Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2019 16:53:27 GMT
Location: City of Uraya
Uraya was a bustling, business-like district. It had been one of the center most places aside from Kaon where Decepticon recruits had come from, and was the first place Starscream could think of to go. Having escaped the Kaon Prison Conplex, he couldn’t remain in a place far too many might recognize him. Even if he had lost his memory, he was well aware what the Decepticon capital is, or was. Was it even the Decepticons’ anymore per se? That was one thing he didn’t know for certain.
At the present, only enough of his memories remained in tact he recalled the cities and early parts of the war, but now everything was...changed. It was almost like the war had never happened at all and the station was utterly gone. What had happened to it? Where were the forces Megatron had spent tedious weeks to gather? What had all gone so wrong? The seeker was genuinely...lost, mentally, finding himself wandering Uraya in a slight daze due to just awakening from a coma and trying to understand the world around him. Granted, he knew where he was, just not how he was there. Any time he tried to access his memory files, he was given a splitting helm ache, forcing him to accept he may never get those memories back.
Unfortunately, he did not need a medic to know something signitificant had thoroughly fried his neural circuitry.
Taking a deep breathe and exhaling through his vents, he finally stopped on a particularly busy corner, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. ‘Alright Starscream, just calm yourself, you can figure this slag out, you’re a scientist, you can do this.’ He told himself, finally glancing towards some of the shops, realizing his energy was rather low from the quick escape he had to make a few days ago. His energy had been rather low then, now being forced to move on foot and zeroing in on the nearest energon cafe to make his way to.
However, he seemed rather tense and watchful of what was going on around him, ever aware that some would undoubtedly recognize him.
Uraya was a bustling, business-like district. It had been one of the center most places aside from Kaon where Decepticon recruits had come from, and was the first place Starscream could think of to go. Having escaped the Kaon Prison Conplex, he couldn’t remain in a place far too many might recognize him. Even if he had lost his memory, he was well aware what the Decepticon capital is, or was. Was it even the Decepticons’ anymore per se? That was one thing he didn’t know for certain.
At the present, only enough of his memories remained in tact he recalled the cities and early parts of the war, but now everything was...changed. It was almost like the war had never happened at all and the station was utterly gone. What had happened to it? Where were the forces Megatron had spent tedious weeks to gather? What had all gone so wrong? The seeker was genuinely...lost, mentally, finding himself wandering Uraya in a slight daze due to just awakening from a coma and trying to understand the world around him. Granted, he knew where he was, just not how he was there. Any time he tried to access his memory files, he was given a splitting helm ache, forcing him to accept he may never get those memories back.
Unfortunately, he did not need a medic to know something signitificant had thoroughly fried his neural circuitry.
Taking a deep breathe and exhaling through his vents, he finally stopped on a particularly busy corner, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. ‘Alright Starscream, just calm yourself, you can figure this slag out, you’re a scientist, you can do this.’ He told himself, finally glancing towards some of the shops, realizing his energy was rather low from the quick escape he had to make a few days ago. His energy had been rather low then, now being forced to move on foot and zeroing in on the nearest energon cafe to make his way to.
However, he seemed rather tense and watchful of what was going on around him, ever aware that some would undoubtedly recognize him.