MBV, Nexus. The /Ark/ Base and the Blanket Factory. Another Jenny
Rachel: *comes walking out and sees a little grey dragon elf girl sitting on the shoulder of a Seeker as they study the ruins of Patrick's latest truck*
Comet: Optimus just can't seem to keep his truck from getting smashed up.... *so amused by this*
Salvage: ...Really?
Comet: Well, from what I heard, he was originally driving a rattletrap of a clunker.... Till it got flattened by a Decepticon.... And kicked by Air Raid....
Salvage: I don't know what any of those things are. *flipping her translator for not making better sense. Then looks down as Rachel stops by Comet*
Rachel: You're the only member of Dal's crew that's willing to talk right now. Do you want to come to the Nexus and see if you can't call anybody back where you came from?
Salvage: ...Come to the whatnow?
Comet: The Nexus.... It's sort of like a multiple reality space port.
Salvage: What does 'multiple reality' mean?
Comet: Er.... *not exactly sure how to explain, looks to Rachel*
Rachel: Well, let's just say people from everywhere, everywhen, and everyhow can come there. And sometimes more than one version of the same person will wind up there at the same time.
Salvage: *slow blink as she thinks this over, and then nods* I see why you think I might be able to call people from the old galaxy.
Rachel: *grin* You coming, Comet?
Comet: Sure... *has been wanting to go to the mall and get something nice and practical for Blitzwing....*
Rachel: Okay. Oh yeah, and your guy's in the infirmary. *calling up her PINpoint screen*
Comet: *blink blink* Is he okay?
Rachel: *soft snerk, though something still has her looking pale* He just laughed some things loose when he first saw Astrotrain's little bitty guy.
Comet: .... Astrotrain's spawned?
Rachel: Yup, despite that stupid bond blocker. *bit of a grin that fades, is arguing with the PINpoint*
Comet: .... *looks out over the property that the base is on and scans for something....* .... And the world's not ending.... I just checked for the four harbingers of doom.
Rachel: One's in Africa, two are having a fist fight in the mess, and Sixshot's dead.
Comet: *snerk*
Rachel: *looks up* You're not going to ask who Ozzy bonded with?
Comet: ... Somehow, I don't think I want to know.
Rachel: *hums a few bars of 'Black Betty' as she PINpoints the three of them to the Nexus over near the factory, where she knows there's a nice terminal* What the heck? Snow???
Comet: Looks like it... *looks over to where a trio of organics are, raised brow ridge as she realizes two of them look almost like furry Mrrpt-Nyaah*
Lumen: *busy wading through a deep drift to get to Kimahri, who is ignoring him*
Rachel: *looks over there too, and then gives a small sound of surprise and hurries over to look more closely at that tiny purple figure in the pretty fake sheepskin boots and the matching coat with a tassel on the hood*
Kimahri: *is that big, blue, furry guy who just moved to place himself in your path, Rachel* *warning Look*
Rachel: Meep! Ack, stand down, Comet.
Comet: *frowns and watches the blue guy warily, even as she lowers her weapon*
Lumen: *ears up* Er.... Hi? *looks back and forth between Kimahri and Rachel*
Rachel: *blink blinks and looks sideways at the cat guy with no horn* Lumen?
Lumen: I'm a Lumen.... But I don't know you, so whatever you're gonna accuse me of, it was probably the big guy at the Black Dog.
Comet: *headtilt* *is watching the golden guy with confusion now, though she'll still keep an optic on the blue one with the horn*
Kimahri: *soft rumble that might be a growl*
Rachel: *shakes her head, and then looks up at the growl* *softly* Hey, big guy, what's your problem? My name's Ratchet. *slowly holds out her hands* Do you see anything scary here? I'm not even protected against the weather, and I can already feel my shoes squishing.
Jenny: *notices Kimahri and comes over to snuggle against his leg and look up at him with those big, empty but happy eyes*
Kimahri: *narrows eyes slightly, before turning his attention to Jenny*
Lumen: *hands up in a peaceful manner* Kimahri doesn't really talk too much.... And he's pretty protective of Jenny....
Rachel: Kimahri? *facepalm and a quick XD* I'll have to tell Magnus. *looks up at the big blue guy again. Gently* Look, Kimahri. I have another little purple ... wait. This one's Jenny too? *looks back to Lumen*
Lumen: *blink blink* Too? We were told Jenny's the last of her kind....
Rachel: *looks at her PINpoint* So's ours. They're just both from different realities.
Lumen: ...Huh.... *small frown as he thinks of something* You've got someone to protect yours?
Rachel: I think ours is pretty good at protecting herself. But right now she's got a big hole in her insides that I have to patch up. I just need to know exactly how she's supposed to look when she's in one piece.
Kimahri: *more soft rumble, is thinking this over*
Lumen: *ears up* Wow.... If yours is capable of protecting herself, your reality must be pretty different.....
Rachel: She's been fighting against a bunch of psychos that treat sentient people like dogs and farm animals her entire life. *quiet expression as she thinks of the Ko Dan which would probably stop most who know her and many who don't in their tracks*
Lumen: *ears down* Oh.... *small nod* Gotcha....
Rachel: I'm told her parents burned off her horn when she was born to protect her.
Kimahri: *scoops up Jenny, will move to head for the factory, where it's warmer*
Lumen: *quietly, as he watches his mentor head for the door to the factory* Ours.... had her horn ripped out....
Rachel: *watches Kimahri leave with his Jenny, her expression now showing her disappointment and dismay* Oh. Wait. But she's got a horn.
Lumen: Yeah... *looks over and realizes Kimahri's waiting by the door* Oh... He wants us to follow him.
Rachel: Okay. *looks up at her companions* You can go on and do your things, Comet and Salvage.
Comet: *small nod* Meet back here or somewhere else?
Rachel: Here's good. *grimaces and wades through the snow toward the door, her pretty ladies' Crocs softly squishing with each step*
Lumen: C'mon inside. It's drier there, and I know the boss would have a fit if she knew we 'made' anyone stand outside in the 'cold and yuck'... *moves to hold the door open*
Lola: *escape attempt! Hear all the bells on her jingling as she scampers for the open door?*
Legacy: Ack! Lola, come back here!
Rachel: Okay, come in when you get... baby! *stoop and snag* D'aww! Fuzzy baby!
Lola: *ears wiggle in her hat, curious whicker as she noses the lady that picked her up*
Legacy: *hurrying over, clad in her new winter gear* Thanks for catching her... She keeps trying to run out so she can play in the snow...
Rachel: *cheek on the fuzzy baby, and her face is shining. Then a quiet chuckle as she offers the little one to the girl* Babies do that sometimes. *slight grin* You're looking better Legacy.
Legacy: *blink blinks as she holds Lola* *cautiously* How do you know my name?
Rachel: Because I'm the little white Ratchet that Aoife asked to check on you when you had that cold back when you first came. *yes, the one that had come for the chocolate cake*
Legacy: *so surprised* I.... I remember you.... *moves to bring Rachel, Kimahri, Jenny, and Lumen into the factory*
Rachel: *squishes in, then smiles to see Jenny standing on a chair as Kimahri gently takes her hood down and unbuttons her coat*
Jenny: *soft prrling sounds for Kimahri*
Kimahri: *soft rumble, is almost smiling*
Lumen: *scoots to shake snow onto the tall guy with silver hair*
Denpup: *yells at Lumen to leave Sephy alone, for crying out loud!*
Mabyn: *snerks from her perch on top of the filing cabinet*
Rachel: *and now she's not sure what to do, so she frowns slightly and looks around*
Denpup: *is that tall blonde that stepped out of the office over there, and is now shaking her head at Lumen antics* Derp never learns.... *trails off as she spots Rachel* Heeey! I know you! You're the gal whose friend has the anger management problem.... How's he doing, anyways?
Rachel: *quirk of a half grin* Spoiling his wife and newborn son.
Denpup: *grin* Aww. So he found something better than letting his temper get the best of him...
Rachel: *quietly* Well, his wife's pretty skittish, and he hates making her cry. *glances over toward Jenny*
Kimahri: *gently lifting Jenny and holding her close. Will bring her over to Rachel*
Rachel: *perks* Thanks, buddy. I just need to get a good look at her. Does she like candy? *figures it will be better to talk to him instead of the girl*
Kimahri: *small nod, glances to Denpup*
Denpup: *quick nod, scoots to her office to grab a handful from her stash of Starlight mints* *will bring those over to Rachel* Here... She likes these a lot...
Rachel: *looks at them, and then chuckles and pulls out two homemade wintergreen teddy bear suckers. Offers the first one to Denpup*
Denpup: Oooo, thanks! *happy grin as she accepts the offered treat*
Jenny: *distracted from snuggles by good smells. Is watching the people who have the good smelling things*
Rachel: *grins* You're welcome. *offers the second sucker to Kimahri. Now that she's seen this Jenny's face and eyes she has a good idea of why it's him you talk to and not to Jenny*
Kimahri: *small nod as he accepts the sucker, will offer it to Jenny*
Jenny: *makes her soft happy sound as she takes the goodie on a stick and then sucks on it happily*
Rachel: *offers Kimahri a tuna cookie as she scans Jenny*
Kimahri: *faint rumble of amusement as he takes the tuna cookie*
Denpup: *raised brow at Rachel, a questioning look in her eyes*
Rachel: *notices that and misunderstands it* I have a lot of treatmongers in my family.
Denpup: *quietly and calmly around the sucker in her mouth* You don't even seem that surprised.... *slight tilt of her head towards Jenny*
Rachel: *brow quirk* I'm guessing the Ko Dan are to blame. They did it to humans in my reality.
Denpup: *wince wince wince, small nod*
Kimahri: *very soft rumble as he commits that name to memory* *will let others deal with the Ko Dan for now.... He has more important things, such as Jenny's well being, to be concerned with*
Rachel: *studies the tiny woman a little longer, and then nods* Okay, I know what our Jenny's supposed to look like now. *slight frown as she thinks to herself that missing horns and tails are beyond her skill though*
Jenny: *meanwhile, is falling asleep, the goodie now held in one hand as she leans against Kimahri's familiar and comforting rumble*
Kimahri: *gentle, comforting back rub, will continue to rumble softly for Jenny*
Rachel: *gentle grin for the big guy* Do you want more suckers for her?
Kimahri: *small nod*
Rachel: *fishes through subspace and pulls out five* Here you go. Thanks, buddy.
Kimahri: *will carefully put the treats in the small pouch on his belt and nod again*
Rachel: *grins, and then turns away, thinking that Comet and Salvage probably need more time* Hey, Den. Will you tell my friends that I went home when they get back?
Denpup: Sure... Just lemme write it down.... *heads over to the marker board and jots down the note*
Rachel: Thanks, I... *ducks as something yellow flashes past, yelling about a slagging soccer playing jerk* What the heck?
Denpup: *snerk* That was Bumblebee... I guess Drill Boy beaned him or something.....
Rachel: *shakes her head* Eeesh. *stop short* Drill Boy?
Denpup: *nod* Yeah... The one I know's been hanging around the Nexus for awhile.... I'm not sure if he's an Exile, or just really, really bored....
Rachel: Drill Boy's the name of my youngest grandson. *takes out nap picture*
Denpup: *looks* Awww... He's not very old, is he?
Dennispup: *coming over to see what's got Denpup's attention* Who isn't very old?
Rachel: *quiet grin* He was born the same day as his oldest twin brother's son. They're both five days old.
Denpup: Awww.... well, your grandson's an alt of the one that I know.... that one's at least half a year old....
Rachel: *chuckles as she puts that picture away, then shows Den and Dennis a pretty formal portrait of Deckerd, Nancy, and Tomo* That's his brother's family.
Denpup: *happy little squee*
Dennispup: *chuckles* That's pretty cute....
Rachel: *and then a picture of Dumpson sleeping on the couch while Ayako sits on him and watches TV*
Denpup: *snerk*
Dennispup: *echoes his alt's snerk*
Rachel: *picture number four! Power Joe playing with Barbie, his expression intent as he works tiny fiddly bits. Emily is sitting beside him, busy with her own dolls*
Denpup: ...That is just cute poisoning.
Dennispup: *soft 'heh'* Nothing wrong with a guy who likes to play with dolls.
Denpup: *nods in agreement with Dennispup* If you wanna get him a bigger doll, there's a gal I know who has a toy factory... They make big plushies, but I think you can special order stuff too....
Rachel: *perks as she pulls out the last picture of that set* You think they could make something like a big barbie? He loves that doll.
Denpup: *nods* I think so... *getting her PINpoint out and checking to see if she's got Zoe's comm frequency stored on the cellphone-like device* Here... *offers the PINpoint to Rachel* This is how to contact Zoe.
Rachel: Thanks. *scans, records* Got it. And this is McCrane. *McCrane out on a moonlit wharf, standing beside one of the posts, on which a slender woman in military dress is standing. The two of them are gazing out over the water, and evidently deep in conversation*
Denpup: Aww, that's a good pic of McCrane and Seia....
Rachel: *quiet sigh* I still need to meet her. McCrane's not as open about his girlfriend as Dumpson is.
Denpup: *chuckle* He wouldn't be McCrane if he was more open about things.... So serious, but he's got a gentle side.
Rachel: *smile says that McCrane just might be one of Gramma's favourites* He's a lot like his father.
Denpup: *blink blink* His father? *puzzled look that's mirrored on Dennispup's face*
Rachel: *nods as she makes sure all the pictures are safe in their case with the others* In my reality Deckerd and his brothers are the children of Hound and Sharpshot.
Denpup: ... Huh....
Rachel: *grabs a blanket* Okay, sell me this quick, and I'm gone.
Denpup: *laughs and tells the price of the blanket*
Rachel: *grins as she buys and heads out. And then stops and ducks flying snow* *quietly* Bumblebee, knock it off.
Denpup: *facepalm*
Bumblebee: *startled look for the human-looking person*
Prowl: *wasn't standing outside the door before, but he's there now, and quietly contemplating the snow*
Rachel: *looks up, then transforms to root mode and gives Bumblebee a stern look* I mean it.
Bumblebee: 0_0 *skitters back a few steps*
Ratchet: *sighs and sneezes, then nods to Prowl and PINpoints home*
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