shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Hacker, she's a... friend. Good at her job but she tends to be a bit of a brat, works towards her own goals. *He shrugs*

 

-cheerfully flips him off-

 

Oh. Yeah, I've got friends like that.

 

[A surprised snort escapes him]
You are not him child. I would know. I know Death-... I knew Death, intimately.

You will get angry again. You always get angry eventually. And then I get jealous.

[He isn't sure what to do. Is he allowed to kiss Prim, or... Not when he is talking about Mortilus, again, it's too much, right now... He turns his head away a little.]

 

How dare you say these things. *Flat voice, completely emotionless. Clearly he doesn't care.*

At leas they're predictable... Sometimes.

Perhaps I am not the literal embodiment of death, but where I go death comes. Not here, but most places.

 

-winks-

 

[He laughs.]

Predictable? As if!

 

[He nods. That is fine.]
Yes. I can sense as much.

 

Predictable in their unpredictability.

 

You can expect them to do the worst possible thing at the worst possible time with no idea what it's gonna be?

 

So, world destroyer correct? Who pissed you off?

Pretty much, though in the end I can depend on Sombra and Amélie.

 

...I was a stupid afthole, back then. I've been... working on the getting angry thing. I have.

-Primus goes back to petting him, a little apologetic-

 

I do not need to be in emotional distress to do my assigned task. All things born must die, all creation must be consumed. Destiny is inevitable.
[He trailed off lamely, clearly not enthusiastic about this spiel again.]

 

I am not sure if I can believe that yet.

 

Ah, territory squabbles. Aren't they fun? [She flicks her wings to underscore the sarcasm, but curls the tiniest bit tighter around the actual gods. No one has fun when Mortilus is the topic of conversation.] Good you've got it sorted now, though; stars know getting Eukaris back in line is going to be a trip and a half. [She pauses, thinking.] Kynvakyrei, Hills-and-Sky... either languages have changed quicker than they should, or these are not transformer names. Your planet hosts multiple sapient species?

 

I... know. I'm sorry. I'm trying.

 

Ah. I understand.

 

Heard about Eukaris through the grapevine. Almost too afraid to ask what happened, heh. How did things go on your end after the exodus?

And ya, you hear right. Hills-and-Sky is the name of the planet I'm on, she's sentient and only hostile if someone doesn't stick to the treaty we hammered out back when Scelus was founded. Kynvakyrei is one of the local natives and was present back then. Rillyeneth is from a different universe entirely. Got all sortsa species, mechanical, organic, energy-based, elementals... Part of the treaty, Hills-and-Sky tolerates the presence of Transformers, and we take in everyone. ... Can't say I mind.

 

[He nods, his face buried in Primus' neck again.]

Apologies if this is not terribly exciting. Sworn vengeance on my brother and his court was involved too, if that is more entertaining.
[He holds Primus close and pats his back. No offense meant. Simply facts.]

 

Did I miss the family cuddlepile?