In the garden....

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When Desinex bolted from the official Meet-and-Greet, the only thought she had was to get away. Someplace quiet...turned out to be the back garden. Here, amongst the different types of flowers, the former Decepticon tried to sort out her conflicting feelings, and tried to push back her fears. After what seemed like ages, the dark blue femme finally wore herself out. Not caring that she was, in essence, exposed and unprotected, Desinex fell into an uneasy recharge.

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When she wakes it may seem that she's alone, and that none of her new teammates cared enough to even go and check on her. But if she extends her sensors she'll find traces of both Primes... and a solitary blue mech sitting a short distance away with his back turned to her.

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To say that Desinex is surprised by Lumen's presence would be an understatement. She wasn't expecting anyone to even bother looking...but no, there are hints of both Vector Prime, and Optimus Prima stopping to check on her...

After looking at Lumen, and retracting her visor, all the former Decepticon can manage is a tired-sounding, "Why?"

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"How?" he responds without turning toward her.

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Desinex scowled a bit, before she remembered the old game she and Showtime used to play, "Which?"

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"When?" He picked an old hip off a nearby rose bush and looked at it, then carefully buried it.

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Desinex winced, biting back the curse that came to mind, "Alright...let the Greenhorn know..."

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//Yo, Dad. Got a click?//

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//Gimme a few minutes...talking to Jetfire currently...Is something wrong?//

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//Desinex did a number on her knuckles.// Lumen absently moves to put an arm around the femme. //She could use a little work.//

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Desinex's muttering makes Lumen laugh even harder, and he shares it with WakeJumper.

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//Oy, Desinex! Takes one to know one!// WakeJumper laughs, making sure to broadcast the conversation to Lumen as well.

//Go frag yourself, greenhorn!// Desinex crosses her arms and huffs a bit, before hissing in pain as she jarrs her hand.

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"Easy, Desi." Lumen chuckles and looks down at her.

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Desinex manages what would normally be a very dangerous growl, but without any real malice to back it up, the sound isn't as threatening as it normally would be.

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"It's going to be alright," he tells her softly. "It'll all work out. You'll see."

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"I'll believe that...when I can apologize to the Showtime I knew..." Desinex mutters quietly.

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"Don't give up hope." Lumen kisses her gently on the helm again, then rubs her back.

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Desinex shutters her optics and nods, leaning against Lumen as he rubs her back.

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"'Halo made them," he says softly. "But they carry my code. Two beautiful little Seeker ladies who are gonna knock the mechs dead some day."

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"..." Desinex's confusion is clear.

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"What?" asks Lumen, blinking at her expression.

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"I don't...understand...are they your bondsparks?" See? Desinex is trying...really!

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"Thhrrrpt!" is Lumen's reply, his face drawn into a comical XP as he hugs Desinex.

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WakeJumper cracks up at that, and is glad he finished detaching Desinex's hand first.

Once her hand has been completely detached, Desinex moves to hide against Lumen a bit more, feeling very vulnerable with only one working hand.

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Jetfire chuckled slightly at the antics of the others, but continued to stand a short distance away.

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Lumen snerks at his alternate creator, then cuddles Desinex close and clicks to her as he strokes her helm.