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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Dec 10, 2010 22:15:45 GMT -5
"Primus would have been alone in his fight, if he hadn't made us, if the stories are correct," Emirate Xaaron observes absently. "No help from..." and he lets his gaze drift down, as if he could look through the ship and to the planet below. No help from the other light gods.
"At least, in our reality. Primus doesn't seem to exist in other realities or exists in radically different forms."
"So I wonder..." Emirate Xaaron can't even finish his thought. He's not sure where he's going with any of this.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 10, 2010 22:19:30 GMT -5
Rodimus lowers his head.
"This thing... hadn't even hatched before. From what Botanica said, it was... frightened. It's... it's nice to think that when we help others, eventually... it comes back to us. That we gain potential allies. It happened on Nebulos. It happened on Earth. But... it doesn't always happen, does it?"
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Dec 10, 2010 23:30:52 GMT -5
"Not always," Emirate Xaaron admits, feeling just a bit awkward. "Before the war, Iacon tried to give energon to the city-states that were suffering. That didn't make all of those city-states go Autobot when the war came, but it doesn't mean it was the wrong thing to do, either. I may be the last one to talk, but it shouldn't always be about what allies we gain or not."
"Afraid, hmm..."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 10, 2010 23:43:34 GMT -5
"I... know," Rodimus agrees with Xaaron says that just because it didn't gain them something doesn't mean that it's wrong. He turns towards his terminal, reaches over to activate it, then stops, changing his mind, as he stands once more.
"And whether we get anything out of it or not, I'm still glad we helped. That world was... was suffering so badly. I just hope Botani-" he cuts himself off, optics wide, and slams his palm against his forehead. "Bambi! Botanica says she should have something, but I need to check on her!"
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Dec 11, 2010 14:24:57 GMT -5
Before Emirate Xaaron can muse much on the inscrutable meaning of why an unhatched egg was afraid or how an unhatched egg could even afraid in the first place, Rodimus Prime has changed the subject. Emirate Xaaron is again staring. He thinks he has subject whiplash. Emirate Xaaron holds up one hand and asks, "The Dinobot?"
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Dec 14, 2010 9:56:18 GMT -5
"Yeah, that Bambi! Remember the nanites?"
That's about as much as Rodimus Prime gets out before he goes sprinting out of the door and barreling full foot-speed down the hallway, heading not towards the nearest lift but the ladder-access way.
(He just isn't feeling patient enough to wait for the elevator just now.)
OOC: Out of thread.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Dec 14, 2010 14:16:55 GMT -5
Better not tell Mayday about those.
Emirate Xaaron is left in the dust. He shakes his head and reaches for his reading. There goes one of the Young and the Quick.
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