Still kneeling in the now-glowing energon, it was too bad Mirage's back was turned toward Cliffjumper. He missed the unexpected - highly unusual - display entirely. But his field twitched the slightest bit; he could feel the faint whisper of something happening behind him, but was helpless to turn and check, bond to hold fast until the end of the rite.
Indeed, Mirage did not make to move again until after the floating motes dissipated, voice falling silent, and leaving a peaceful, ringing silence in the air after them.
Then he slowly spun around and bowed to the ambassador and the crowd in turn- and reached back, bowing to Cliffjumper as well, with a hand held out in offering.
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Date: 2016-01-16 11:15 am (UTC)Indeed, Mirage did not make to move again until after the floating motes dissipated, voice falling silent, and leaving a peaceful, ringing silence in the air after them.
Then he slowly spun around and bowed to the ambassador and the crowd in turn- and reached back, bowing to Cliffjumper as well, with a hand held out in offering.