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WHO: [Closed] - Optimus and non-Lost Lighters
[Open] - Optimus and YOU!
[Closed] - Optimus and Sentinel
WHERE: Near the Crater
WHEN: After Bumblebee recovers from being hurt, a few weeks after everyone's arrival
WHAT: Information sharing and political stuff
WARNINGS: NONE

[CLOSED: NON-LOST LIGHTERS: NO TARN ALLOWED]

Optimus had asked word to be spread about a gathering. It'd taken some time (some of them had gotten injured along the way), but word had gotten out. With a new, yet destroyed Cybertron, Optimus had wanted to set the record straight with quite a few things. One, that they were not here to continue the war. The planet's landscape was proof enough that the environment had clearly seen its fill of that. Two, to fill in others who had not otherwise caught up with what was going on back home, as well as any people not from that universe. And three, how leadership should be distributed.

Topics covered
-Finding out just who is and isn't accounted for
-The Megatron situation
-Filling in on what's been going on for those not caught up
-Leadership and how it's going to be treated, who's going to follow who's lead.

The rest is just mingling, catching up on some old friends who may have died or worse. Feel free to use this as a moment to make new friends as well, or potential new not-so friends.

Who knows!

[LATER: OPEN TO ALL]

After the meeting had taken place, Optimus had decided to get a little 'fresh air'. Why yes, he knows he doesn't breathe. But with everything now as situated as possible, he needed to consider some of his personal thoughts. Things that couldn't be brought up there. Many things had come back from the dead (quite literally in some aspects) on his arrival here, and dealing with those wounds opening was not something he'd originally thought he'd face so soon. Bumblebee...Shockwave...Roller...

Was the universe teasing him on this? He'd miraculously gotten Ironhide back, it wasn't completely beyond all reason. But it'd reminded him just how fragile everything was in his hold. If he believed in it, he'd call himself cursed.

No...it'd been a series of circumstances. Series of many things that went wrong. Things not even he could have prevented if he wanted to. And sometimes...

He didn't know which one was worse.

[EVEN LATER: CLOSED: TO SENTINEL PRIME]

This had been long overdue. Optimus had met Sentinel Prime the day they'd all arrived, and while their conversation had been anything but pleasant, there was still unfinished business to attend to. Granted, before he could, Megatron had gotten ahold of the Prime before him, finishing what he'd somewhat started. Sentinel himself was...alive, at least. In extreme medical care, but fine. All Optimus could do was wait until he was conscious again.

Before he'd have a chat.

He walks in, giving his regards to whichever medic was on duty at the time before glancing around, looking for the ex-Prime. Thankfully, he wasn't too hard to spot. A large gold and red monstrosity was very hard to miss. The green thumb of Cybertronians, dripping with pretentiousness. There's a brisk walk over to his bed, eyes as hard as when they'd met for the first time.

"You're awake."

Nice observation, Optimus.

"I was beginning to think you'd become a real sleeping beauty."

The sarcasm, there's oh so much.

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Bumblebee remains close to Prime for a lot of this. They have to make some sort of united front, don't they? Optimus is very much in command here and Bee supports his friend in this. After all, he can't really shine a light to Optimus Prime and his present situation of not being alive kind of squishes any and all claims he could make - not that he's seeking to, mind.

Thankfully, he is all caught up in events. Bee doesn't hear much that is surprising. Suits him just fine. Either way he's here. Relatively fine, save for a few dings and scratches...

Also still very badgeless.

Bee was a much needed, much welcomed addition to the group. After having thought he'd lost him, it gave comfort to his spark to have him standing beside him. Bumblebee wouldn't know it, but Optimus had considered him just as much a leader as himself.

It isn't until after the catching up that he turns to Bee, letting everyone talk among themselves while he focuses his attention on the smaller bot.

"You seem to have met with some bad company since we last met."

It's said lightly, without making too much of a fuss. The exact opposite is going on inside, considerably worried for his friend. But now wasn't the time to delve into that.

"Yeah," comes the reply. "Had a little run in with someone from the DJD."

Bee says it so casually, as if it isn't a big deal at all. Business as usual. Nevermind the fact that the DJD hardly ever left anyone left alive. Bee could have been in serious trouble.

Optimus is going to worry. Bumblebee doesn't want that.

Bumblebee you can't just say you had a run in with the DJD during a huge meeting! Optimus's optics grow wide, almost to the point where they would probably pop out of his helm.

He wants to say something. 'What were you thinking!?' comes to mind first. But it's not the right place or time, and attempts to calm himself and--

"I see."

...It's really hard to take this as nonchalantly as possible.

"But you've recovered, and that's what's most important in this time."

Sure he can. Bumblebee can say it and continue on like it's just a bullet point on a list. He even ignores the wide optics and the surprise. Bee isn't dumb to the sorts of reactions that saying such a thing will merit.

"For the most part. I got lucky, mostly."

Lucky is an understatement. Everyone is likely to know this. They can move on to the next point in conversation, yes?

"Anything else going on?"

There's a soft vent, as if Optimus wanted to continue the conversation, knowing full well that it would be an inappropriate time to do so. Still, this conversation WASN'T over, and he wanted Bee to be fully aware that it was going to pick up at a later time.

"This Cybertron is a different one compared to our own. But much that we know of it is still uncharted. Unaccounted for."

And if this was the state that the nearest civilization had been reduced to, safe to say he was worried about the rest of the planet.

"I'm thinking of taking a crew to investigate.

Bumblebee is more than aware that the conversation isn't over. Optimus wouldn't be Optimus if he has just let this go. The reason that the smaller Autobot would rather not go through the lecture is mostly because he is already aware of the dangers Tarn represents. He wants to just slide under the radar for now.

Like that is going to happen. Bumblebee is still going to make a go of it. Later.

"Who all has volunteered? Half our numbers?"

Yeah so, Bee has to tease. If it's Optimus asking, almost everyone would volunteer.

And really, at his core, he knows that Bumblebee is aware. But part of being a mentor...of being what humans would call 'family', is by reiterating it. Letting them know that the things they do worry them. Him.

Bumblebee had certainly done that for him as of late.

"Hm. Well, certainly most of whom arrived here. I've no intention of asking Rodimus and Megatron's crew. I'm not here to take leadership from others."

"They're going to have their hands full with that Tarn business, I bet."

It's the truth of it. Megatron is going to have to confront Tarn eventually. They all know that. Bumblebee would like to be around for it - if only to step in when it's been enough. Megatron might do something he could come to regret later...

That's neither here nor there at the moment.

"So when do we head out?"

Bumblebee's worries were the same as Optimus's. Ones he'd never think he'd admit to. But with Tarn running around, and especially wanting to target Megatron, he couldn't help but want to postpone his trip.

In case Megatron needed it.

But something kept nagging at him, telling him to go out there. Optimus wasn't the most spiritual, but he certainly had the curiosity of a cat.

"Whenever we're prepared."

"Are we ever really prepared?"

Trust Bumblebee to make an attempt to lighten the mood. Whatever the case, if Optimus felt compelled to do something, then most of the time people really did need to sit and listen.

"So... What's really going on in that mind of yours?"

While it gets almost no response from Optimus, he had to admit that was true. He was...actually notorious for it. So instead of a vocal answer, he gives be slightly wider, attentive eyes, followed by a nod.

Congrats, Bee. He's amused.

"I don't understand." His mind was certainly a mystery, even to himself. "Although I suppose...a lot has happened in such a short amount of time. And...there's something about this place."

That's Bumblebee though. He diffuses a lot of situations with sassy sarcasm and humor.

"I could say something about this place... But it's probably not the something that you are thinking of."

Again, Bumblebee doesn't understand the mysticism surrounding Primes. He's served under two of them now and he still doesn't really comprehend all that. Then again, Sentinel had never really been all that intune, had he?

It's amazing how Bee can pull it off with less of the headache that Rodimus gives.

"Probably not." Hey, he never lies, right?

But right, he had a point he was going to make. His gaze shifts out to somewhere behind Bee, as if something caught his attention.

"This planet...it has something to say."

"The planet is speaking to you," Bumblebee repeats.

It's not the oddest thing that he has heard come from Optimus. The Primes have that weird sort of connection, don't they? Bee just isn't sure how the planet could be speaking without the Matrix. It's broken so isn't that connection also broken? These are things that he is never going to fully understand.

"So where do we go?"

Here he is: back to following Optimus Prime.

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