nkos Bots' Pocket Reality. News and Planmaking

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Aoife: *walks into the dressing room and looks around at the few bots it holds* Guys, we need to make a decision.

Arcee: *looks up from checking over her weapons to frown slightly at Aoife*

Aoife: *quiet and serious* They found Ratchet and Twilight.

Bulkhead: *perks from where he's laying on a bench with Sway napping on his chest* Really? That's great!

Arcee: Are they alright?

June: *looks over from where she's changing the cool cloth on Bill Fowler's forehead between two of the tents*

Aoife: They will be. A little rundown and tired.

Arcee: Where are they?

Bulkhead: Have you heard from Optimus? *hopeful. If Ratchet and Twilight have been found, then maybe there's a chance...*

Aoife: Ratchet and Twilight are in Rachel's reality. *pauses* *quietly* Optimus is arguing with Primes past in another reality.

June: *hand to her mouth*

Bulkhead: *big mech seems to droop* *quietly* Oh...

Aoife: *eyes grey with compassion* I'm sorry.

Arcee: *quietly, trying to hide her shock and grief* You said something about a decision, Aoife.

Aoife: *nods and gestures to their surroundings* Ratchet, Twilight, and Perceptor aren't going to fit in here. We need to find you a bigger place to live.

Arcee: ... Perceptor is alive? *had heard of the mech at one point, from Ratchet, but from what the medic had said, the scientist had gone missing and was presumed dead*

Aoife: *nods* He wound up blown out of the reality vorns ago.

Bulkhead: ... Huh. *will sit up slowly, one hand carefully holding Sway close to his chest* So we're gonna be moving soon?

Aoife: *nods* I have two places for you to choose from.

Arcee: What are they?

Aoife: One is a building that humans used to use to worship God. It's like this place, a world in itself.

June: *slight nose wrinkle*

Arcee: And the other?

Aoife: Space on a world that the Intergalactic Police are colonizing. You'd have half of one of the temperate continents. The roads are good, but the buildings haven't been used for hundreds of years.

Arcee: *small frown as she looks to where June and Bill are, concern for the humans' safety at the forefront of her processor*

Aoife: *sees the glance and senses the thought behind it* The weather's not hard in the area.

Bulkhead: Weather's one thing...

Aoife: The JDs wouldn't open the place for humans if they didn't think it was safe.

Arcee: *slight relaxation at that* We'll need to talk it over with everyone...

Aoife: Sure.

June: I'd rather live under a sky, on a real world.

Bill: *hoarse rumble of a cough as he nods*

Bulkhead: *quietly* I bet we'll have to keep an eye on Miko...

June: *winces at the thought*

Bill: ...No malls.

Arcee: *dryly* I'm sure she'll be sparkbroken.

Bulkhead: *soft snerk* Yeah, 'til she sees the rest of the area.

June: It sounds like wilderness. She'll have a fit.

Aoife: *interrupts* Call me when you know what you want to do.

June: *frowns at the small woman* Do we have your phone number?

Aoife: Just say my name three times.

June: What?

Arcee: ... *looks to Bulkhead*

Bulkhead: You mean like in that movie with the ghosts trying to get their house back?

Aoife: *laughs* The calling's the same, but what it does is make you focus on me. I can hear you if you want me enough.

Bulkhead: *thoughtfully* Huh.

Aoife: So I'll see you guys later.

Star Conqueror: *little hand pops out around the side of the door of the locker where he and Arjay are curled up in a baby den and waves bye-bye*

June: See you. *eyes go toward the movement and soften as she sees her new son's action*

Arcee: *nods* See you later, Aoife. *attention going to Star Conqueror, soft 'heh' at the cute*

Bulkhead: I gotta tell Jackie that Ratchet 'n Twilight've been found... *bit of a grin on his face now. Yeah, he's still sad about Optimus, but finding out that Ratchet and Twilight are alive has brightened his mood*

Aoife: *grins and is gone*

June: *blink blink*

Bill: *patriotically incoherent*

Arcee: I still haven't figured out how she does that.

Bulkhead: Noooo idea.

June: *shoves Bill back onto his pillow* Arcee, do you know when the movie ends?

Arcee: It should be ending soon...

Bulkhead: *grumbling sigh* Wanna play a round of 'Bot Shots'?

Arcee: Alright. At least until everyone gets home.

Bulkhead: *grins and calls up his new holoscreen*

((Written with random_xtras))