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"Your source of substance!" KouRyuu cheered and hopped a bit. Smiling as her optics seemed to brighten with the energy being created. "Ah--can it make...physical items?" She asked, now staring into contents of the bucket. But as well to wonder if it was safe for Ghostwire to consume.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

It changed, between the few onlining of optics to Al’s open staring. It was amazing and scarily accurate to what she had thought of to go inside of it. Al wriggled a bit more in his binds and kicked his legs. “Ah-! That’s amazing!” He cheered.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"Why not?" Al replied. "This place has a mind of it's own. I never was able to get it back to anything safe to consume." Never even tried to drink it himself, even if he was to drink it and have no negatives, the risk was too great. "if it changes to whatever it wants...it might also change to the one holding or standing closest to it." Sentinel again tried to look over but failed, only having KouRyuu to stand over him and peek at the bucket. Her hands were settled on his shoulders as she stood behind him. "Think of something! like water and see if that can cause it to change. Maybe some oil or energon?" She offered some suggestions.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"Energon?' Sentinel questioned. Walking a bit closer to look over her, though found it difficult as to his new height limitations. Making him scowl but step back and just take her word for the observation. Though, as Ghostwire got closer, the pigment changed in a fraction of a second. Blue one second then Pink. before changing to a cruel oil like substance. Before swapping back to a pink coloring. A lull of trust to her. "That bucket was odd---it holds odd properties and only changed from water to...whatever only recently." Al sounded intrigued but worried.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Messy." KouRyuu mummered. "Yes, rather difficult to fix it perfect when you're slowly losing your mind day by quiznaking day." Al snapped back in a tense tone. Then he spotted the bag in question. "There, it's in there and everything else I had." He paused and looked to the bucket near it with something glowing an odd neon hue. "and that."

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"It may not be much, though I doubt you would disgard what I have figured of this extradonary place." A horrific place between life and death it seemed. The manner of the creation of this place was an ignimag to him, and by whom it was created for or by, it was beyond his sleepless schedule capatibilties. "And back we go." The prime held back a sigh and gave KouRyuu a nod. "If it keeps us on track with the place and aids us for future endevors it is wise to look into the book." He paused as he walked and picked up a book from the shelf. A old and weathered book by the looks of it. A language he either had no encounter with or something the room created. Al huffed and hung his head. "I feel like a bug in a spiders grasp.' He commented.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"It seems more like a liminal space and does not adhear to the properties of motion, space, or time. From what i had done it seems to be beyond the laws of such and even bending these to it's impossible feats...wait---no- my bag!" al perked up as he recalled the research he had on hand. had. Sentinel turned around to view the others. "Did our newest member leave something behind?" He leaned forward slightly before pulling back and shaking his helm. "Is this important?" He questioned with a wing twich. "YES." Al began to wiggle.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Or we could try a purifier... have you seen one before?" She asked the two, as Sentinel seemed more attentive to finding the way out. The mech was on the move, that was for sure.

"A...water purifier?" Al questioned the pink one carefully. "Well... The ones I found were broken. And food, water, and anything else we could use is rare. Very rare." He empathize that.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Shame..." Sentinel moved away as he looked to where the scrapping came from. "Ah, well with that concluded Shall we return to figuring a way out?" The prime questioned, returning to his former state of expression before Al's appearance.

KouRyuu tilted her head to the lights with a tense energy coming off her frame.

"I would like that. We should go...and do that now!" She began to slowly walk to where the prime was heading. "In a group... we could look for more places that may hold food. Water and other liquid items." She was certain neither of their two other organic aligned members would love drinking chlorine.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Do you believe what runs through him...may be similar to energon?" Sentinel leaned over Al and gave the man a sinister smirk. While was a dull play for him, it was painfully convincing. "Ahhh---May you...?" al tilted his head to look at Ghostwire with pleding eyes. KouRyuu had her systems unfreeze and allow her to get a better look at her. "Let us move out of here...its horrible." She commented quietly. Giving Al what appeared to be a quizzical glance.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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KouRyuu may have no feared anything before, but this was different, a course of alert and shock flowed through her system and circuits as she stood there. Hands going to her Opticals and covering them as she shut them off for the time being. her sytem freezing up and locking her in that stance as she listened in to her surroundings. That was before something was slid across the floor and bumped into the scrapping object, a sharp breath hitching and breaking the pattern of scrapping as Al hit the leg of the thing. Which tipped over and landed on him, And like a button, the lights switched back on. Batheing the place in it's bright buzzing glory. Sentinel continued to hope the thing ate the man, but frowned as he saw what it was. In both confusion and annoyance. "What is that" Sentinel questioned rather harshly. Optics squinting as he got out and began to approuch the odd thing. The object in question appeared to be some sort of amalgamation of simple mechanics, switches, tools, and rope. It appeared somewhat humanoid, but mocking any sense of a human if not it's skeleton-esk state, a old rake dragging it on it's side and on top of it's creator. Who looked sheepish and trying not to flinch. "uh...I got...It was a instance of insanity." al gave a weak chuckle.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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It closed in, the lights dying out and soon plunging them into a void of black. Leaving little for light or illuminance of the items which did emit light. The darkness swallowing up what light had attempted to reach out to the open void. the scrapping creeping closer and closer to their position. Before it became so loud it was deafening. Any ambiance which once rang out was now filled and taken back by the dreaded scrapping. Before long the thing which caused this came into view. It was long, skinny, and large. Then, something popped, a fluttering of balloon fell down to the ground as it met the edge of one of KouRyuu's frame pieces. The AI herself froze in place as the scrapping began to go over to her.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Oh shouting, that's a wonderful idea!" Sentinel responded before going for someplace to hide.

For KouRyuu's part she simply wondered over to a colleague of floating balloons and stepped into them. Hoping none would pop as she steadied herself and waited. From what she could see she didn't have much of a view.

Al was left behind for a moment, and for that moment, he was ready to wiggle away and under a sheet. Fortunately, he was taken with Sentinel. Who was now moving into a deadend space of aisles. Being placed down and Sentinel going to stack some of the boxes laying on the ground before the entrance. Since he didn't have the best frame to work with hiding.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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Sentinels ped falls were steady and composed, making way around the taller aisles before a comfort of privacy fell onto him. One that would allow him to slowly climb the aisle in question to look over to see their exit.

What kind of aerialbot couldn't fly? Even without a Cog, unless it was one last kick to his humiliating defeat and fall. He hoped not, if it were, he'd kill them again once he met the well.

Once reaching the top, he looked over and beyond. Optics widened in shock at what he saw before a louder and closer scrapping came. His helm turned to face e it's direction but he saw nothing. Not in the slowly shutting down lights as the scrapping moved closer.

"Ah-- this is a scrapping nightmare!" He spoke through clenched teeth.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"you lost sight of the doors?" Al asked as he looked up, tried to. Realizing they may be a bit behind of the ways here. Maybe, maybe things could be different. Though Al could only focus on the tightness of his binds and confindments. "Yes? Why are you bringing that up?" KouRyuu asked as she began to try and look over the tall aisles now blocking their way of sight to the doors. Her systems sending alerts as she began to worry about what al was entailing. Al gave a wary sigh and shook his head. "The things change here if you don't keep looking at it. But how could have you all known of that?" He dropped his head back down to think. Sentinel prime moved to go around one of the aisles to try and find a point of view to where they had come from.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Oh..." al began looking around. "We should...move along...we should." His voice was tense, and his sass and slight arrogance had been swiftly washed away. Eyes wide and now scanning the area around them.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

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"Food? We still need to find something." KouRyuu picked up another box and, this time, looked in it. Only to be met with disappointment once more as it was empty. Even if they came back with a box, but empty-handed, a box or bottle of proof, it held something for Holly and Fluttershy, and now Al.

Sentinel looked at Al before back at KouRyuu, reluctantly he could agree. "We should return with something of proof for substance. You have any clues to finding these items, Al? You too do require such things, don't you?" The prime questioned Al with an intensity. Unamused from the prior interaction.

"I do. But it's rare." Al would only manage out. Because the next thing to occur was an odd scraping sound coming from further back in the store.

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.