[ CATCH-ALL FOR DRIFT, JUNE & REWIND ]

[auramatic]

Who: Drift, June, Rewind, and YOU
Where: mostly the city, but u know, about
When: (wiggles hand)
What: catch-all log! do the thing! let me know if u want a starter
Warnings: probably unprecedented amounts of gay tbh

yooo feel free to tag in with a starter or let me know if you want me to write one

DRIFT has recently been discharged from the medibay after getting his ass kicked by Tarn, although the nasty Decepticon brand Tarn carved into his chest has now been covered up thanks to Rodimus giving Drift his own badge.

JUNE has been hanging around the medibay, trying to scrounge up some supplies for a human clinic, and being a general mom.

Comments

FOR CHROMEDOME

[bekind]

The conversation with Prowl's left Rewind feeling sick and shaky, even more disoriented in the wake of his inexplicable appearance here. What is this place? Prowl had looked at him like he was seeing a ghost, even if just for a second. And the accusations against Chromedome... Rewind doesn't want to believe it's true, but he's never seen Prowl like that before. So angry -- so hurt.

He feels like he's in a little bit of a daze, wandering out toward the outskirts of the city until he hears what sound like a muffled call for help. Rewind stops, glances around, tries to figure out where it's coming from, but it sounds like it's coming from...below?

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

FOR JUNE

[candidcamerabot]

Spy Shot swaggers into the medibay encrusted from head to toe in rusty grime. He's not swaggering on purpose, it's just his knee joints are a bit sticky which makes his usual speedy jog difficult.

Spotting June, he makes a beeline for her. She's the most similar person he knows here to Vera, and Vera always helped him out when he got into a mess - while sighing about dirty cameras and how he was lucky his lens didn't stay scratched. Plus, he's not sure how well robots with fingers bigger than his entire body would do with helping him.

Reaching out with a small claw to tug at June's pant leg. "June, June!"

For June (sorry it's short I'm leaving for Sydney eminently)

[academybot]

It hasn't been long since Optimus arrived, and he was still trying to get his bearings with the whole 'transported to an alternate Cybertron' thing. He'd mostly been hanging around the main camp trying to not be in the way, offering a hand where he could. Which felt like 'not often enough' considering the number of times he had to redirect people looking for his double.

At the moment he was on the edge of the camp clearing away more of the rubble, breaking down larger pieces with his axe. The irony that this was not all that different to clearing space bridges wasn't lost on him.

FOR DRIFTO

[planate]

After hearing what happened to Drift through the pipe line (ha), Pipes was pretty distraught. Sure, he'd survived, but it's still awful to know there's murder-happy mechs like Tarn around. He was really starting to understand why Optimus was so weary at the 'everyone needs to work together thing'...

Anyway, he'd managed to find where Drift was staying for now and decided to get him something nice. The weeniest potted plant, no less. He knocks carefully, absent-mindedly wondering if Drift has such a large place to himself.

lady robot mom person

[officerjuicebox]

So maybe he'd been avoiding Pax since they got back. He really... doesn't know how to handle this situation. He doesn't want to give up on the friendship, he doesn't want to lose his partner... but...

Bah.

He'd gone back to an old project. Rounding up bits and pieces until he managed to cobble together a video player. He'd found a couple undamaged recordings, and it wouldn't hurt to see what was on them.

He's set up in a small building near the medical bay, putting the finishing touches on the device.

FOR JUNE

[targetlocked]

Too much time has passed since Lock-On's last conversation with June, so after a bit of asking around, she heads to the medibay, where June seems to have been spending her time. With her usual rumbling, she rolls in through the doors. She looks around a bit for June. It's quiet enough in the medibay, though, that it doesn't take very long to find her.

"Hello, June," Lock-On says. "Are you currently preoccupied?"

JUNE

[gimmicky]

He'd only just finished visiting First Aid. After all, the medics had to go about their daily routine, and Trailcutter wasn't going to get in the way of that. But on his way out, he notices June, and takes notice of her gathering some supplies.

A smile softly spreads across his face as he walks up--June had been one of the friendlier faces of this new Cybertron, and a welcome human. So...why not say hello?

"Hey, need a hand with that? Or two, since I'm already offering."

For Drift MAKES KISSY FACES AT

[whippingboy]

Starscream's making his rounds about the populous, and it's only a matter of time before he runs into Drift. He can't help but snicker to himself before landing because hey, this should be an interesting conversation. It's not like he ever worked very closely with 'Deadlock' back when they were both still with the 'cons, but he'd certainly heard a good deal about this Cybertronian before and after his defection, and seen his face up on stage with Rodimus at the announcement for the journey of the Lost Light.

Also... well, the last time Drift had come up in conversation, Starscream had been, weirdly enough, defending him to Metalhawk while they were both paling around at Maccadam's. Just on principle that kind of makes him compelled to strike up a chat.

"Now there's a face I haven't seen in a while," Starscream says by way of greeting as he transforms and touches down nearby. "Drift. How've you been?"