyes of tesserect blue set in a tiny face that looks Asian* *fighting the sleepy because she wants to get acquainted with the new friends*

Prowl: *soothing clicks. I am friendly, I mean no harm*

girl: *tries to get up without success, then frowns curiously up at Eric as he strides past Prowl to scoop her up* *likes big warm guy*

Jazz: Heyyy! *on his feet as babby jealousy kicks in*

Chromia: *moving to approach Eric*

Eric: *turns to his wife* *gruffly* She's new.

girl: *also, snuggly, and falling asleep* *and kind of wondering why her belly hurts*

Chromia: *quietly* Let's get her something to eat.

Eric: *nods and turns back toward the van*

Jazz: *fists clenched in his effort not to go over and try to baby gank*

Legacy: *quietly* Who's this? Is she new?

girl: *looks at him as Eric brings her to the side door of the van* *not new! Is Kriti!*

Legacy: *quietly* Kriti is a good name... *quieter* How... not new? *kind of falling asleep himself*

Kriti: *shows him being there in the other place where she could see him and see the blue light*

Legacy: *quietly* Tesseract... *that's what the blue light is from*

Kriti: *blue light* *holds up a tiny hand and manifests smaller versions of the blue claws*

Eric: No. Put those away right now.

Legacy: *soft sigh as he slips into a light doze* *Eric is good peeps...*

Eric: *peers into the back of the van* Do we have anymore of that pudding?

Prowl: *moving to check* I'm not sure...

Chromia: *will get some water for the little girl*

Kriti: *sleepily playing with her fingers instead of the light*

Eric: Anything good for a sparklet?

Kriti: *peeks at water*

Chromia: *offers a bottle of water*

Prowl: *looking in the cooler* I'm not sure....

Kriti: *takes bottle and pours it all over herself in the process of tasting the contents*

Eric: Ack! *grabs bottle*

Kriti: o.0?

Legacy: *sleepy mumbling of nonsense.... And there might be a couple names in there, too*

Jazz: *laughing at baby antics*

Chromia: *frown* *thought she heard Legacy say names*

Prowl: *looking up. Definitely recognizes the names Legacy said*

Eric: *notices the lack of looking for baby food and looks up from helping Kriti drink* What's wrong?

Jazz: *stops laughing and looks at the ladies*

Prowl: *quietly* I knew Showtime and Sharpshot.

Jazz: *startled and concerned* What about Show 'n 'Shot?

Eric: *deep frown*

Prowl: Legacy said their names.

Chromia: So I wasn't hearing things.

Eric: *looks down at the cuddly little child in his arms* ...Kriti?

Kriti: *looks up, sees his expression, and nods*

Eric: *closes his eyes and holds her close*

Jazz: *turns away to hide tears from the little one*

Prowl: ... *squares her shoulders and turns her attention to trying to find something for Kriti to eat*

Chromia: *confused frown for Jazz, Prowl, and Eric*

Jazz: *muffled sob*

Chromia: ... *quietly* Jazz?

Jazz: Yeah?

Chromia: *quietly* What's wrong?

Jazz: *very softly* They ain't comin' back.

Chromia: ... *so much confusion*

Prowl: *moves to bring Eric a cup of unsweetened applesauce and one of the bamboo sporks from the cooler. Will gently tug Chromia aside after food delivery is complete*

Eric: *opens eyes and takes the food, then sits on the running board to patiently feed the sleepy little girl*

Prowl: *small nod to Eric, leads Chromia far enough away from the vehicle that any noise won't wake Legacy*

Eric: *watches them from the corner of his eye as he tends Kriti*

Kriti: *sleepy frown as she watches the ladies and eats the nice stuff*

Chromia: *talking quietly with Prowl, and asking questions*

Prowl: *quietly explaining about how some of the little girl's counterparts in other realities come into being*

Chromia: *horrified and sad expression is a go once it fully sinks in*

Kriti: *little wibble and hides her face against Eric. Doesn't want anymore food. Only wants to hug her water bottle and sleep*

Eric: *swallows the lump in his throat and cuddles the little one*


A few hours later


Kriti: *little hand pat patting Legacy's face*

Legacy: *sleepy mumbling and trying to wake up*

Kriti: *puts applesauce in the mumble. Hopes this will wake Bubby up*

Legacy: *manages to get his eyes open enough to see what's around him* Hm?

Kriti: *serious little face blooms into a big grin. Hi, Bubby!*

Legacy: *small smile* *quietly* 'Ey, kiddo.

Kriti: *hugs! Snuggles! Wonderings why the bigs don't answer her questions*

Legacy: *brows up* *quietly* 'Hide? 'Mia?

Eric: *looks over the back seat at the snug nest tucked behind it* Yeah?

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