7 - Video / Action for Violet

[show_my_cannons]

[This should probably be a familiar scene by now, Jhoto. The inside of a Pokemon Center, with someone sprawled out and unconscious in bed, their attentive pokemon watching them the entire time. In this case, it's Egg, curled up in an armored ball, and looking up at his trainer every so often.]

[But nothing seems to be happening. If anything, Egg probably switched the 'gear on by accident, or someone else passing by did. The Lairon huffs, and lays his head back down.]

[...]

[Then, the big, scarred man on the bed starts to stir, muttering something groggily, and holding up a hand to examine it. He scowls.]

[And the feed cuts out -- thanks to Egg scrambling to his feet to greet Ironhide again.]

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[voice]

[usedfakestache.livejournal.com]

Our priest back at the 4077th. He was the one in charge of the souls, I just dealt with the physical stuff.

[voice]

[show_my_cannons]

It... is physical. Sort of.

[He takes a breath, working out how best to explain all this.] A spark is like a heart, Ratchet said. And soul. It separates us from mere machines. Keeps us alive.

Makes us who we are.

[voice]

[usedfakestache.livejournal.com]

So it's kind of like... a mechanical soul?

No offense if I get this horribly wrong but it feels like I need to understand how this works just a little bit. I don't mean to be intrusive, it just comes with the whole doctor thing. Occupational hazard, you could say.

[voice]

[show_my_cannons]

I... guess?

I am not the best one to be asking about this. If my medic were here... [But he isn't. And Ironhide just lets that trail off.] Hmnf. It is physical -- a thing in your chest. It... keeps us alive. Makes us who we are. Without our spark, we are only shells, big piles of empty metal.

If it ever goes out... or is... destroyed... you are lost. A casualty.

[voice]

[usedfakestache.livejournal.com]

[Give him a moment to think on this. It's not really important but at the same time it is, if only on the account that it could be important later on. Life and death, heart and soul... it's been a pretty constant theme over the last few years. ]

Y'know... the more we talk about this the more I think that there's really no difference at all. I mean, the componants are different but the purpose is the same whether it's flesh and blood or metal and screws.

It's a pretty common belief that the human heart is the home for the soul and if you lose either of them... well, that's it. Mechanics aside, I don't think we're that different at all.

[voice]

[show_my_cannons]

[He regards the screen quietly for a minute or two. He's not a 'bot who's particularly good with words, so he just shakes his head, a little bemused.]

Not so different.

... Optimus would have agreed.

[voice]

[usedfakestache.livejournal.com]

'Optimus'? [One of these days he'll get used to unusual names] Friend of yours?

[voice]

[show_my_cannons]

Optimus Prime.

... He was. My friend... my leader.

[voice]

[usedfakestache.livejournal.com]

...sounds like the kind of guy you wouldn't mind following.

[voice]

[show_my_cannons]

He was. We all would have given our lives for him.

[voice]

[usedfakestache.livejournal.com]

I've know a couple of guys like that myself. It's uh... a pretty indescribable feeling.

You wanna tell me more about him?