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The Return [Visual]

[On the scrolls of those who would listen, is a face that some have seen but few have gotten to know. He carries his usual stern visage, though his mind seems somewhat occupied. Not concerned, or at least not overly so ... Perhaps ... relieved? However, this is but a flash, and following that, he is firmly focused on the task at hand.]

To those I have not yet met, my name is Optimus Prime. To those I have ... I would like to apologize for my absence and any concern that it may have caused. I am uncertain as to why, but for now I was briefly returned to my home. Whatever the case my be, I have returned

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Arcee? What is your sta-- ... [He pauses a moment. Though it seemed so standard before to him, it seemed a strange. Clinical. Instead, he asks a different question. He knows that she worries, and causing her undue distress is the last thing he wants. So he simply asks ...]

How are you?

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[It's been awhile since everyone disappeared suddenly, Arcee eventually had to come to terms with the fact that she was alone. Again. Marty returning gave her hope, but it seemed like she really would've been the only one from their world wandering around this brightly colored land.

So, as anyone can imagine, seeing Optimus again made her heart race. With his, erm, status back home, she always knew Equestria would be the last she'd see of him. At least in a form she can converse with, she doesn't really count his "always there" jargon.

Marty had mentioned he went back home, so...did that mean Optimus went home, too? What...what did he even go home to?]

I'm...

[She doesn't even know what to say, someone's a little overwhelmed right now.]

How are you?

I am ... [he pauses a moment, and then a light smile graces his features, and from his eyes it is easy to tell that it is not simply him putting on a brave front. He is happy.] I am fine, Arcee.

[The smile fades, shifting into a look of concern at her overwhelmed expression.]

Though I believe you may wish for more than that as an explanation. I am on my way to the apartment so we may discuss this, and so that I may answer any of your questions.

[It's true, she does, and she can't wait for him to get back to the commune room. There are just so many questions right now, she feels as though she's close to exploding. It's him! It's really Optimus. He returned! When has she ever been so lucky to see someone return?

There's just one she needs to ask before letting him go.]

Optimus... where did you go?

This happens a lot with places like this. It's unpredictable, but...you get used to it.

...Twilight Sparkle. I don't think we exchanged names before.

Home, Arcee. I returned to Cybertron.

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[Well, yes, she sort of figured that.]

I know. ...Kind of. I guess what I'm trying to ask here is...as what?

Ah, so you vanished unexpectedly as well?

Most curious.

[Megatron doesn't sound all that concerned though.]

Your memories are intact then?

Oh, Sir Optimus, it's real good to have ya back! Ah know Miss Arcee an' the others will be happy to see ya!

For a brief moment, as the Allspark was restored to Cybertron along with my own, I ... could feel Cybertron, as though it were an extension of my body. It is a ... difficult sensation to convey.

[He shall however, try to find the words for another time. The archivist in him desires to see such a fascinating experience recorded.]

Following that moment however, as a spark. One of the multitude released from the well once Cybertron had been restored.

I see ... if you are aware, how common is this occurrence?

It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Twilight Sparkle.

Indeed. I was unaware that others had done the same.

[Nor does Optimus. It seems that these brief returns home are an occasional occurrence, though not a dangerous one. That question however, does raise an alarm in Optimus' mind.]

Yes, though I did not know that that was a potential concern.

More common than anyone would like. There's no set pattern or any way to predict it; it just...happens. Most places handle them as simple disappearances. Others...not so much. It depends on the location, but here? It's just unpredictable disappearances.

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