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Lissar is settled at a table reading a small stack of mechanic's manuals. It's light reading for her, and she's had a fairly long (if enjoyable) couple of weeks. It's good to take a little time off for reading.

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Ace looks...

Tired, actually.

Not often that happens anymore.

"'Lo, Lissar." Still with her cocoa though. Some things don't change.

"Good day, Ace." softly, "Join me and bide a while?"

She curls up into one of the table's chairs, sipping her cocoa.

"How goes? That trapper mine blow itself up yet?"

Ace lives in hope.

"No, Ace, he is not blown up." wryly, "He rests at home today."

"Pity." She huffs. Ace is so not a fan of that particular pet. Could be because of how they met. Or she could just be prejudiced.

The meeting most likely didn't help.

"So, whatcha been up to then?"

"Working on mechs when I am home, being a public side of the Autobots when I must." she laughs softly, shaking her head, "Another world, and still I smile and wave."

"Elbow, elbow, wrist, wrist?" She asks, miming the words with the classic beauty pageant wave.

Often, yes. At least I am generally with my beloved. No-one expects Ironhide to wave.

"He has time for public appearances? Gotta love a bloke who can multitask efficiently." See Ace being good? Do you see? She ought to get a reward or something.

"If our Prime says go, we go." Lissar says fondly. She loves Optimus, too. "It is the least we can do."

The 'our Prime' comment is a sore temptation, but... do you see her being good there? Honestly.

"Oh, I very much doubt that, but as y'will."

Well. You're someone Rad has not seen in a while.

"Hello there, Lissar!"

And he's pleased to see you, too.

"Good day, Rad." Lissar says, waving a hand in invitation, "It has been some time."

"It has." Pause. "If not business on Cybertron then I have the Witwickys to keep me busy."

Quite busy.

"How have you been?"

"Also busy, assisting Ratchet as best I may." she loves her work, she really does, "And Demyx is quite settled."

Nothing like a job that's enjoyable. Everyone should be so lucky to have one they love.

"Who's that? I don't remember his name. Her name?"

Or it got forgotten in the holiday shuffle.

It happens.

"His." Lissar says, "Demyx is my brother, in all but blood."

"Oh. Your family is getting bigger and bigger, isn't it?" Pause. "He lives in your world now?"

"He does, and has for months." simply, "He needed me."

"Has it been months now? I'd thought only a couple of weeks had gone by."

He says this mostly to himself, and mentally kicks himself for forgetting that time here operates differently than it does for each individual patron's universe.

Really, he should be used to such anomalies by now.

"And you took care of that need, and got a soul sibling in return. Sounds like you both are blessed."

"Indeed." she says with a small nod, "He has landscaped the back yard."

"How so?" Pause. "Do you have pictures?"

He's seen some pretty artistic yardwork himself, since coming to Earth.

"...No?" Pictures of her back yard? Weird, to her.

Still getting used to the camera thing?

"Oh. Thought that maybe someone had taken photographs of it."

Some other time, then. Maybe if he's lucky and gets to visit the Bay-verse world again he'll see it.

Wasting time taking pictures of a yard.

"Not that I know of."

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