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[It's a video. Terra's somewhere outside of HospiTown by the forest in the background; it's late but not so late where he can't be easily seen. He looks like he hasn't been sleeping well, but otherwise alert.]

Hey there. I don't know most of you and most of you don't know me, so ... I'm Terra. I've been told in some detail we're here to save this place, and I intend to get to it.

['Now', apparently.]

Minervamon said she'd be leaving more detailed information later on, but for now I know we need to find Titamon and find the ARCloner as some first steps. It's a lot better than nothing to work with at all, but this world's a lot larger--

[A lot larger than most worlds he's been to. He can't say that, and continues after a moment of thought.]

--Than I expected. There's a lot of ground to cover. So I'm hoping to find some people willing to do some traveling. ...A lot of traveling actually. And willing to share what they find when they're traveling with everyone else. If anyone out there's got experience with uh, scouting, reconnaissance, that sort of thing, and willing to help, I'd like to hear from you.

[It's pretty clear Terra's not used to doing this sort of thing, it's all pretty awkwardly stated, with a bit of fidgeting here and there too, but he manages to stay pretty calm. This was a thing he was sure would help. Now if he could find enough people willing to help..]

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I'd be glad to help, especially given you've offered to help me.

Wars are messy. I've never experienced one, and I hope to never directly, but it might happen sooner or later. It's unfortunate you've had to. Sometimes we help with those kinds of situations, but it's not something an apprentice is sent to handle.

[And rarely; despots might be unpleasant but they rarely upset a world's balance of light and darkness. If they did, then someone would be sent to straighten it out.. but would Bumblebee's ruthless warlord count?]

Not much I could hope to do from here though. Maybe once the issues with the digital world are cleared up?

[He'd try! For whatever that would be worth.]

[Terra is certainly right on that count. Despite his earnest wish to make it happen, he'd mostly asked in jest. Megatron had proven to be the most dangerous enemy they'd ever faced, and it isn't a problem he would purposefully pass on to a stranger. Even if they could successfully remove Megatron from power, there was no telling how his forces would scatter, or who would make a desperate scramble for the position in his absence. They could be trading one warmonger for another.]

[Still, the sentiment is appreciated and there is humor in his text.]

That's all right. Like you said, wars are messy. I'll try and fix this on my end first. And when you graduate from Apprentice Problem-solver, I can show you what our world looks like during peacetime instead.

[Wars usually can't get fixed by just one person either. Hopefully Bumblebee's team, or his friends, or both if they're one and the same, will be able to help in that.

Numbers weren't everything in a war, but they sure helped.

Bumblebee can't see the wince when graduating is mentioned. He never will, not anymore. Thankfully, text is really bad at conveying emotion; he can just type otherwise.]

That sounds great. Hey, if we ever do run into each other in person, how am I going to recognize you? What do you look like now?

[Bee's oblivious to his discomfort. Instead of answering back with another text, he figures it's just easiest to change the feed to video and give Terra an informal, friendly salute with two fingers.

The face that looks back at Terra may slightly resemble a perky young blonde Terra knows... albeit aged several years into his late teens or early twenties. His eyes have a slight blue glimmer that is distinctly not human. Though, Bee doesn't have the same childish wonder as Ventus, having seen more than it's share of both grief and conflict. Still, they're bright enough with a smile.]

[That solves that question pretty easily!

And Bumblebee will certainly be recognizable, that much is clear. His eyes are a little odd but the rest of him looks human enough. And looked like he could be an older brother for Ven.

Which was impossible, Ventus wasn't related to robots. But the thought passes through his mind anyway.]

Huh. I think you'll be pretty recognizable. You ... look a lot like one of my friends back home.

[What was he doing right now? Or Aqua? Were they alright? Where would they go, with their world in ruins? Master Yen Sid would surely help, but..

Terra pauses, then blinks once, shaking himself out of his thoughts.]

Ah. Sorry. Thanks!

[Bumblebee doesn't change back to text right away. He watches as Terra's eyes eventually becoming distant. Like he's anywhere but here. A thousand miles away. He's seen that look on some of his teammates on occasion.

Once Terra comes back from... wherever he was a moment ago... Bee gives Terra a visible tilt of his head, his expression turning into that of questioning. His brows are furrowed in curiosity and concern.

Something wrong?]

Edited 2014-01-21 22:19 (UTC)

[Bumblebee might be mute but some things seem to transcend the language barrier pretty easily. As the no-longer-an-autobot looks puzzled, Terra quickly waves it off.]

Just thinking, sorry about that. You probably know how it is. You're here, some of your friends aren't.

[It's hard to not think about it. He tries though.]

[He gives the other a brief sympathetic look. And then it's back to plain text for Bumblebee.]

I do.

[Very much so. The moments before he'd woken up in this world were ones filled with urgency and desperation. His friends, his leader, his mission, his enemies - everything hung over his head like a dark, suffocating cloud.]

It can be a trying time for anyone. Especially when you don't know if your friends or allies are safe. When there's so many things left undone in your world.

[It takes him a bit to switch back and forth but he's getting better at it.]

Yes. At least I have the reassurance of knowing they're together. So long as they stay together everything should work out.

All we can do from here is hope for the best.

[Most others tend to have a preference for video and audio, as it's easier for many of them. Most others would stay with video rather than switch back as Bumblebee is often forced to. He's not sure why Terra is insistent on it. It could be he really is trying to acclimate to the new technology, or it could be a polite consideration on Bee's behalf. Either way, he appreciates the gesture.]

We may even see them again here in this world, given time and chance.

Right. Hope for the best and do what we can to fix the situation from here.

[Possibly there's another option, and Terra just hasn't figured out that these things can juggle text and video at the same time. But there's certainly an element of wanting to make sure Bumblebee's communicating in a way comfortable for him; being mute meant what, standing there and typing for him to see? That wasn't necessary. It might even be a little embarrassing.

Text is easy enough for now.]

hat's true, nobody really knows who might get picked up as one of these 'chosen children'. I can hope, right? Yours too. The more the merrier, I've always been told.

Edited (BRACKEEETS) 2014-01-23 04:42 (UTC)

Are your friends 'problem solvers' too?

[Because that won't just be merrier, that'd be ideal. If all of them are as proactive as Terra has been, it'd do this world some good.]

Yes.

[If Terra were completely honest he'd also note that when all three of them were in the same place occasionally they caused problems instead of solved them, but weren't most teenagers like that?]

Don't worry. If they arrive here, either through the digimon or tracking me down, they'll do everything in their power to help out. I'm certain of it.

[Bee and Smokescreen are close to teenagers in Cybertronian terms, so yes. He can attest to that. It's the natural order of things. That's just what teenagers do.]

I'm guessing as an apprentice, you've been exposed to multiple problems.

You've solved other situations like this in the past?

Edited 2014-01-23 08:30 (UTC)

Most of it's been training. Preparation for when we're ready to take on our duties fully. It's funny how training never really prepares you for the reality of it.

[He wasn't a master, but he's seen plenty of worlds off-balance, in need of a little adjustment. Or a lot, in some cases.]

What, deposing warlords? Not so much, I haven't deposed anyone yet. Honestly so far my experience has been that most problems can be solved by finding the instigator and convincing them to stop.

[Through violence!]

I know there's far more complicated situations and solutions, I've just been lucky or unlucky enough to not run into them just yet.

Sometimes you just have to put your wheels to the road to see what things are really like. To be honest, my first days out of training and on the battlefield were mostly jumping first and figuring out how to land later.

I've learned a thing or two since then, so my process has evolved some.

[Bumblebee chuckles to himself.]

When were you thinking of setting out?

Yeah. It's quite an eye-opener but nothing says fast learning like hands on education. I'm glad you made it out given warzone and all!

As soon as possible. Once I've got enough supplies set aside for a couple days' journey at least, hopefully we'd be able to find other resources on the way. Dorumon has told me there's plenty of resources out there if you know what to look for.

All because of my team. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for them. Sometimes the difference of whether or not you make it out alive is the bot beside you.

I may need a day or two to get some affairs in order and talk with my team. Otherwise Vanguard and I should be ready to go.

Yes, exactly. Well not so much with the bot beside me but some ideas transcend species. If you can't rely on your friends and allies, who can you rely on?

That's fine. I would want to leave my friends a note if I was suddenly going to up and disappear on them too. Take as much time as you need, and just drop me a message when you're all set.

Will do. I'll contact you if anything changes, or if I come across any interesting intel between now and then.

See you in a few.

I'll work on figuring out how we're going to manage interpersonal conversations easiest when face to face in the meantime. Take care.

[Texting while he's standing right there might be awkward! But he'll figure something out.]

[A few days later, Terra will receive a text message from the bot as promised.]

Terra. It's Bumblebee.

Vanguard and I are all set and ready to rendezvous.

[It's been a long couple days but time is a good thing. More time to get oriented, time to find enough supplies, time to get Dorumon's forepaw talons filed down a bit..]

Alright. Meet me in front of the hospital, and we'll go from there. It seems the easiest spot.

[Primarily because Terra is occasionally a tiny bit lazy and he's already there, sitting down next to a tree again. It's a nice spot and gives him a good view of the comings and goings.. why not there?]

Edited (brackettssss) 2014-01-27 00:25 (UTC)

Be there in a cycle. [Another text follows that up shortly after, when he realizes the other may not be familiar.] Be there in a minute.

[As promised, Bumblebee emerges from the hospital. He's packed light, his side pack filled with only the essentials and a few items bought from the general store yesterday. Vanguard is walking at his side, lazily murmuring about scouting from Trailmon being easier. Bumblebee only raises an eyebrow and gives him an amused look. Not how scouting works, pal.]

[A quick scan of the area helps him spot where Terra is waiting. His eyes will brighten somewhat as he casually makes his way over. Once he's close enough, he'll briefly raise a hand in greeting.]

How about we just hire a flying digimon and take a nice vacation in Netsurf Village.

Edited 2014-01-27 01:36 (UTC)

[There's no text response, but it does draw a brief chuckle. He'll remember that; who knows when it might be important. Or just useful!

But Terra waits; he can be patient when he wanted to be and right now there's no rush. He knows to look for someone in bright orange and black; Bumblebee had provided a visual before at least. Which means when those colors are spotted, he hauls himself back to his feet. There's that moment of startled confusion again - it lasts only a moment. He really did look like Ven. An older Ven, one in different clothes, but even the casual stride seemed familiar.

He'd get used to it. Bee was definitely a different individual, and he shakes it off before memories cloud here-and-now.]

Hey.

[Dorumon uncurls from the fuzzy purple ball he'd been in, blinking groggily before likewise standing, giving a slow, fur-ruffling stretch in the doing.]

...Vacation? Vacations come after the work parts are done. Maybe after we're done, how's that sound?

[Terra could make the offer! It could be a LONG time before the work part is done though, there's a whole world to save.]

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[Text]oh! Canon point correction: Bee'snot warrior class yet, he's still Scout at this point. ma bad

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