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Who: Prowl & YOU
What: Prowl wakes up from his Lambda-induced coma.
When: Jan 11th
Where: Liege's temple
Notes: ROBO ANGST

Liege's Temple

A lot happened in the last four days, all of which left Prowl feeling exhausted despite the fact he'd been bedridden and unconscious. His awakening had been an unpleasant one, more of a sharp jostling into consciousness than anything. He was starting to get a little used to it at this point.

When he woke up to Liege's Acolytes, he didn't demand to see the Firstforged for this. He didn't even ask for an explanation. All he could do was sit at the edge of the metal berth he'd been placed on, and stare. Stare at the floor and at his reflection off it's surface. He had been changed in both mind and body, and was far from feeling sociable.

There was... a lot of things he had to think about.

Solus' Clinic

Prowl had enough sense to get a check-up at the Medbay after he had regained his drive. While being brainwashed by Decepticons in his world had cut quite a gash into his pride - and more importantly, his sense of agency, he hadn't endured four million years of war to just allow it to control his life.

He had to look at this objectively. He'd clearly been affected by the Lambda somehow, and was in a body he was uncomfortably unfamiliar with. It was time to get a doctor to look at this and see what they could figure out - if there was anything to figure out.

So, after a quick drive to Solus' quadrant, he waited by the entrance in robot mode.

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That was enough to cause Chromedome to pause mid-step. He didn't turn around though, that would mean facing Prowl when all he wanted to do was get out of there. What stopped him wasn't any desire to take responsibility for his actions, but rather how hilarious it was that Prowl thought he regretted anything.

"Except I didn't do anything, and I'm not running from anything either. You don't scare me, Prowl."

Prowl's first instinct was to want to make Chromedome afraid. To make him regret raising his hand against him. Threaten him, find some other way to shred his emotions just a little more. To break him down a little further with the correct string of words.

But, that's when Prowl stopped himself. That - that wasn't him either, was it? He didn't want it to be. He was irritable, he did things that were wrong - but was never outright malicious. He had good intentions. Right?

"You really don't care, do you?"

Prowl felt the anger fade and be replaced with something else. Maybe it was better to just let Chromedome go for now,

"Fine. Get out."

No. He didn't.

Because at his core Chromedome was a very selfish person. On the surface he might seem friendly and sociable, but really that was the biggest lie he could ever tell. He wasn't a good person and he could never bring himself to say otherwise. Rewind was the only one to see that part of him and love him anyway.

"Believe me, I'm going."

Prowl got one last cold look before Chromedome left the medical bay.

If Prowl caught on then that would complicate things for Chromedome. It would probably be best to find a way to contain the situation somehow. There really wasn't any line Chromedome wouldn't cross to keep his own life relatively stable. He'll think of something, count on it.

Prowl watched him go, leaning against the wall of the medibay with his arms crossed. He didn't bother trying to get in a last word. He knew Chromedome well enough that it'd take a lot more than that to get him to come back.

That, and, well, he needed some time alone. Away from him. Prowl needed someone who... had less history with him, perhaps. He didn't feel like Chromedome was the right person to talk to at that moment.

And maybe Chromedome needed some time to think as well.