[Audio - Backdated to not long after the event ends]

[neverputincharge]

[When the audio comes on, he sounds tired, and just neutral, to the point. Just done with this scrap.]

Headed to the bar, anybody wanna join me?

[Hi guys, how are you? He's back. Alcohol right now sounds like the best idea, obviously.

But yes, answers or not, he's headed for the bar. Cause he needs a drink right now after what happened, and what the group had to do.]

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[neverputincharge]

[He snorts at that in humor.]

Not afraid of heights. [Space heights might be a different story, though.] Wouldn't be good at construction if I was.

I dunno, I've always been a grounder, and look at me. I'm definitely not jet material.

[notyourblueangel]

[A low chuckle.]

You'd be surprised what could be turned into a jet with a powerful enough turbine. You'd just not be doing any Seeker aerial-batics any time soon.

[He quiets at that, staring into his empty cube for an instant. He should probably talk to Jadewing first – and Wing, technically – but . . . he'll deal with the youngling and the knight later. His voice is quiet, almost solemn, when he speaks next, gaze still on his cube.]

Speaking of Seekers . . . Bulkhead, have you ever heard the term "trine"?

[neverputincharge]

[He snorts softly in amusement.]

Yeah, I can believe it, specially if Optimus could get off the ground with a jet pack.

[He wasn't the most aerodynamic thing, though. But it some how worked. But he enjoys the quiet company. For now that quiet is nice after all the crazy, and he takes a sip from his half empty cube. But his gaze looks back to TC at the question.]

Nah, never heard of it. Didn't first encounter seekers till closer to the war, cause they were always a higher class. [The awesome energon seekers and all that.]

LOL headcanon ahoy

[notyourblueangel]

[Thundercracker keeps focused on his cube, nodding. He doesn't know how things were in Bulk's version of their world, but on his own, before the war, most Vosnians had little if anything to do with anyone from outside of their caste and city-state. When Vos was destroyed, the survivors named themselves Seekers, vowing to search out and decimate those who had caused the fall of their great home. Now, anyone built with their body-type was called a Seeker - like Jadewing - but the original Seekers...]

[Thundercracker mentally shakes the thoughts from his mind. To this day, his people held to their rage, vengeance, and sense of superiority, but what had it ever gotten them?]

[His voice is low as he explains.]

Seekers are pretty social, at least from my reality. Most won't admit it, but...we need others around. We don't do well on our own. Seekers have always tended to form bonds - usually in threes, hence "trine", but it can be any number, really. I had a trine back home that I'd been with for . . . eons, since the very earliest days of the war. Jadewing was assigned trinemates when he and the other two were built and pressed into service. We each lost our trines when we came here. Jade and I kind of became like trine when he arrived. We'd kind of known each other back home - he was one of the new-sparked grunts; I was a high-ranking, veteran officer. We were also the only Seekers in all of Haven. Well, except for that Starscream who lived with Jetfire and never came out of his lab.

After the mess with Unicron, before people tried going home and we all wound up here, I . . . decided I wanted a proper trine again. I asked Jadewing, of course. And Wing - both Wings. And . . . Blurr. I guess because he could fly with that one boon of his. But . . . he was also my first friend, the first person to reach out to me, the first one I came to truly trust in . . . a really long time. Too long.

[He runs a hand over his face, putting the cube aside.]

Blurr's . . . Blurr's gone now. Maybe he'll be back, maybe not. I don't know. But . . . it made me realize, I hadn't really thought about it before, that trine doesn't require flight capability. Not really...

[He glances up at Bulkhead, not sure if he should even go on or not. By the look on his face, this is something that means a LOT to him, even if he's talking casually about it on the surface.]