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The sky seemed to ripple as a space-shuttle came smashing into the ground, seeming lifeless until a low disoriented moan came from it and it shuddered before lying still, taking in the surrounding area.

What had happened? Where was he? This place wasn't familiar at all and they had been in the middle of retrieving the latest mini-con, which in turn led to a fight with the Decepticreeps, the other Autobots would need him.

Frag it, where was he?

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"Hey, 're you alrigh'?" The femme's voice is nearby, but still a short distance away. Chromia's concerned, and is approaching cautiously. She's not familiar with the mech's tech, but it's pretty apparent he needs help.

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"I'll live, but where am I and who are you?" the shuttle replied, glancing sideways at the unfamiliar femme even as she slowly approached his position.

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"Name's Chromia...This place's th' mansion..." Chromia offers a hand out to the mech to help him up. "There's a few others here already...Vector Prime an' Optimus Prima're here too..."

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The space-shuttle chuckled "I think I will need to transform before you can offer me a hand"

Proceeding to do so, he gently grasped Chromia's hand and rose to his feet with a nod "Who else is here, and who is Vector Prime?"

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Chromia chuckles a bit, before nodding. "Well, to m' knowledge there's m' friend Perceptor, a medic named WakeJumper, and a femme named Desinex...haven't met any of th' others here yet...Vector Prime an' Optimus Prima're the two in charge here...Dunno where they could'a gotten to..."

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"Well then, best go find them. See if I can find a way home, we were in the middle of a battle against the 'cons" Jetfire replied, releasing Chromia's hand and looking around.

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Chromia frowns a bit, "Er...'bout that...Y' migh' wanna talk t' Optimus Prima 'r Vector Prime, on account of they c'n explain it better th'n I c'n...but I don' think you'll be able t' go home..."

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Jetfire frowned at Chromia's words, he needed to get outta here, back home and to his friends, his next question asked in a quieter tone "Which way can I find these two?"

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"C'mon...'m not sure where exactly they're at, but I bet we c'n find 'em if we look..." Chromia held out her hand again, this time intending to lead Jetfire inside and begin searching for Vector Prime or Optimus Prima.

"At th' very least, we'll prob'ly run inta Perceptor 'r WakeJumper...They're better at explainin' stuff th'n I am...An' WakeJumper's a medic, so y'u c'n get repaired..."

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"Alright" Jetfire nodded, dropping back to lead Chromia lead the way as she seemed to know more about this place and those already living here than he did.

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Chromia soon leads Jetfire inside, before stopping in the foyer and looking around. "Wonder where everyone is?" She jumps when a slightly cultured voice responds from nearby.

"Miss Desinex, and Miss Kimchee were progressing towards the kitchen, the last time I saw them. WakeJumper was exploring the hallways, and as for Vector Prime and Optimus Prima, I have not seen them as of late...My apologies, Miss Chromia..." The owner of the voice, a red mech bearing an Autobrand, steps out from the closet under the stairs that he was inspecting the contents of.

Chromia frowns a bit at the mech's response. "Well, let's go look for 'em. C'mon, Perceptor, y'ur comin' too." Before Perceptor can voice his protest, Chromia has latched onto his wrist and is beginning to lead him off in a randomly chosen direction.

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Jetfire just quietly watched the other two Autobots, raising an eyeridge with a chuckle as Chromia 'recuited' Perceptor to help them and moved to follow the pair.

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Perceptor manages to glance back at Jetfire with a curious look in his optics, even as Chromia all but drags him into one of the rooms on this level. The femme pauses when she hears some commotion from nearby, before shaking her head, "Sounds like WakeJumper met Kimchee..."

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Jetfire paused, glancing in the general direction of the noise before turning his attention back to his guides "They Transformers or not?"

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Perceptor nods, "Yes...Everyone here is a Transformer of some sort...Most of us hail from different, though similar, realities...Miss Chromia and myself are from one reality that differs from your's, WakeJumper, Miss Kimchee and Miss Desinex are from similar realities that differ even more than the differences between your realitiy and our's...Though I suspect that Miss Desinex and WakeJumper are from the same reality...they seem to be familiar with one another..."

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"Uh-huh" Jetfire nodded as Perceptor finished talking, then muttered quietly to himself "Wonder if anyone else from mine is here?"

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Perceptor shrugs a bit, before pausing as something catches his attention from one of the windows of the mansion. "Oh! I do believe Vector Prime is outside!" Chromia seems a bit surprised at the sudden stop, but looks out the window nonetheless. "Well, I'll be..." The femme glances at Jetfire, before asking, "Wanna head back out 'n meet 'im?"

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"If he's one of the mechs in charge around here, sure thing" Jetfire nodded, moving to look out of the window as well.

((ooc: ignore the humanised icon, it's for another RPG))

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Perceptor nods, preparing to take the lead from Chromia, and makes a surprised noise when he spots Vector Prime and a small red and orange mech entering the foyer (http://community.livejournal.com/randomtfzone/2366.html) area.

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Curious, Jetfire followed Perceptor's gaze, leaning in closer to the other two Autobots and whispered "Who are they?"