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Hey, you guys.

[Sam sounds serious, but there's an anticipation at the edges of her attitude---something in the set of her shoulders, or the hand hovering, half-curled, over her collarbone.]

I've got everything I need, so I'll be ready to try to send a message soon.

[She straightens and smiles, pleased to say:]

As in, within the hour.

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[bigdaddydragon]

I shall be in touch shortly then.

[And with that he cuts the feed and sets off.]

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[10_20_15_5_50]

[She has time to nod and---oh. Time to nod is all, though she'll take the time, after the feed ends, to knock on wood. As with the entire endeavor, here's hoping.]

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[bigdaddydragon]

[It doesn't take long for Predaking to find the sort of thing that Sam was looking for and he tracks down the organic once he has. He's proud, in a way, to be able to help and it shows in the way he lifts his head once he's found her, almost puffing up in his pride.

He wants to help; that's all he wants and if he can do this maybe he can begin to make up for his past wrong doings.]

I believe I have found a suitable place for you to use, my friend.

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[‘In touch,’ he had said, and Sam had only expected her drone would sound with an incoming call when Predaking had finished his hunt. She hadn’t expected to hear vast wings beating at the air overhead, or the sheer staggering size of the dragon. To see him on-screen had been something (specifically, something she’d been poorly prepared for) but in person…? It takes an effort to start forward from standing awestruck.]

I can’t thank you enough. At home, none of this would’ve been difficult to do, but here, without help…?

[She shakes her head, looking down at the bottle the ritual requires as she rolls it between her hands.]

It would take me months to manage. That’s a long time to wonder ‘will it work?’ especially alone.

[She shrugs, and---feeling very small---straightens to look up at Predaking and offer the Cybertronian a smile.]

That said, I should say it’s nice to meet you properly, since it is.

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[bigdaddydragon]

[If he notices her shock he doesn't comment, honestly growing use to that sort of response at this point.

At least it wasn't fear.

The dragon lowered his head a bit, optics dimming as her gave her a partial bow.]

It was my pleasure to help and, as I said, I will continue to do so in whatever way I can, small one.

[A content rumble follows the words, his optics brightening once more.]

As it is nice for me to meet you as well.

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Given any opportunity, I'll return the favour as far as I'm able.

[That may not be much, but one never knows, and besides; with supplies sufficient to send three messages (and to try for more!) success will mean one for her people, one for his, and one for Wing's.]

I just wish the circumstances were a bit better, but, well...! We'll work at that. Suppose I should ask, to that end, where the spot you've found is.

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[bigdaddydragon]

[The dragon rumbled softly, lifting his head to peer off towards the East.]

Not far from here, at least if flight is the means of travel. I can show you, as that would be easier than trying to explain.

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[Sam nods.]

It's one thing to know the way, and another entirely to try to direct a person who doesn't. I'd rather see, save us some time.

If you might... not mind a lift?

[She offers the great Predacon a smile edged with some slight uncertainty; some stems from wanting anything but to impose (even if Predaking insists he is happy to help in any way he is able,) and some stems from the prospect of flight outside an airplane. Still, that is only 'some,' as she has been carried before, by Wing, and does not doubt the Predacon would be every bit as careful.]

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[bigdaddydragon]

I would not be opposed in the least, my friend.

[Because in his mind, that's what she is now. It prompts him to lower himself down, sinking one shoulder lower to the ground than the other in order to give her better access to climb up.

He's never truly had a passenger before but he'll make it work.]

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[Sam nods in appreciation, pausing and drawing a slow breath as Predaking shifts. After her tour with Wing, she'd almost? expected to be picked up and carried inasfar as she'd expected anything, but... she'll make it work.

She shoves the little letter-bottle into a pocket and scales the offered shoulder. The climb is easy enough---lots of handholds---as is finding a safe-seeming spot on the beast king's broad back, but oh! she will be white-knuckled the way.]

Alright. I've never done anything like this before... but I think I'm as ready as I'm ever going to get.

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[bigdaddydragon]

You have nothing to fear, Sam.

[His tone is gentle, an attempt at reassuring even as it still sounds like a growl. It was just the nature of predacons sadly.

Once she's settled and holding on, Predaking lifts himself up again, wings spreading and with a hard flap down and a push off the ground, he takes to the air. For a moment it's all straight up, the beast king climbing higher to be able to soar easier and once he's reached the height he's aiming for his wings spread out completely and he dips down just slightly to glide off in the direction of the river.]

You are well, small one?

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I do believe that. I just... haven't had a whole lot to do with heights.

[Even if Predaking can't see her, Sam smiles. Whatever his assurance sounds like, she sees his intent. The dragon may be a most formidable figure, but he's proven himself nothing if not exceptionally courteous... and kind.]

[Though she holds hard (and mouths 'hail Mary' as they ascend) Sam sounds almost at ease answering---almost, because this is incredible, and 'at ease' isn't 'awed'.]

Very well, now that I know what I ought to expect!

[Incredible? This is amazing.]