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Branches rubbed bluntly against her, causing some mild scratches as she ran to 'the Place'. She didn't even take them into thought, nor say 'ow'. She didn't even remember where it was exactly; she was traveling blindly by landmarks that seemed familiar. Her senses were of no use. She didn't know which way was North and which was South, so on and so forth.

As the envirement gave her that "dejah-vu" feeling, she slowed to a dreary trot. Where was it? Where in the hell was it? Everything seemed to blend into one disgusting shade of green when her head craned this way and that. Upside and down, sideways, backwards, diagonal, and many other ways that would cause many to think that she was 'off in the head'. She nearly cried out in frustration. She didn't remember anything now. "Where in the hell am I?!" she shouted out. Now, she was breaking her back over just for that measly, insignificant little pile of scrap. Yes, yes, that's all he was; nothing to her. He was worthless. He made an angry feeling bubble up in her. She wanted to rip him apart, stab him to death, shoot him blindly in the spark, and get on with her life.

Wait, who was she talking about again?

SORRY IF I DON'T REPLY RIGHT AWAY, LIVESTREAMING SOME SAD TIMES WITH SS AND KO.

A noise ripped through the forest as he heard the familiar voice of the robot that had been with him not too long ago. Of course he didn't really care about her, nor about if she was going to help him or not. He had his prize, and he was content. The pain would last, but until then, he hoped he wouldn't lose complete control over his legs. He would hate to be a stationary freak show for the rest of his time here. But perhaps... He could reward her with the 'prize' he had found if she manages to fix him. Yes, that sounded like a good plan.

He grinned to himself.

I WILL IT'S TO THE SONG SAFE&SOUND AND IT'S A DREAM I HAD LAST NIGHT /SOB

The machine held in his hands one of the many shards of Energon that he had found, dug out from behind a massive rock that cried. How it did so, was a mystery to him, but he didn't care. He found the very source of their life power, the blood they bleed. He rolled it around in his hands, waiting for the other to return. He wasn't a very patient bot, and he wasn't afraid to show it as he tapped his fingers on the shard.

Will she hurry up? He didn't want to become immobile like she was for eons or less.

@Imperial;

The femme had been looking at this... this kit for some time now, each second passing with a memory that she couldn't grasp. She shook her head, and warily stepped forward. She felt as if she had to retrieve it for somebody, so she did, but she didn't know who. Herself? Had she... damaged herself somehow? She examined herself closely; nothing, except a few scratches in her purple-blue paint. She had taken the kit into her lower jaw, causing the jaw to open and sending the kit dangling by the handle.
It felt almost empty.
She didn't know where she was going after that. Wherever she had come from, she probably had somebody waiting there, or something of the sort; her body bounced as she turned around and trotted slowly back.

@Jinxy;

HOLD ON ASDFG

The femme trotted along a small stream, which had begun from a peculiar rock figure that seemed to cry away a torrent of water. She constantly looked over her shoulder; she felt like she was being watched, or like somebody was walking over her grave. Valda had taken a sharp right to it. It looked like it's end was a small lake, or rather a small pond. It seemed to burst in flora, it was overgrown; she didn't mind that. It was the organics sorrounding it that made her uneasy - and didn't she sense a small change in the electrical atmosphere? It was like somebody else like her was here - another organism that bears metal and bleeds Energon. She slowly approached the small lake; she didn't want any trouble, especially in this state where she didn't carry any weapons.

The femme had approached a large tree on the heightened bank of the small lake, scanning over the area. Wait, isn't that somebody that she knew down there? She peered in closer. It was, but her memory seemed foggy when she tried to recall who the battered individual was. When the femme glanced at him, he filled her with a feeling of... pity. She stood still, and examined how poor of a state he was in.

Might not reply right away. I'm on 6 different sites, each with diff. chats.

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The femme turned her head sharply to the other, lengthening her neck to the ground and setting the kit down. Had he spoken to her? "Are you talking to me?" she asked. She didn't know what he meant- what time? Had he been waiting for her? Had she kept him waiting? And why does he seem so familiar to her? "And why do you seem so familiar? Sorry if that seems... rude," she asked blankly.

"It's... alright," she said. "I'm not much of a hero, let alone a villain," the femme said, absent-minded; she kept staring at the severity of his wounds. How did he... do that? It didn't make... sense. Wait.

The femme looked at him make a ridiculous face. He looked so innocent, yet so.. decieving. Wait, deceiving? Dec...decepti.. decepticon. Something clicked in her mind.

"Y-you're lying. I saw you lean back against that tree. Plus, I-I might have suffered from my... short-term memory loss. I'm starting to recall certain...events now. You're name i-is... St-...Starscream, isn't it?" she said, tripping over her own words. What if her memory wasn't telling the truth? It was all a big blurr. She shot a glance at the kit - should she really help him? He'd done... nothing.

And it was funny how one lie could make her remember.

The Commander ground his denta before he cleared his vocals and tapped a finger to his chin in thought. "Have we met before? If so, I don't remember lowly drones." He narrowed his optics at the other, if the femme did remember, he didn't really much care. The femme was losing his interest fast due to her lack to hurry up and do her job.

"That's /COMMANDER/ Starscream. I'm of higher rank and don't need to be associated on a lowly level as yourself, drone." His chest places rose as he circulated air, a sevros gesturing to the medical kit. "Even if you had a little glitch in your memory, I gave you an order to find me a repair kid and to fix my back." His dentra were bared as he narrowed his optics at her. He should have extinguished the femme's spark when he had the change.

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