Terrible! [he snorts, despite himself, at the surprise of cyclonus joking, if nothing else.] I was just wondering... where do you think you'd live with Tailgate back on Cybertron? When we all have the option to settle it's just... really weird.
[Oh, that's actually an interesting question. Cyclonus is silent for a moment in consideration.]
Tetrahex was my first and longest home. I should like to see it again. Only... [Only Cybertron as he knows it was destroyed by the war.] I'm not sure I could bear to live on Cybertron as it is now.
[He doesn't know about the shenanigans of their universe swapping out their original Cybertron for a slightly less abused model.]
Yeah, the Functionist Cybertron we got out of it all is... a bit weird, too. You're not gonna want to see your home with all that you are your altmode rubbish all over it, are you?
[he's silent for a long few moments.]
I went back to Simanzi, to see how it was on a Cybertron before the war. I-- I don't know if I'll stay on Cybertron either. You'll have plenty choice, at least.
[Oh, there's another mention of Functionist Cybertron. But what does Riptide mean by 'got out of it all'? Cyclonus feels like he should ask but...
...He decides that for now he honestly doesn't want to know. It's not his future at the moment. He was displaced from that when he ended up on the Moira and then further displaced when he arrived on the R2.
Either he'll return to that timeline some day or he won't, but for now knowing about it isn't going help him.
Yeah. [he puffs out a sigh, finishing his drink.] I'm not so sure how the Galactic Council feels about us back home, anyway. I guess if we have to stay here then...
Well, like you said. Big universe. There will be somewhere. [he looks over at cyclonus, optics shining for a moment.] I'm really glad you two make each other so happy. You both really deserve it.
Uh huh. [he doubts he'll ever have an amica, but that's okay! he's accepted his fate.] Look at that, we've managed to have one whole normal conversation!
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[somewhere, a sad trombone plays.]
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[Honestly, knowing that he and Tailgate really are Conjunxes in the future is rather bolstering.
If the R2 had a generator that ran on dramatic irony, it would be powered for centuries by now.]
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Awesome. Hey, can I ask you something?
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[This is Cyclonus being funny. You can tell because he shoots Riptide a little half-a-smirk.]
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Tetrahex was my first and longest home. I should like to see it again. Only... [Only Cybertron as he knows it was destroyed by the war.] I'm not sure I could bear to live on Cybertron as it is now.
[He doesn't know about the shenanigans of their universe swapping out their original Cybertron for a slightly less abused model.]
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[he's silent for a long few moments.]
I went back to Simanzi, to see how it was on a Cybertron before the war. I-- I don't know if I'll stay on Cybertron either. You'll have plenty choice, at least.
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...He decides that for now he honestly doesn't want to know. It's not his future at the moment. He was displaced from that when he ended up on the Moira and then further displaced when he arrived on the R2.
Either he'll return to that timeline some day or he won't, but for now knowing about it isn't going help him.
He stares out a the stars instead.]
It's a big universe.
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Well, like you said. Big universe. There will be somewhere. [he looks over at cyclonus, optics shining for a moment.] I'm really glad you two make each other so happy. You both really deserve it.
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...Thank you.
I hope you find someone who makes you just as happy. Conjunx or Amica.
You deserve that.
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Instead he widens his eyes slightly in a subtle display of shock.]
What? But my allergy-
[And then he doubles over, clutching his chest.]
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Oh, my god! I'll call Ratchet! Hang on, Cyclonus! You're too young and beautiful to offline!
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[He grips at Riptide's leg.]
It's too late for me... But tell Tailgate...
...I leave all the money to Scourge.
[Somebody has watched too much human media with Swerve.]
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He almost sounds legitimately offended when he adds:]
I am not crusty, Riptide.
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[he shifts back, sitting back down.]
You wanna go back inside?
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It takes a moment for Cyclonus to answer, staring thoughtfully out at the starscape.]
...I think I'll stay out here for now.
[He was probably just going to do more solemn stargazing when he went back in anyway.]