Waiting For A Ride In the Dark

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WHO: Garrod Ran & Prowl
WHERE: Nexus Prime's Neighborhood
WHEN: ...Now?!
WHAT: In a land of giants, getting around is going to be a pain. Thankfully! there's a lot of free rides around!
WARNINGS: N/A


     If this was a dream, then he was sure taking his sweet time waking up! He'd already woken up once though, and nearly fell off of some ridiculously high ledge, only to be caught by some funky looking mobile suit. He still wasn't quite sure what this was all about, only partially listening to what explanations the Acolyte gave, not that it seemed that the Acolyte was paying much attention either as it sounded like it was going by some well-rehearsed script.

     Fine. Whatever. So he was in some place called Cybertron because he fell into some rift or something. Right. Okay. Yeah. So somehow he got separated from the Freeden, which admittedly was cause for some concern, but hey, the obvious thing to do was to figure out how to get back to them. Since it seemed like the big mobile suit didn't have anything by way of answers for that part, Garrod figured he was on his own.

     Nothing new there, right?

     Of course, once he stepped outside, it was hard to hold back that sinking feeling that maybe...just maybe it wouldn't be as easy as he thought it would be. The sky looked nothing like anything he'd ever seen before, the landscape looked completely different from that of a world trying to get back on its feet after a devastating war whose colony drops had left countries pocked with holes and craters. It was...different.

     And huge to boot. It hadn't taken him long to realize that things were definitely not built to scale for humans. Was this some secret mobile suit facility? If that was the case, his Gundam would have been a handy thing to have. Garrod had the control unit, but a lot of good that was going to do him without the robotic armor itself.

     He stared out at the vast expanse that lacked any sort of familiar features. In the distance he could make out some unbelievably tall structure that seemed to reach straight through the heavens itself. It was at that moment that he finally had to admit to himself: "...this...really isn't earth, is it?"

     ....crrrraaaaaap.

     "-no, don't panic. There's a way out of this, there's gotta be. Um...um, what did that guy say back there... something about a...about a rift in the Lambda. That thing?" Eyes lifted towards the bright blue tear in the sky. If they fell through, and that...pillar-thing seemed to reach up towards it, then maybe... Maybe? There was only one way to find out, but that involved actually getting over there. Ugh, walking was going to suck, but at the moment, the boy saw no other options.

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[fun_police]

"This some iteration of Cybertron. It's a home planet for beings like me.", he gestures to himself,"Cybertronians. Autonomous mechanical life forms."

"Most of us have secondary anatomy that forms a vehicle mode. Like the one you just shot."

At that, his optics narrow as he takes a second look at Garrod. He's been to Earth, and he can recognize when a human is only in it's adolescent stage in life.

"You're too young to be handling firearms."

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     A whole planet, a world of these guys. It would have been hard to believe if the proof wasn't standing right in front of him.

     "No kidding.... Well you could have said something when I tried opening the door- or were you just asleep?" Nevertheless, he was going to make it a point to think twice before he shot at any vehicles. This was such a weird place to be stuck in.

     Garrod folded his arms, snorting at that observation. "Yeah? Well back home if you can't take care of yourself then you're as good as dead."

[fun_police]

"I was assuming you'd leave and use your legs.", the Autobot replies irritably. He stretches slightly, as if to work out the annoying tickle of having a bullet lodged in his body somewhere. It's only mildly successful.

"I'd suggest avoiding the handgun. A Decepticon would have attempted to kill you for that."

Prowl is certainly not entirely convinced. That said, he's obligated to help the adolescent human as a member of law enforcement there. As cold as he was, he didn't act cruel to someone who doesn't deserve it, and this individual was clearly just lost.

"You can call me Prowl."

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     "Why walk when there's a car sitting there?! Besides, it's like a hundred miles to get over there!" So he's exaggerating just a little, but it's still a fair walk for a human.

     Sadly he wasn't kidding about it being rough back home. The boy looks down at his gun, flicking the safety on before slipping it back into his jacket. He looks back up at the Autobot as he picks himself off the ground, dusting off his jeans. "What's a Decepticon?"

     He scratches his head, feeling a little awkward now that he's cooled his head. Wow, talk about a bad start. "I'm Garrod. Um...sorry about shooting at you earlier, Prowl."

[fun_police]

Prowl has seen humanity at its worst, it isn't so difficult for him to believe that this boy could have been in an equally bad if not worse situation than post Decepticon-attack Earth. It's for that reason his expression actually softens a little as he sees Garrod flick the safety on and holster his weapon.

"It's fine."

He glances back at the area he'd been surveying just a few moments earlier. The task he'd been given was fairly minor. Someone else could pick it up for him. He really didn't have to be here.

"I can escort you to your location, Garrod.", and explain what a Decepticon was along the way.

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     Blinking, the boy lifts his head again, looking up at Prowl. He wonders if he'd interrupted something, but the guy wouldn't offer if it wasn't okay, right?

     "Really? I'd sure appreciate it. I haven't really learned my way around here, but it'd probably suck a lot more to get lost."

[fun_police]

"If you do get lost, the comm network can help you get to where you'd like to go, Garrod.", he states rather matter-of-factly,"Through directions or direct assistance."

He goes down on one knee so that they can speak more eye-to-eye level, "Where are you headed?"

[leap_before_look]

     "Network..? Oh! You mean this thing?" he asks as he tugs out his Link communicator. "Huh. That'll be useful."

     Garrod manages not to step back as Prowl kneels down in front of him. "I was heading out that way." He turns to point towards the Junk Pile.