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OOM: California.

One woman, seven dogs, and a smile. Lissar has a book from the library upstairs and is curled on the couch with Ash draped across her legs and the rest of the dogs spread out on the ground around her. Lissar is sunburned, and about as relaxed as she ever could be while in public. Her sunglasses are on the arm of the couch next to her. If she's to go back today she'll want them.

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"Ana." Lissar says, looking up and smiling slightly. Then wincing and reaching up to touch her sunburn, wryly. Skin like Lissar's does not like Southern California.

Her skin will have to lump it, Lissar herself loves the place. "How are you?"

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"SPF?" Lissar says with confusion, "I am burnt, yes. Ironhide rescued me from Cleveland," people TOTALLY NEED TO BE RESCUED FROM CLEVELAND "and we drove 'cross country. The sun in Southern California is not kind to me."

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"I touched a statue in Ace's closet." Lissar says wryly, "I would suggest touching nothing in Ace's closet. I shall look for such ointments; my thought had been to live life after dark and beg Ironhide take me places I must be in the light. His windows are very dark."

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"She is very kind. However the things within her home are...beyond description. Big and floppy hats." Lissar says, seriously, "That, too, is a good idea. Thank you."

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"Thank you." Lissar agrees, smiling, "I shall also ask Optimus Prime for suggestions. He is helping me to move into that world. It was by his grace that Ironhide was allowed to offer me a home."

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"Their leader, yes." Lissar agrees, "He is the only Autobot larger than Ironhide."

Lissar's probably familiar with the reversed THX sound by now, given that it happens every time one of the Autobots from Ironhide's world comes in. In this case, the sound is followed shortly thereafter by stomping footfalls. Ironhide can walk extremely quietly when he really tries. He just sees no reason to try around here.

She's not only familiar with it, she's developed the habit of perking her head up and looking around as soon as she hears it. Her smile blossoms when she sees the big black 'bot, and she raises one arm in greeting even as she relaxes just that hint more.

"There you are." Ironhide catches sight of the movement right away and heads in its direction. "Got something for you, Lissar."

Plain old greetings are for other people.

"Here I am." Lissar agrees, unfolding from the couch and coming toward him with curiosity in every line of her body. The majority of the dogs ooze away from him in that manner dogs have, but Ash has either decided that he's not that scary or she's just that tired and stays put on the couch. "You do? What could you have for me, beyond all that you have done already?"

"This is from Prime, who got it from the other humans on the base," Ironhide says as he extracts the package (http://autocommander.livejournal.com/1717.html) from one of his chest compartments. Captain Lennox's squad had special shirts made with the symbols of both the United States Army and the Autobots, to show how proud they were of working jointly with us. One was set aside for you."

Lissar is as still and silent, for a long moment, as a deer. Her eyes are wide and suspiciously moist, and she looks up at him, "I am not worthy, you know." her voice is matter of fact, "Of his regard, or yours, and especially not to be considered enough to wear your symbol. I shall strive to become worthy of it."

Ironhide just reaches out to lay a hand on Lissar's shoulder. "Far as I'm concerned, you already are," he says, maybe just a little proudly. "But there's nothing wrong with striving. Welcome aboard."

Lissar's opposite hand reaches to cover his, and she smiles up at him, "Then I shall accept. I shall thank him, as well, when next I see him. Were you in much trouble for my rescue?"

"Not as much as I thought," Ironhide admits. "Optimus said I need to notify him first next time. Or at least send a message when I'm on the road. He understood."

It is amazing to her, and twice amazing, and three times so. She never doubted that Ironhide would come for her, but that he did so without telling Optimus first? Amazing. That it was understood, amazing again. And the third time because it was mostly forgiven.

She has worth in the optics of heroes.

"I will do my best to not be responsible for a repeat." Lissar assures her large friend, "I have learned my lesson; nothing within Ace's closet should be touched that is not clothing."

"Good," says Ironhide. "Think I scared a couple of humans pretty badly when I was looking for you. I don't need to get that worried again."

He had never actually said that to her, you know. Worried. "You were worried?" she asks, resting her hand on him again, "I was not."

"First I didn't know where you were," says Ironhide. "Then Ace said you'd been lost in time. And then Bumblebee told me about the Nullspark keeping up his interest in you. Anything could've happened to you. I had no way of knowing..."

He trails off, shaking his head.

"We're gonna have to get you a cellular phone, to start with. If I gotta call in, so do you."

"A what?" Lissar asks, "Cell I know, but the rest of it makes no sense to me. I would have told you about what it said, had I seen you before I was sent to Cleveland. I would not worry you for all the gold in my father's castle."

"A telephone. A portable one. Humans use them to call other humans just about anywhere, and send messages. Sometimes they record sounds and pictures on them. The important thing is, if you have one, you can call us without having to look for us."

"That would have been very helpful." Lissar agrees, shaking her head, "I would like to be able to call on you. It, the Nullspark? Says that my fear alerts it to my presence."

Ironhide rumbles angrily for a moment, looking around in case using the title drew its attention, but there's no sign of that having happened. He turns back to Lissar. "We'll get you one. I'll ask one of the humans to show you how to use it. They're too small for fingers like mine to work."

Lissar has conflicting reactions to angry rumbling sounds coming from Ironhide. Eventually her body decides on one step to the left, out of the direct line of fire, but with her hand giving his arm a reassuring squeeze.

...Except in that bit where his arm doesn't squeeze worth a damn. The thought is there. "I will learn it, and carry it always."

He reins it in quickly; there's no point to reacting like that when it's not here to react to. "Good," Ironhide says. "Seems like the humans on Earth think they're pretty important, so it'll help you fit in with them, too."

"In so much as I can." Lissar agrees, "I have been told there is something which may help keep my skin from burning so rapidly." this is Lissar, fighting the urge to poke at her sunburn again. She didn't get them back home.

"Yeah, Sergeant Epps says they go through a lot of 'sunscreen'," says Ironhide. "We'll get you some. Does that burn need treatment or anything?"

"I have never had one before." Lissar says wryly, finally giving in the urge to touch her nose. It still hurts, yes. "I do not know the appropriate thing to do. It is not comfortable."

"Eh, I have no clue myself," says Ironhide. "Ratchet might. I was gonna try and ask the Bar for something. She seems to be able to get everything else, right?"

"It could not hurt." Lissar agrees, nodding, "I have never seen her refuse a request?"

"Right," says Ironhide. "I'll be right back."

When he returns, he's squinting at a tube full of clear, goopy stuff. "Looks like some kind of lube," he says dubiously, "but that's what she gave me. Here."

Not like the giant robot has any reason to know what aloe vera is.

Lissar accepts the tube and reads the directions before carefully spreading it over her burned nose and cheeks. "Oh! It sooths the burn." she explains to Ironhide, "I do not prickle so much, now. I shall keep this with me as well."

"Remind me to mention it to Ratchet, then, in case he doesn't already know," says Ironhide. "He's trying to learn human medicine in case he ever needs to use it."

"I shall do so." Lissar says...and then grins up at him, "If your vaunted memory fails, that is."

Hear that? That's Sergeant Epps' prerecorded snort. Ironhide gets a lot of mileage at that sound. "I'm not gonna forget, I just don't know if it'll come to mind when he's around," he says with exaggerated patience. "Come to think of it, though, you could tell him yourself. Bet he'd appreciate that, hearing it from a human."

Someday Lissar is going to meet Sergeant Epps, and her eyes will widen and she'll understand where Ironhide got the snort. "So you say, my venerable friend. I shall do so."

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