Yes. I will not ignore his crimes, but I will keep in mind he was never shown anything better.
[He rises from the couch, the new knowledge he acquired about Getaway's world weighing heavily upon him.]
From what I have heard, you and Getaway, and Tailgate, and Ravage, and everyone else who hails from your world, were victims of a cruel and unjust war. You have my condolences.
While it is helpful to understand Getaway, I'd advise you against pitying him. If you proceed to get close to him, he will hurt you. He'll hurt you in ways you didn't think possible.
He didn't just mutiny against his ship, the crewmembers of the Lost Light were butchered. Mutilated. Their minds used as toys. Their bodies sacrificed as fuel for his ambitions. There were horrors I hesitate to say out loud inflicted on that ship.
He is a monster of our own making, but he is, in fact, a monster. You will give him every opportunity to course correct. He won't.
[ and now Prowl does sip, looking solemnly at his glass. he should thank Ratchet some time for being so descriptive of Getaway's acts on the Lost Light. ]
Perhaps, in that way, it was foolish of me to hope otherwise. I don't wish to see you experience the same thing.
[Star Saber is hesitant as he begins speaking again.]
I would still like to try. I wish to make peace with the Decepticons of my world, and that means finding a way to deal with some of the worst scourges the cosmos has ever seen. If I cannot even reach to a troubled Autobot, what hope have I to reach out to the Decepticons?
[He smiles, a shaky smile devoid of his usual confidence.]
Thank you for clarifying everything to me, Prowl. Are any of the crew of the Lost Light aboard right now? I would like to speak to them, know more about Getaway's crimes and the impact they had.
[He can tell there might other motivation than just concern for Prowl's hesitation. Compared to his earlier demeanor, his behavior now is too pitch-perfect. But he won't question Prowl about it. He's already dug too deeply into Prowl's old wounds.]
I don't know what I can do to help soothe the pain that the war has left in your spark.
[As he admits this, he feels like he failed as a commander. Prowl is not under his command, nor even from his universe. Yet Ginrai, and all the Autobots back in his world, had trusted him to inherit the mantle of Autobot leaders past, to be a warrior of love and justice as they had. Now this "warrior of love" is powerless to help a suffering comrade, because he can only begin to comprehend the pain and horror of the Great War in another world.]
Though...I am currently setting up a religious study group, so everyone here can come together and take comfort in their faith. I think it would do you good if you could come to a meeting.
I appreciate the sentiment, but I've always leaned towards a secular view of things. I suppose you must find this ironic given I'd been at Optimus' side since the beginning. I am a logician, in the end.
[ A prayer circle sounds dreadfully boring. He still manages to be cordial, though. ]
Unless you are not bothered by an academic reading of your texts.
[He knows prayers alone are scant comfort, but he feels powerless to do anything other than pray that Primus will grant the suffering Autobots of this other world peace of mind.]
Of course not. I would appreciate your presence and your analysis very much.
[He makes ready to leave.]
Thank you for your insight. And...if you every need any help, please contact me,
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Yes. I will not ignore his crimes, but I will keep in mind he was never shown anything better.
[He rises from the couch, the new knowledge he acquired about Getaway's world weighing heavily upon him.]
From what I have heard, you and Getaway, and Tailgate, and Ravage, and everyone else who hails from your world, were victims of a cruel and unjust war. You have my condolences.
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While it is helpful to understand Getaway, I'd advise you against pitying him. If you proceed to get close to him, he will hurt you. He'll hurt you in ways you didn't think possible.
He didn't just mutiny against his ship, the crewmembers of the Lost Light were butchered. Mutilated. Their minds used as toys. Their bodies sacrificed as fuel for his ambitions. There were horrors I hesitate to say out loud inflicted on that ship.
He is a monster of our own making, but he is, in fact, a monster. You will give him every opportunity to course correct. He won't.
[ and now Prowl does sip, looking solemnly at his glass. he should thank Ratchet some time for being so descriptive of Getaway's acts on the Lost Light. ]
Perhaps, in that way, it was foolish of me to hope otherwise. I don't wish to see you experience the same thing.
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I...
[Star Saber is hesitant as he begins speaking again.]
I would still like to try. I wish to make peace with the Decepticons of my world, and that means finding a way to deal with some of the worst scourges the cosmos has ever seen. If I cannot even reach to a troubled Autobot, what hope have I to reach out to the Decepticons?
[He smiles, a shaky smile devoid of his usual confidence.]
Thank you for clarifying everything to me, Prowl. Are any of the crew of the Lost Light aboard right now? I would like to speak to them, know more about Getaway's crimes and the impact they had.
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I assume Tailgate already spoke to you as he did to me. Ratchet was the Lost Light’s CMO.
[ he pauses, letting the seconds drag as he looks onward with a well-practiced concern on his face. Feigned hesitation. ]
Riptide would also have much to say - but do approach the subject delicately with him. He appears to be rather affected by it still.
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[He can tell there might other motivation than just concern for Prowl's hesitation. Compared to his earlier demeanor, his behavior now is too pitch-perfect. But he won't question Prowl about it. He's already dug too deeply into Prowl's old wounds.]
I don't know what I can do to help soothe the pain that the war has left in your spark.
[As he admits this, he feels like he failed as a commander. Prowl is not under his command, nor even from his universe. Yet Ginrai, and all the Autobots back in his world, had trusted him to inherit the mantle of Autobot leaders past, to be a warrior of love and justice as they had. Now this "warrior of love" is powerless to help a suffering comrade, because he can only begin to comprehend the pain and horror of the Great War in another world.]
Though...I am currently setting up a religious study group, so everyone here can come together and take comfort in their faith. I think it would do you good if you could come to a meeting.
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[ A prayer circle sounds dreadfully boring. He still manages to be cordial, though. ]
Unless you are not bothered by an academic reading of your texts.
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Of course not. I would appreciate your presence and your analysis very much.
[He makes ready to leave.]
Thank you for your insight. And...if you every need any help, please contact me,