Cyclonus | TFA

[Within no time at all, Cyclonus came walking in, his expression neutral as it always was.]

"Apologies for my delay, sir. It will not happen again."

[Cyclonus loosens the grip around his swords and lets them fall back into place in their hilts.]

"His ward?"

[His lips form a line, before he grunts and bows deeply.]

"Then I apologize for my treatment of you, Ward Alice. It seems I was too brash in my judgment."

What is your affiliation with Break Out?
[His optics narrow into fine slits as he grips his swords.]

Yes, petulant wyrm. Hells. Plural. As in many.

Who in the hells are you calling grumpy? You flesh addelled rodent!

Digital sketch of two characters interacting by touching hands.

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Screaming at the top of my lungs
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[Cyclonus says nothing as he follows with Starscream, keeping an even pace so LongArm could walk with them.]

"Glorious, indeed."

[He glances back, looking at @longarmprime.bsky.social ]

[His helm turns in their direction, and his frown deepens. He says nothing before he resumes what he was doing before.]

[His optics soften and he inclines his helm respectfully.]

"Still the charmer. I am delighted to see you well. You are... a Decepticon now?"

[He glanced them over, searching for their sigil.]

[He smiles, wondering if the other mech knew he could see the three dots and 'typing' warning that popped during live responses.]

'You are most welcome, Soundwave. I eagerly await our meeting.'

[He intakes audibly, his optics wide.]

"STRIKA IS HERE?"

[Cyclonus is grinning, his fangs glinting as he clenches his fists with excitement.]

"I anticipate this meeting of fates."

[Cyclonus had his HUD open to deal with the surprising influx of responses. It seemed many wayward Decepticons gravitated to this planet.]

'Soundwave? You must be quite the aspirant to have achieved such a valued position in Megatron's Grand Army.'

[Wincing as the familiar voice shouts into his audial, Cyclonus rumbled amusedly.]

"Lugnut, how I have missed your voice. I am with Commander Starscream and - ...our favorite shape-changer as we speak. We will be heading to the base shortly.

Will I be seeing you there?"

'How dare you answer this call, naysayer. I do not wish for welcomes, but for your corpse adorning my blade.'

[When the wind blows and the leaves rustle, Cyclonus pauses.

He stands still, helm tilted, before it turned and the mech stared in Prowl's direction.

Red optics narrowed as he glanced at the treetops, before deciding it must have been the wind and returned to his conversation.]

[Vega's voice causes the towering Decepticon to freeze.

Turning swiftly, the old Knight breaks into a wide grin, the corners of his optics crinkling with delight.]

"By the gods! Vega!"

[He drops down to one knee and offers his arm in greeting.]

"How my spark warms in your presence."

[Nose crinkling, Cyclonus stares a beat too long at the cryptic message. But he does not reply.]

Would you be interested in attending?"

[His words lift from their usual low drag into something hopeful.]

"If it is not too much trouble, of course. I would be remiss if we spent centuries away only for us to part now."

[Cyclonus' optics glint with pride when Shockwave blossoms from LongArm's form. He allows a long moment to pass before he releases Shockwave's arms.]

"Wise as always, kin."

[Lingering his optics, the old Knight finally motions towards Starscream.]

"I intend to hold an audience with Lord Megatron-

'I do not know of your name, stranger. If you are truly my kin, we will meet at the Decepticon base of operations.'

"...Shockwave?"

[Turning from Starscream, Cyclonus cycled his optics wider. He stares, stunned, before he closes the distance between them and clasps the mech's arms with his own.

A greeting of a Knight.]

"Hadeen's light blesses this day. It pleases me to see you online and well, old friend."

[His smile falters as Goofy's response once again captures his attention. Inquisitive, he replies;

'I see. If it is at the behest of Megatron, then surely he has reason. I will find you when I arrive at this base location so we may speak further, kin.'

"This is good news, Commander Starscream."

[He gives a brief grin, flashing a set of large fangs.]

"Would you be so kind as to take me to him? Our reunion is long overdue."

[Taking a moment to end his HUD scrolling, Cyclonus stares down into Starscream's optics. His lips curved downward as his gaze intensified.]

"Lord Megatron? Here?"

[Cyclonus breaks optic contact to close his and exvent slowly. The jet's expression changes while his plates lose their tension.]
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[The old Knight stops his conversation with Starscream to stare into his HUD.

What a strangely worded response.]

'The pleasure is mine, kin. Are you currently imprisoned somewhere? I may be of assistance.'

[He stares at the message, confused.]

'Who?'

"Starscream?"

[With a twirl of his blade, the Knight sheathes his weapon. One fist to his chest, Cyclonus gives a bow of his helm before he straightens once again.]

"Fate has caused our paths to meet once again, Commander."

[He looks around.]

"Are you the only Decepticon here?"

[He draws his sword and points it towards Alice.]

"You are no Decepticon, wretch. Leave while I am feeling merciful."

[His voice heavily accented by the Ancient Cybertronian he speaks.]

"An abysmal world. Rife with organics."

[With a scoff, Cyclonus turns and touches the side of his helm, attempting to send out a signal to any receiving Decepticons.]

"Hear my call, my kin. I have arrived with glorious purpose."

[ The skies are dark when the purple, Cybertronian jet swoops in for a landing.

Transforming plates gave way to a flight-capable warframe. His armor has rich hues of purple and black. With glowing red optics and a perpetual scowl etched into his faceplate, the mech lifts his arm.]

"Earth."
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