[The tiny spark travels, making a few laps around the circumfrence of the arena. Yes...Yes. It was here!
The gladatorial pits of Kaon.
The flight path of the spark is a little more erractic once again, as if happy. Excited. Everything had started here, hadn't it? Slowly, piece by piece the gaps of his memory were filling in. From the very start.
I am Orion Pax. I was here to see those gladiator matches.
The spark sinks back down, next to Megatron's shoulder, as calm and serene as he'd always been. The one constant every Cybertronian had, no matter what form.
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The gladatorial pits of Kaon.
The flight path of the spark is a little more erractic once again, as if happy. Excited. Everything had started here, hadn't it? Slowly, piece by piece the gaps of his memory were filling in. From the very start.
I am Orion Pax. I was here to see those gladiator matches.
The spark sinks back down, next to Megatron's shoulder, as calm and serene as he'd always been. The one constant every Cybertronian had, no matter what form.
This...was where it all started.]