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[madgoddess]

you call upon Quintessa, the Prime of Life "Whether you are a creation of mine or not, you are welcome here..." ( . audio | video | text | action . )

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[tenthtimeisthecharm]

[Velocity knocks on the door to the crystal garden with the knuckles of one hand before stepping in. She holds up a cub of green energon, her favorite flavor]

Hello? Quintessa? I brought you some energon on my way back through the commissary, if you need some? I thought it- well, I thought maybe we could have a talk, actually. We haven't got a chance to since before I returned from the last mission with Cal and Rodimus and Megatron, and-

[She wilts a little]

And a lot went on, but I, um. I was curious if you had any stories about Solus Prime? You threatened to tell her about me the one time, and I figured you wouldn't have done that if you didn't know her personally?

[madgoddess]

[ Quintessa is "pruning" some of the crystal structures in the garden, but her manner is relaxed and she stops when Velocity knocks. ]

Thank you Velocity, that's very kind of you. Come, sit with me.

[ A number of people drop by now for such conversations, so Quintessa's put in a proper mech-sized seating area with staggered benches, allowing people to choose whatever one best suits their conversation partner's level. She accepts the green cube and sips from it while Velocity explains her request. The bit at the end however, causes her expression to wrinkle slightly in perplexity. ]

Of course I know— does your universe's Thirteen not include Quintus Prime?

[tenthtimeisthecharm]

"It does," Velocity confirmed, her fingers knitting together into a nervous, tangled knot, "but... But so many of the stories we have are filtered through the years and people's expectations and religious beliefs that there's no real way of knowing what any of you were like as people, you know? Um. Are. You know what I mean..."

She drew up her legs, hands pulled tight against her chest behind them. "Sorry, I just... I've been thinking about a lot of things, and... and the idea of her being mad at me like someone who genuinely knows me and cares about me is different than the idea of some distant figure. If that makes any sense..."