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[nottabeater]

I... just need to write something down, I guess. Something happened, and I'm not sure... I....

So sad. We all are. Some are mad. Honey's all confused and isn't sure what's going on. Neither am I, really.

Jazz is dead.

Not my sparkmate... the other one. The funny big brother one that I tried so hard to save during the war. And now he's gone.

;_;

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Re: no more texty

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I know," she mumbled, sitting cross-legged.

Re: no more texty

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

Bee lays her head on the bed. Her voice is low and staticy as she says, "What if they do it again?"

Re: no more texty

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She scooted over to kiss her cheek.

"Then you'll figure somethin' out. It'll be okay. Y' got a Nexus full of help."

Re: no more texty

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... people here too." Her hand gently closes over Honey's little one. She's not afraid for herself; she's a soldier. But the thought of something happening to her sparkling scares her stupid.

Re: no more texty

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She nodded, glancing back and forth between the two. "Maybe y'all oughtta stick in the Ay Vee Field."

Re: no more texty

[nottabeater.livejournal.com]

Bee ponders that, then hides her face on the bed. "We'll be alright. We know about the threat now. Prime'll know what to do."