Might as well talk to the wall...

[firstlieutenant]

The Dis is alone in high orbit above Charr, uncrewed, its systems powered down to standby. Outside the bridge viewport, the stars wheel overhead as the huge ship cruises in orbit, waiting with silent patience for its fellow Unicronians to have need of it again

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[apprentice_lurk]

*technically-on-holiday the OOT's third in command may be, but that doesn't mean her curiousity's slowed at all. Now the various catastrophies have taken a break, at least for the moment, she's remembered a certain unusual happening, and has taken the day off to go and investigate - which is why she's arcing up around Charr towards the Dis, not expecting anyone else to be aboard and a little nervous at the prospect of talking to a sentient warship again, be it on the Unicronians' side or otherwise*

//Hello the Dis - uhm, permission to come aboard, please?//

[firstlieutenant]

*surprised* /Dreadboots?/ *the Decepticon lieutenant sounds almost shaken, as though you've interrupted... something...*

~~permission granted, little tracker~~ *and the Dis cuts him off, voice silky-cold in your head, before Cyclonus can say yea or nay*

/...hah. Come aboard, apparently./ *Cyclonus sounds more dryly amused than anything else*

[apprentice_lurk]

/Cy-/ *startled little doubletake* /Ack, sorry, I didn't know anyone else was up here.../

*shivers a little at the Dis' giving its permission, but keeps on course and heads for the nearest entry port* /If I'm not interrupting anything - I wanted to talk to the Dis is all, I won't get in your way./

[firstlieutenant]

/I think this battleship is big enough for the both of us./ *the slightly sardonic tone sounds like more of an effort than usual, his deep voice ragged at the edges*

*leaning on the console he waits for you to come aboard, fingers still pressed to the touchpad, waiting for as long as he can to relinquish his connection to the ship...*