{{ i want angst with stormclash gotta think smthn up

{ juice boxes— bought. she has an addiction, but it could be worse. the sun is going to set soon, but she doesn’t feel like going back home. * 😔 🧃 }

maybe tomorrow… mmn, you too, fizzyyy… { knocked OUT, almost immediately. at least she doesn’t snore! }

then, yeah, i’d care about ‘em. i bet you’d make some really cool weapons too… ( 🥱 ) { sleepy mutterings, offering more of the blanket out for ironfist to have. }

hmm…? ‘course, why wouldn’t i? you probably work really hard at making them, don’t you? { she mumbles, reaching a servo to rub at her scarred optic. }

heheh. if it’s not too much trouble… i like how lax it is here. not as strict as it is back at the sector. { that’s partially why she enjoys it here, scooting a little closer. } you should show me those prototypes sometime. i’d like to see ‘em…

{ her visor flickers for a moment before lifting entirely— that’s much better to sleep with. passing ironfist a sleepy glance… he’s finally joined her! } mmn. done with your prototypes…?

{ think real long and hard as to why she keeps visiting you and only you, ironfist. a smartie like him could surely come to a conclusion or two. curling up… }

{ wiggling around again— it’s almost as if she knows he’s on the bed now, considering she’s shrinking the amount of space she’s taking up! lying on her side now. considerate sleepy gal. }

{ stormclash would enjoy that greatly, if he ever did. for now, she’ll settle for rolling around in his bed to get comfy. wiggle, wiggle, winding up on her tummy. }

{ he’s so coooool. too bad he can’t work with an audience, she would so love to see themmmm. * 😪 }

{ snoozing under ironfist’s blankets. snnzzz. }

oooo… you sure do like your weapons. { she grins, quick to take him up on his offer and plop down next to him, crossing one leg over the other. } hrmm, i don’t know their names— the one that got arrested before, big guy! and another purple one.

yeah! i was watching these two triple changers argue about something. then i thought you’d be better to talk to, so, here i am. { flashing a grin, hefting herself up to a stand! no lounging on his floor. } what’cha doing? reading?

{ flung onto the floor of his room, snickering as she moves to sit UP, rotors flickering in amusement. looking left, looking right… no pyro! } hiya, fizzy. i wanted to pay you a visit. ( 😌 )

{ WOAAAHH!! a wolf just left the base? how many teammates do they have in there? the shared rooms are already too much for her. at least you weren’t spotted, ‘copter, lowering herself down to take a peek into ironfist’s window… before whirling herself through the open slot. INCOMING!! }

{ two triple changers bickering… BOOOORINGGG. maybe ironfist is up and around? lifting off to head towards the wrecker base, incoming ‘copter! }

the ‘cons are at it again. wonder what they’re talking about down there. { peeking out from atop the building she’s perching on. people watching at its finest. }

{ twirling one of her rotorblades, bored out of her mind. not much to report on today. }

aw, thanks! you take it easy too, okay? and see you another time, ruben. { TOO cute! giving a similar wiggle of her rotors before turning on her heels to carry on her way. }

‘course! no need to thank me, just be careful with letting him out. he tried to hide, but, his tail kind of gives him away. he’s a cutie for sure. { waving at ruben. she doesn’t know what you are but, she likes you! }

( ❕ ) woah! hot shot, right? this is your bird? sorry for intruding, but, he was all the way out in the city. i wanted to make sure he’d get home safe and sound.

hmm? is this your home? wanna be put down…? { please don’t run in the opposite direction or anything like that. crouching down to allow ruben the freedom to walk, nearing the ship’s entrance. }

let’s see… we’ll be there super soon, little guy. i don’t have anything to give you until then, so, sit tight! { she should be seeing a house, building, or… something! not sure if this big ol’ ship counts, but that’s where the coordinates match! is this a trap. }

. . . i’ll take that as a yes! if not, you can bite me. i’ll understand. ( 🙂‍↕️ ) { hefting the little bird into her arms to hold, beginning to slot the numbers into her navigator as she walks. they’re heading in the right direction now, soon you’ll be where you belong, ruben! }

ruben? oh! is that your owners name? or your name… probably your name, hehe. { a set of COORDINATES?! bingo bango. } can i pick you up, ruben?

hey! that’s a little better… too bad you don’t have a collar or anything. that’d be kinda helpful. { offering out her servo for him to waddle over to. she’ll try and pet you! }

( 💧 ) { she’s sooo not good with animals. especially ones not from her world! nervously reaching out a hand… blindly. don’t peck at it. } it’s okay… i’m a friend. you can smell me if you want.

{ BINGO!! she’s stepping over to the box that the bird chooses to hide behind, dropping to crouch beside his tail. } heeey… i’m not gonna hurt you. just wanna make sure you get home safe. come out, please? ( 😅 )

{ maybe land and find out where the little critter went is a good start. gently landing with a soft thud, rotors scrunching up within its housing on her back. } ummm. little guyyyy… where’d you go?

{ HALTING?? she doesn’t have animal training, here. what would pyra magna do… * 🚁 💭 }

{ errrrr. is that an earth creature? sure, humans are on cybertron, but their animals too? best keep an eye on the little guy, hefting up and into the air with her rotors beginning to cycle! }

{{ RUBEN WHERE ARE YOU GOING???

{ she can feel you staring, peacock. quirking a brow ridge, taking a look at the mecha passing by down below— not too many people, really. squinting at this little blob… ( it’s ruben. ) }

{ aggressively sipping from her energon juice box, legs dangling off the side of a building. taking in the sights of the city! }

that’s the late mistress of flame for you. she liked to… scold for silly things. { and while you’re bleeding out, evidently. raising a hand to rub her optic, feeling the scar for a moment. } but! all’s well, ends well. i’m doing as good as i can be.

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it did… you just can’t really tell without staring for— too long. { her cheeks are subtly flushing with color, attempting to maintain the optic contact. * ♨️ } oh, ah, not really. i got reprimanded too, but because i’m a torchbearer. ‘ you should know better, ’ blah, blah…

{{ octane!!!!! omg

yeah, haha. we aren’t supposed to train with actual blades, probably for this reason. but, the guy i was fighting kind of did a dirty trick, and that’s how my optic got sliced. { cracking a nervous smile. look all you want, pretty boy! } the late mistress was… pretty pissed, to put it lightly.

{ that’s such a cute look on him… is he squeamish? it’s not THAT bad, she thinks… but it’s also not pretty. she grins, concealing a snicker as her visor shifts away to reveal her optics. } not my best moment, but… i could’ve lost my optic all together. so, i guess it’s not so bad.

that’s all it feels like they want to do. the late mistress of flame made sure of that— making everything secretive. { a puff of air leaves her lips, but she’s quick to shift the conversation. } speaking of that, i actually have a big scar on my right optic. from a training accident… wanna see?

oh, well, nothing i have is as interesting as your writing. detailing your work like that is super important. pyra probably does that for us, but it’s under lock and key. { a soft roll of her optics, attention promptly shifted to his revealed visage. meowww. } hrmm… i could tell you * one secret.

don’t apologize, silly. i don’t mind… i’m happy you trust me with something like that, actually. { her response is more quiet, lifting a servo to scratch at her cheek. aw, she’s a little bashful. }

oh! so the hard part is all done with. { if she had a secret, she certainly wouldn’t tell HER team… } well, i hope you don’t get hungover again, and tell someone else your secret. you seemed really serious about having your privacy.

i won’t tell anyone, i just wanted you to know i know. so, then… we’re on the same page. ( ✨ ) { whisperrrr… } does your team know?

your memory is better than i thought it’d be, hehe. you also told me about your secret identity… { more like pen name. she has a tendency to be dramatic! } fizzy ～ that’s smart stuff, using an anagram of your real name! ( 😌 )

yeah… he really reminds me of my sister. { enough lounging on the floor, torchbearer, lifting up to be able to sit back on ironfist’s bed. don’t grin like you know his darkest secret, stormclash. } sooo. what do you remember from last night?