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re_alignment_logs2013-06-20 07:57 pm
flashdrive) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-06-20 07:57 pm
I can figure out the point of anything [OPEN]
WHO: Rewind and You!
WHERE: Liege Maximo's altar
WHEN: A day after Chromedome's death/body has gone missing
WHAT: One half waits for the other.
WARNINGS: N/A
It'd been twenty-four hours since Chromedome's death.
And the feeling was still numb--Rewind kept trying to process it, to make sense of it. But all that he could do was continue on, almost on autopilot. It was like his brain wouldn't do anything other than what was necessary. He was angry, at a great number of people. Angry at Chromedome for not keeping his promise, angry at Prowl for instigating him. Angry at Tarn for killing him in such a way.
Rewinds warnings were far too ironic. He'd always told Chromedome that injecting could kill you. He just didn't mean it quite so literally. When he saw it over the feed, he could feel his spark sink like a rock. It sank into a rut that it couldn't escape from, and despite knowing that Chromedome would eventually come back...
It didn't make the pain of losing him go away.
He sat by the alter in Liege Maximo's temple, where Chromedome would eventually appear, as he'd learned on the Link. All of those who died would appear there, in their respective temples. As he sat, he fiddled with something he found in the junkpile. A tiny cassette, nothing too out of the ordinary. But something about it had Rewind quite interested.
Fiddling with it.
[ooc: feel free to sit with him or bug Rewind on this! He'll be here until Chromedome comes back.]
WHERE: Liege Maximo's altar
WHEN: A day after Chromedome's death/body has gone missing
WHAT: One half waits for the other.
WARNINGS: N/A
It'd been twenty-four hours since Chromedome's death.
And the feeling was still numb--Rewind kept trying to process it, to make sense of it. But all that he could do was continue on, almost on autopilot. It was like his brain wouldn't do anything other than what was necessary. He was angry, at a great number of people. Angry at Chromedome for not keeping his promise, angry at Prowl for instigating him. Angry at Tarn for killing him in such a way.
Rewinds warnings were far too ironic. He'd always told Chromedome that injecting could kill you. He just didn't mean it quite so literally. When he saw it over the feed, he could feel his spark sink like a rock. It sank into a rut that it couldn't escape from, and despite knowing that Chromedome would eventually come back...
It didn't make the pain of losing him go away.
He sat by the alter in Liege Maximo's temple, where Chromedome would eventually appear, as he'd learned on the Link. All of those who died would appear there, in their respective temples. As he sat, he fiddled with something he found in the junkpile. A tiny cassette, nothing too out of the ordinary. But something about it had Rewind quite interested.
Fiddling with it.
[ooc: feel free to sit with him or bug Rewind on this! He'll be here until Chromedome comes back.]
no subject
Something familiar.
And while he tries not to show it, he's starting to get lethargic, drifting in and out of consciousness.
no subject
Even when he feels the frame start to relax, he stays put. All he does is shift, adjusting his arms so that Rewind won't find himself sprawled on the floor if he falls asleep. He'll remain here as long as he has to, as long as he's asked to.
No one should have to feel that hurt on their own.