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[wreckers]

Remember when I said 'life persists'? Yeah, well that wasn't an invitation to overstay your welcome in mine. Digging through the galaxy's dirty laundry last time was my call; I'm not looking for a sequel.

Uncle Magnus took up running around with my face. Why not go bother him? Actually, no; you touch him and you're dead.

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[cerebroshellshocked]

...Verity?

[wreckers]

...Ironfist?

[ Excuse her for a moment; she is processing the impossible. Buffering... ]

Well now that we cleared that up- are you, like, alright?

[cerebroshellshocked]

Yes! No. Uh. I mean.

I'm al^ive, at least?

[wreckers]

I'll take it. [ Dropping dead en route to Earth was not something we want to relive. ]

You know, uh, that backup you gave me? It's still safe and that's not going to change.

[cerebroshellshocked]

I will, too.

[Socially awkward robot is socially awkward.]

Good. [He still has mixed feelings. It was a lot to take in all at once, that his idols weren't what he'd imagined, that he himself wasn't what he thought he'd be. It made truth the rarest commodity in the universe, truth that he only trusted with Verity.]

So, uh, h-how have you been?

[wreckers]

[ Socially adverse human understands. ]

Going through the motions back on Earth isn't the same without the looming threat of all-out war, but you get by.

[cerebroshellshocked]

Th-there are worse things than being a little bored.

[Like, oh the entirety of Garrus-9?]

I, uh, Verity. I'm sorry.

[wreckers]

Hey, I like being bored now.

[ We don't talk about Garrus-9. Not talking about Garrus-9 is the best option. Just look at Fort Max. ]

Apologies are just words, and in this case? Don't need you making them. You're here and it's fine

[doinitwithstyle]

[Oh, hey, a human he readily recognizes and trusts!]

Verity! Wassup, gurl? I heard 'bout that jaunt with th' Wreckers you stowed away on. Glad you made it out okay.

[griiin] Uncle Magnus, huh? Does he know you call 'im that?

[wreckers]

Hey, I think making it out of Garrus-9 more than earned me my stripes in that giant boys club.

I get away with all manner of shenanigans Maggie wouldn't let fly.

[doinitwithstyle]

Hey, ya certainly earned even more o' mah respect after I learned all the details!

Hahaha, the very fact you get away with it jus' goes to show how much he likes ya! [He's also making a mental note to call Magnus "Maggie" when he next sees him.]

[wreckers]

I'm also afraid to ask how that story came out after going through the rumour mill back on Cybertron.

Yeah, I totally knew that- Magnus is an easy read.

[doinitwithstyle]

An' you managed t' get him wrapped around you lil' finger in record time! Props, hun, massive props.

[officer_ocd]

[Loud throat clearing sound. ]

Ultra. Ultra Magnus.

[Shhhh not in public, Verity!]

And the avatar was merely...convenient.

[And he is clearly the best liar. Ever. Of all time.]

[wreckers]

Uncle. Uncle Magnus.

[ Can't stop. Won't stop. ]

Because an advanced solid-light projection couldn't possibly come with options.

[officer_ocd]

[If he weren't so glad to see you, there would be a Stern Talking To occuring right now. Instead, just have a Frown of Moderate Disapproval.]

[Can you tell how glad he is?]

I am...[*cough*] not known for my imagination.

[That's all!]

[wreckers]

No argument here.

[ Voted most acerbic in displays of affection. ]

Dude, I know I left on my own but the way I hear it you should have stayed away from trekking space. [ So about the Lost Light. ]

[officer_ocd]

[Have a lineface. Even when you agree with him he somehow feels like he's losing.]

I was...needed.

[Or so Rodimus keeps telling him, every time he tries to leave.]

[wreckers]

That Hot Rod guy was kind of a dick though, but I could see why they needed their duly appointed adult.

[ Story of your life, Mags. ]

[officer_ocd]

[He might argue the vulgarity, but the sentiment is the same. ]

Rodimus has some interpersonal challenges.

[Charitably called 'his entire personality'. ]

Sadly they seem to find trouble, despite my best efforts.

[Clearly it is the degenerate company Rodimus keeps. ]

At least you are safe.

[Oh Primus don't tell him otherwise. He may have a rather stoic meltdown.]

[wreckers]

Right, right it's Rodimus now. [ Spoiler: She is not going to call him that. ]

Can't complain. Well, I can but the guy with a four million year old war under his belt stops me. You functioning alright? [ Don't tell her about Overlord DON'T DO IT ]

[officer_ocd]

[Spoiler: he figured as much.]

I was not the one who effected the name change.

[If he had, there would have been a daunting amount of paperwork involved.]

I am. Adequate. [He'll go with 'adequate' as longhand for 'Deathclocks are a thing and he has no idea where he actually is right now but he will be outraged when/if he ever finds out.]

sorry not sorry, but you can ignore if you want XD

[doinitwithstyle]

[Jazz is totally making the < w < face right now.]

'Sup, Maggie?

NEVER

[officer_ocd]

[Do you see that optic twitch, Jazz. DO YOU? Because that's Ultra Magnus's special twitch he saves for Unruly Miscreants.]

[Guess what that makes you?]

Magnus. And nothing is 'up'.

Yaaaaaaaaaay

[doinitwithstyle]

[Jazz doesn't care, cuz he's got a slag-eating grin on right now. Reaction was better than expected!]

Y'know, it's kinda cute that Verity thought up all those nicknames for ya. Ya need t' smile more, man, especially now thatcha got a surrogate neice! Or daughter. Whichever.

[awesomeintheory]

[Beat.]

[Did she just–]

Uncle Magnus?

[wreckers]

Is displeased with this blatant disregard of protocol in accordance with who cares under article no one was listening.

/jack [comment not really here]

[officer_ocd]

[But there is some pretty impressive sputtering at this wanton display of disregard for the beauty and magnificent structure of the Autobot Code. It has semicolons, Verity. IMPORTANT semicolons!]

[wreckers]

[ Abridged version: superior ]

[officer_ocd]

[Silent pearl clutching. He is aghast, Verity, AGHAST.]

[wreckers]

[ There was an attempt in reading it. An attempt, mind you. ]

[awesomeintheory]

[Skids has found his new favourite human.]

Yeah, well, you know how he gets.

[wreckers]

Should have stuck around long enough to witness Chief of Security-Second in Command-Duly Appointed Enforcer of the Something Whatever show everyone what a lightweight he is.

[ muffled magnus sobs play in the background ]

[awesomeintheory]

It was a sight to see.

I'll have to see if I can load up some video for you. Oh, and a clip of the time Ultra Magnus smiled.

[wreckers]

No. Way.

[awesomeintheory]

Way! With teeth and everything! Just like the old days!

[wreckers]

How far back we going for 'the old days'? Four, five million years?

[awesomeintheory]

Something like that, yeah. Of course, you ask the Duly Appointed Enforcer of That Fancy Long-Winded Thing and he denies ever having the ability to crack a joke.

[grandioseillusions]

I would advise against threatening your mundane. They tend to take it as a challenge, which rarely works out in our favor.

[wreckers]

In case you hadn't notice these aren't people known for making winning life choices where we're concerned.

[grandioseillusions]

Hence why I advised against calling more undue hardship upon yourself by making empty threats towards your Mundane.

[shutthehellup]

Wait, wait, wait.

Magnus is an uncle?

[wreckers]

I adopted him out of the goodness of my heart.

[shutthehellup]

I don't think the Autobot Code covers adoptions. How the hell did you manage to get him to agree to that?