Vell, this is quite annoying on my behalf, isnt it? The voice was notably peculiar. To those familiar with the planet Terra, then they may be able to recognise that the feminal vocal frequency possessed a distinct Russian lilt; as was one of her tokens, it arrived through an open transmission throughout this strange place--within range of her position, at least--as a silken purr like a glissade of molten metal. Im not entirely sure /how/ I arrived, but this Cybertron--I presume?--differs in appearance to the one Im familiar vith. Apparently making the impossible perfectly possible, her tone managed to descend further into the meltingly husky range. If anyone vould be so gracious to lend aid to a lost femme, coordinates are as follows. Following a databurst containing said information, she placed a standby on her end in await of any response.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 22:59:09 +0000
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