Somewhere in the solar system, not too far from Earth when seen in a larger perspective, a cityformer is flying through space, heading towards the coordinates given to him by the Autobot jet he talked to earlier. It's a quiet journey, as space travels are wont to be, two of his drones in the command center and the last one strapped down to avoid floating around uselessly in the zero-gee.

Approaching the other Autobot, the jet showing up clear on his scanners, he sends him a polite ping to alert him of his presence, not that a citymech is ever subtle when it comes to sneaking up on someone. Anticipating that the jet will want to come inside, he sends one of his sentinent drones down to the hangar bay to meet him, the gunner nodding lightly to his sibling unit before kicking off through the doorway and towards the intended rendezvous point. It's a quick trip in the absence of gravity, the drone obviously used to it and able to navigate through the city's hallways with ease, knowing every turn and access point like it was his own body - or an extension of it, more like.

Scanners still focused on the jet, Metroplex waits patiently for a reply, the car-drone watching the other's progress on a monitor. They'er curious about the Aerialbot, and pleased to have some company after a long journey by their lonesome. It isn't everyday you meet up with jets in unfamiliar territories of space, after all.

Prime, I received your broadcast. Is the war really over?

I'm still in the outer perimeters of this solar system, but it won't be long till I reach the planet. If I can do anything for you, please don't hesitate to ask. That goes for the rest of the smallkin in the solar system as well.