heavyweaponsbot: (Facing the fire together)
Ironhide ([personal profile] heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-10-24 01:15 am

11th Transmission -- Commentlog

[Oh yes, by now he knew exactly how to get the pumpkins to stop talking. It would have been smart of him to do so. He would probably have been saving himself a lot of trouble by doing it.]

[But he hasn't.]

[The pumpkins are still whispering and whining. He'd smashed several of them -- Decepticon faces all, and that had felt good. By now... he's tracked on to one in particular. Only centuries of long association have allowed him to tune the words out, listening to the voice. If he shutters his optics, he can pretend he's being lectured, or being made to listen to some science babble or other.]

[His head is bowed, and one of his hands is resting lightly on the pumpkin in question.]

[He can't bring himself to break this one -- not when it has the voice he's been missing for months now. He'd never expected separation to be this difficult.]

[Ironhide can be found solemnly regarding the Ratchet-pumpkin in the early morning hours of the Keep.]
idkmybffcyclops: (Lemme tell you how this is gonna go)

[personal profile] idkmybffcyclops 2011-10-24 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
You know they won't shut up unless you smash it.

[Logan's strolling by, bottle of ale in hand.]
idkmybffcyclops: (I'll take the yellow spandex.)

[personal profile] idkmybffcyclops 2011-10-25 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
You sure? You standin' there like it is.
idkmybffcyclops: (In a house full o'knuckle heads)

[personal profile] idkmybffcyclops 2011-10-25 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Ain't you a chatter box.
snowtop: (sadness)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-10-25 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
[With all these voices, Xanth can't sleep, but it's alright. He was awake anyway and taking a walk. It's on this walk that he finds Ironhide with a very familiar, unsmashed pumpkin. He feels a surge of hatred toward Deior for doing this to them. How dare he play on their emotions like this.

But Xanth says nothing. He walks up, steps loud so that Ironhide will notice, and then he stands there.

He's silent, because he doesn't know what to say, but he's here.]
snowtop: (uhm...)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-10-26 10:27 am (UTC)(link)

[In all honesty, Xanth expected Ratchet to be here by now. Granted, no one else from the Elegante has appeared, but... he hoped.]

K-Kind of like it's... a-a-- a part of you, n-now.

[Xanth misses so many people. He misses those gone, and those who are here, but don't remember.]
snowtop: (sadness)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-10-27 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
[For that, Xanth has no reply.

Xanth stares at the pumpkin. It's a perfect likeness of Ratchet, just as the other pumpkins had been perfect likenesses of anyone else.]

Wh-what's... what's he-- s-saying?
snowtop: (uhm...)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-10-29 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Xanth tilts his head to the side, staring at the pumpkin.]

B-But... you... y-you didn't. N-- None of us did. W-We got... we got t--taken.

[But what would an enchanted pumpkin care about truth?]
snowtop: (uhm...)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-10-29 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
... yeah.

[Xanth sighs. They should be back at the Shore, helping build shelter or gather food or doing something to help recover.

Or even protect those who couldn't protect themselves from those who would take advantage. There were dangerous people among them.]

There's-- th-there's gotta be something w-we can do...
snowtop: (sadness)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-11-01 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
[There's not much Xanth can think of, either. It couldn't be as easy as searching the library - they'd have to go deep into the Keep. But who's to say there is even anything there? Redd kept his secrets well, and he was a madman. Deior, however, seems sane.

But the question is, does that make his secrets any easier to uncover?

Xanth sighs and rubs his eyes.]

I'm-- I-I'm not-- g-giving up. We'll... f-figure something o--out.
snowtop: (uhm...)

[personal profile] snowtop 2011-11-01 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Xanth looks at Ironhide just out the corner of his eye, and then he reaches up to set a hand on Ironhide's arm. It's not much, but it's all he can do.]

There's-- th-there's something, I-I-- I know there is, th-there... has to be.

[He's just not sure what, yet.]