#ariannafaebot

closed w/ @arianna-faebot

Diagnose walked down the halls of the hospital, chewing on the end of a stylus while reading the datapad he held in his other servo. It was a difficult case, and he was running the details of it over in his processor, trying to think of the best course of action. He was so distracted, he didn’t realize someone had walked through the doorway ahead of him until he almost ran into her. 

@arianna-faebot | (( Cont from here ))

Arianna smiled and hugged Optimus. “Thank you so much.” she leaned against him and looked over at the city. “It’s so beautiful.” She said. 

@arianna-faebot | (( Cont from here ))

Arianna looked away. “The autobots won. And there is no prime. My- I mean Optimus died before he could name a new one.” She said as she hugged herself. She missed her sire.

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(( “You Okay?” Meme (Accepting) ))

Optimus turned to see the faebot behind him. “Arianna. I am fine. Simply enjoying the cityscape, and the quiet.”

Iacon stretched out below them, lights shining in the night. The city was still busy, as cities always are, but it was quieter than the day. Optimus liked to watch the city, looking out over the completed the districts, as well as seeing the edge of the lights, where reconstruction was still going on. A reminder of what has been accomplished, and what they still needed to do.

@arianna-faebot | (( Cont From Here ))

::For the most part, it has. I get along with my co workers pretty well. There is one I can’t stand. They think they know everything even though they always do things the wrong way.::

::I can certainly understand that aggravation.:: Some days he wondered if any of the old Councilors actually knew what they were doing, or if they had just coasted in on their predecessor’s successes.