Date: 2014-11-27 11:34 pm (UTC)
lastonepercent: By <user name="sparklight"> (Neutral; body)
As far as surprise diplomatic meetings went, this one had gone surprisingly well.

It had been a long, long time since Optimus Prime had the chance to try his hand at the traditional Primancy roles, and welcoming surprise neutrals into their midst had quickly put them to the test. The command staff was scurrying and the rumors already flying before Optimus escorted them to the biggest briefing room they had.

Along with the Prime, Magnus, Ironhide, Ratchet, Jazz, Prowl, and Mirage had gathered on the opposite side of the huge meeting table. Technically, Mirage was not originally intending on slipping in with the upper ranking commanders, but having been engaged by one of the finely-gilded diplomats in conversation, he had been invited to stay.

Prime's private comm making it an request (and Jazz's, making it an order) had ensured his inclusion.

The diplomatic envoy from Paradron had been pleasant enough, if professionally distant - and somewhat cool. Even they, on their forgotten colony world, had heard of the unending war between Autobot and Decepticon. It was wise for them to be wary, even if it made the Prime's spark twinge with shame.

"-but the ongoing conflict is not why we have come." The envoy's leader finished, her hands out wide. For all that the Paradrons obviously lacked in the weaponry department, she was an enthralling speaker.

"To reconnect with our lost brethren and learn the state of...homeworld affairs is our humble goal. Our worlds have been disconnected for too long." It was only a sight pause, but it had been telling. Wise of the noncombatants to be worried, but the Prime would be more worried about the other ship last detected heading toward Decepticon territory.

"I agree," rumbled Optimus, to the varied, softer sounds of accent or muted doubt from his command staff. "It would be a pleasure to reconnect and regain bonds with other Cybertronians." He gave them a pleased bow of the helm, and was relieved to see the gesture returned in kind.

"What sort of reconnectin' do you have in mind?" Jazz asked. His smile was brilliant and friendly enough, but Optimus could see the glitter of consideration in his Special Ops commander's visor.
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