#iheedthecall

|The holoform materialized in his chair, legs crossed, with a glass of his own clasped in a servo. With a hum and a smile, Metroplex spoke|

Hello, Elita. It is a pleasure to once more be in your presence. If I am so bold to say, I would not miss on this reunion. How have you been, my friend?

♔. }

       Elita rounded her desk to a small prep station, heating up a special cube for herself --- not quite the high-grade she had been gifted, but for now it would suffice. She was still on the clock as it were.

❝ Neither would I old friend, it has been far too long, ❞ she answered coolly, taking her seat with the warmed cube in hand. A servo bunched delicate skirting that hung from her frame as she sat, dropping the expensive, shimmering material back down to the ground once in place.

❝ I have been well... ❞ Elita paused only to take a sip of the brew: half mid-grade, half low-grade, and without the sweetener she normally would use. Despite having refuelling off this brew for months she still couldn’t get past the bitter taste, and tinted lips curled for a brief moment.

Dearly. They were my family, and I fear that I will never see some of them again.

♔. }

       Days had turned to weeks, weeks to months, and she had accepted the passage of time — growing too busy with life to think about anything else other than work. But on a completely uneventful day she returned to her office after a Council meeting and found the trademark gift at the corner of her desk. Tinted lip components immediately tugged into a smile, she knew exactly whom had left it for her, EM Field radiating warmth of thankfulness and elation.

                                                                              It had been far too long.

❝ Surely you will not leave me to enjoy this on my own, old friend…? ❞ she quietly vented, hoping the metrotitan would hear.

Hello All!

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything here (Six years, big yikes) and as such I’ve fallen out of contact with everyone who’s still here. For that, my friends, I am truly sorry.

For anyone that remembers the good ol days, I’d love to get in touch with you all again, and if you all are willing, I’d love to wake up the big guy for some RP’s again.

For anyone who’s found this old titan along the way, I’d love to get to meet you, or your oc’s! (or your takes on main characters)

See you city side

Reviver started with a sharp cry, her plating flaring as she released a shock. Rapidly she spun around, alarm turning to apologeticness.

This hab-suite is all but forgotten, but Bee finds his way back. He wasn’t expecting to see the box.