Old Familiar Faces | closed RP
@curiosiccus
The Vehicons had been assigned a simple task, one far too lowly to waste higher officers on. It was little more than a scouting mission on one of the humans’ insular regions, this one far to the north. There had been unusual readings from the area, though they were garbled by the intense geothermic activity there; the Vehicons were supposed to investigate the source of these readings, believed to be some wayward piece of Cybertronian tech, and either bring it back to the Nemesis, or dispose of it.
What they discovered instead, however, was far more interesting. And when Starscream took one look at the images they sent back, he had immediately assigned himself to assess the situation in person.
The ground was hard and cold beneath his pedes as he landed at the supplied coordinates. There were still a few Vehicons lingering in the area, no doubt to ensure that their little discovery wouldn’t try to run. Starscream paid them no mind, his attention focused on the looming door with all the intensity of a missile strike. In a few quick strides he closed the distance, quickly locating the entry pad and opening the door with a whoosh.
When he saw what--who--was within, Starscream released a ventilation he hadn’t realised he’d been holding, in a sharp gasp not unlike a sob.
“Skyfire...”
