The stillness outside of Iacon that follows a battle is broken by a piercing beam of light that descends from the sky. For those who look for the source, the light illuminates a portion of a smooth, organic seeming ship, while silhouetting the rest from distinction. For those who look to where it lands, huddled amidst the light are two silhouettes. At first they aren't distinguishable, but as the light bleeds away into nothingness, the form of First Aid and Swivel are made clear; Swivel with her arms wrapped tightly around First Aid, the end of a sentence being spoken "...ave n' so glad we're not dead coz I dun wanner be dead an'... ooooh... looki, we're back on Cybertron!" Silently, and swiftly, the ship known as Deet moves on.
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