Embyr smiled as much as her rusted lips would allow... -- The Cybertronian Senate

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Date Posted: 12:20:02 07/05/01 Thu
Author: Lady Embyr
Subject: Embyr smiled as much as her rusted lips would allow...
In reply to: Senator Decius 's message, "He considered the message." on 05:24:40 07/05/01 Thu

Her instincts had been right about her fellow Decepticon Senator; he WAS a smart one. Perhaps she yet had a chance. Perhaps, just perhaps, her myriad journeys had not been for naught.

The scattering after the Great War had been more devastating than the loss itself in some ways. And that those Decepticons who remained or returned to Cybertron had conceded to the downsizing...Embyr was a purist at heart, and like many Decepticons, blamed Autobots for the existence of Maximals and Predacons. Of course, there were just as many Autobots out there, on forgotten colonized worlds or distant starbases, that reacted to the advent of the smaller robot age with the same incredulity and disdain. Not even an agreement of that magnitude could unite old rivalries though. For some that is. Embyr herself had survived the various trials life had subjected her to by sheer force of will and pragmatism. If she could learn from an old file or text, even if it WAS written by an old Autobot subcommander, she would not spurn the potential benefit she could reap.

Decius seemed reasonable enough, and while not quite as old as her, he perhaps shared her traditional values. She could only hope that he shared her pragmatism and open mind as well. If his reply was any indication, he did.

She transmitted her response:

�Decius.
Your instincts do this old warrior proud. Better times may yet be revisited.
I await your arrival with great anticipation One hour it is then.

Until then,
Embyr.�

Embyr powered down her optics and pondered her better days. �Same wavelength� indeed...

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