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[There are a million things wrong here, and Chromedome finds himself thinking of every single one of them. Was he kidnapped? Is his hallucinating? Perhaps he's been captured and having his mind messed with... though he's been paying attention to the little details, and they don't fit in with any mnemosurgery he knows. Yes, he's panicking just a ~~lot~~ little, but he manages to keep it to himself. For now.

He gathers that he's in some sort of organic colony, which is strange in itself. Still, he knows better than to run around where easily excitable organics can see him. Trying to duck behind buildings and stay out of sight is a hard thing when you're twenty-something feet tall. Eventually he gives up on that and figures out how to work this odd network device.

Casual as ever, he leans casually against a building and speaks as casually as he casually can.]

Hello! I'm Chromedome, I seem to have lost the ship I'm on and everyone on it. Any help retrieving them will be rewarded with hugs and friendship. So if anyone from the Lost Light is here I'd definitely like to hear your voice right about now.

Oh, and questions like "Where am I," and "What am I doing here" should probably be answered. As a general rule, it's never a good thing when you have to ask those questions.

One final thing: Yes, I am a giant robot. Nice to meet you.

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You fleshlings definitely don't have anything to worry about, I can only do this on Cybertronians. Don't even ask me to try it on an ordinary machine, because I can't do that. Seriously, don't ask me.

[He shrugs carelessly and his needles disappear.]

The only way my needles can be a threat to organics is if I tried stabbing you. Which would suck for everyone because I'd have to spend hours cleaning all your fluids and flesh off of them.

Morals and ethics are a thing too of course.

[Phantom Girl makes a small gulping noise as she settles lightly back on his palm. ...Being able to go through things had certain advantages; not getting impaled by needle fingers being rather foremost among them.]

...I'll try not to leave any fluids and flesh scattered around if I can help it. It's bad for my complexion - and I'm already pretty pale.

[Phantom Girl promptly sits down on his palm without asking because, honestly, palms weren't the steadiest things to stand on top of.]

It kind of sounds like a skill you'd rather not have learned. ...I know the war was like, a kajillion years or so, but... How long were you involved?

If you don't mind me asking.

[Chromedome curls his fingers ever so slightly, as if somehow afraid she'll fall off or something. Which is a stupid thing to worry about considering what he knows about her.]

I was there for the whole four million. In fact, you can even say that I probably wouldn't have gotten the chance to learn Mnemosurgery if the riots and rebellions hadn't started. At the beginning I thought my skills were being used for the greater good, that I was doing something to help my side. I totally believed I was doing the right thing...

Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't. I want to leave it in the past now, but it's hard to do.

[She slowly lifts her head until her gaze meets Chromedome's; at the same time, her jaw drops almost

You've been alive for four million years? Do we use the same mathematical notation? Million is like, six zeros, right? One-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-ze -- wait that's seven no, but --

Four million?!

How did you not go insane or something?

We Cybertronians are very long lived. At least compared to you organic species. Four million is, I don't know, pretty normal for us. I mean, how else can a civil war go for that long?

[He doesn't answer the question regarding his sanity. That right there is a very touchy subject.]

((I appear to have deleted a large part of my response somehow, augh. =( ))

Four million years is longer than civilized life has been known in my universe. ...It's almost longer than the evolution of the first sapient species!

[Phantom Girl continues to look dumbfounded for a few moments.]

That's incredible. You must be like, a mega-ultra-genius or something by now. I can't even remember four years ago that well.

[He'd be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying her reaction.]

Hmm genius? I'm smarter than a lot of people, but I'm hardly a genius. We Cybertronians have just been around for a while. My partner Rewind is actually a lot older than I am.

Please. You have to be at least...

[Phantom Girl does some quick inaccurate mathematics.]

300,000 times as smart as me. ...Or at least, remember 300,000 times as many things. ...Not that that's necessarily a good thing.

Wait, so can you actually... you know. Die? Or is that not a thing that happens to robots?

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