Day three. Meet and Greet!

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Vector Prime tries to scowl and defend his side from Optimus' fingers as he sends out the com message on all frequencies.

//All hands report to the mess hall in (ten minutes) to meet your teammates. Thank you.//

Then he groans and grabs his younger sister's wrist. "Optimus...."

"Hey, you said you needed some help waking up." She grins at him.

"Waking up can be accomplished with proper usage of energy. My being tormented is unnecessary."

"Maybe." She chuckles as he lets go of her, then turns to the door to greet the first arrivals.



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The blue mech pauses as a thought hits him, his face going slightly troubled. "Slag, I hope they don't think I'm deserting by being here."

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Desinex frowns a bit, "Did you at least go down fighting?"

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"Spark failure in the middle of a charge. 'Halo and I knew it was coming. But I meant the team. Desi 'n Show 'n Hound 'n Streaker 'n Swiper." He moves a little restlessly, worried now.

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"You went down fighting. At least you weren't cowering and trying to delay the inevitable...or worse, taking the coward's way out..." Desinex's tone and expression are serious and earnest.

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He shakes his head and taps the badge that he still wears. "I was a soldier for a few million years. It's all I know."

Though he looks like he'd cower a bit if he actually ran into his teammates and had to try and explain to them why he was here instead of in the Well with them.

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Desinex nods, "I can understand that..." A sad look crosses the femme's face for a moment, "For the longest that I can remember, I've been fighting...mostly against Autobots...sometimes against other Decepticons..." The unsaid "and myself" remains as thus, unsaid.

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"Hey, I'm older than you." He snags her in a one-armed hug.

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Desinex's reaction is to flinch slightly and freeze in place. She's not quite used to contact in a non-combat sense, and halfway expects to be struck in some way, shape, or form.

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"Hey..." he says softly, frowning and putting his free hand gently to her face. "What's wrong?"

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When the expected blow never comes, Desinex isn't sure how to react. Hesitantly, she meets Lumen's optics, a mix of uncertainty and fear showing clearly.

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There is compassion in the old blue mech's optics, and affection mixed with empathetic sadness. When he sees the fear he gently moves his hand from her face to her shoulder and pulls her close in a fatherly hug. "You don't need to be afraid of me, Desi. We're all on the same team."

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Desinex, at that moment, was comparable to a tightly-coiled spring. When Lumen pulled her close, all the tension that had built up suddenly, all the fear, snapped, and Desinex began fighting to escape by any means, bringing her claws to the forefront, her visor snapping down over her optics. "NO! Let go!"

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She's free the moment she moves, and Lumen steps back.

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Desinex bolts out the door as soon as she's given enough room to do so, seeking out a quiet place to be alone in. This just so happens to be the garden out back. There, surrounded by azaelas, and other flowers, Desinex shakes and tries to sort out why she reacted like she did.