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[primus_seeress]

*Auspex is attempting to study an obscure text. She is somewhat distracted, still reeling a bit about the recent events, the new friend she lost so soon, and what an enigma he was... as well as the experience of having her innate abilities boosted by a Cybertronian with Mini-Con power-augmenting energy, without the need of the specific port that

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[startactician]

Thrust makes a noise of disgust. "They're simpletons even for Autobots. One wonders how they even function."

His irritated demeanor dissipates and he bows low to Auspex. "I'm sorry, I haven't greeted you properly yet."

[primus_seeress]

*She's resumed her disbelieving stare, too caught up in bewilderment to even return his unusually respectful bow (to make up for his behavior, she wonders? As if that would just smooth everything over?) with a nod of her own.*

Thrust...? Tell me why you have acted in this manner. *her speech is more formal, the sort she uses with someone she's just met... because she's not sure if she really knows what just happened here. Her voice is emotionless; simply soft, and somewhat distant*

[startactician]

"I simply wanted to chase away those idiots bothering you." He raises his head again but remains in a respectful pose. "They would fill your head with lies, priestess."

[primus_seeress]

*Her optics flicker out a moment, as she draws on Primus' patience. It would not do to verbally lash out at her charge, as much as she would like to... but she must wonder at times if he is purposefully being a fool*

*Her voice is somewhat leaden* They are my lord's people, Thrust. They serve as messengers for the Allspark. They were bringing me news of... admittedly, one of the stranger sparks I've encountered in the Nexus, but one that has caused me much concern, of late... I needed to hear that news, and receive that reassurance.

*she hesitates, a troubled silence following*

[startactician]

"Doesn't Primus give you news of the Allspark? It seems strange that he would need to send mere mortals to do his bidding instead." Thrust tilts his head ever so slightly, feigning innocent confusion.

[primus_seeress]

*She nearly growls in annoyance, as his emotional aspect is anything but innocent or confused* Don't toy with me, Thrust. I do not question how news is sent, I only know that it is. And there are times when a physical embrace is comforting, and I will accept one from whomever sincerely offers it. Though-- *she glances at him sharply, tone matching* it seems to trouble you inordinantly much, and I find it somewhat disturbing. Might you perhaps explain that?

[startactician]

"You'd be better off questioning all that you can, especially from suspicious sources. Or do you think Decepticons are the only ones who lie." He doesn't trust the hug either; he remembers how Jetstorm was around her.

"I was only concerned for your safety."

[primus_seeress]

When my god explicitly tells me that he has sent someone to me, I tend to believe him. You wish me to question Primus? That is foolish. *she gingerly returns to her seat, to avoid pacing; it is evident that she is distressed, and that Thrust is not helping. Whether he will recognize that for himself remains to be seen*

*Her optics dim* Concerned for my safety? Primus watches over me... how much safer could I be? I am not a warrior, Thrust, but neither am I a fool. I can sense lies, or any ill will directed at me, and I will avoid it, if necessary. But neither will I shun those who have the capacity to injure me. Why do you think I trust you? Certainly not because you are innocent, or honest, or even well-meaning toward me, at times.

[startactician]

"I would actually consider that proof of your strange taste in companions. You know I would never harm you, but in theory I could mean you ill. Might I remind you of your experiences with Jetstorm? His feelings towards you are far from healthy."

He turns for a small moment, then profers a small container of red energon chips. Thrust always brings gifts.

[primus_seeress]

*she sighs softly, letting him keep his gift for the moment. She speaks quietly* That is a different matter. But neither, my friend, are your feelings toward me. You would cage me in my temple. I can break, but I am not glass. I do not understand why you seem to view me as a possession. Concern for my safety is one thing... outright jealousy, a defending of your 'property', is quite another.

[startactician]

"I would protect you, Auspex. You are gracious but unaware." He nudges his gift towards her, smiling genially.

[primus_seeress]

*She shakes her head slowly, unimpressed with his show of cheer, although she does accept the gift, peering at it curiously for a moment; such strange forms of energon, that he finds... She thanks him quietly, before continuing*

Thrust... I am sorry; but I had to endure the pain of a free-spark closing himself off from the song of the Allspark, because his mate cried out to him, and he'd made a promise that he wouldn't leave him. You know what it's like, to be severed from your rest... do you think I could look you in the optic, if you'd made a conscious decision to suffer that, summoned that much willpower, and call you a coward and a liar? That you had no interest in the well-being of the one who needed you? He most probably was how you say, at one time; I do not doubt that. Even he recognizes that. But he has changed, as people do

[startactician]

Thrust falls silent, glowering up at her under the rim of his pointed helm. "I would only have you be cautious, priestess. There are some with the ability to fool even Primus himself."

[primus_seeress]

*she sighs again, at his expression, and his use of her title* Do not be angry with me. I am not reckless. I simply must make no assumptions, even if I have had experience with counterparts from other universes.

To be completely honest, people like Starscream, or Galvatron, for that matter, tend to frighten me; Primus knows them, but they are so mercurial, I have trouble following them; they are easily insulted, and unpredictable in their wrath. I never approach that sort of person lightly. I have been pleasantly surprised by the one I know, and how much he has learned. That does not mean I would immediately trust anyone else with that name. But neither will I speak ill of someone I have not met, even if I am acquainted with an alternate

[startactician]

Thrust comes closer, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Priestess-Auspex--you cannot take the multiverse on your shoulders. Some, such as Starscream and Galvatron, can handle themselves."

What's left unsaid and what Thrust absolutely misses is that Thrust is not one of these.

"I hardly mean to worry you, merely to look out for you. Would you like a treat?"

[primus_seeress]

*she shakes her head in protest* I'm not trying to solve everyone's problems. There have simply been some... rather strange things in my life, lately. New dimensions, new lives, new hurts... and I desire to see, and to serve. There are so many mysteries of Primus to be found, and to learn from... and so many emotions that accompany them.

*Her brow furrows, and she tries to read his intent* What do you mean, exactly?