#exitialepulchritudo

[aprimesrpcorner]

Arcee trills from behind the Prime," Now aren't you absolutely lovely." Elita is...lurking nearby. Chromia might be as well. Watch out Prime.

Of course, the now femme froze a bit and made a startled noise, she wasn't expecting anyone quite yet, let alone from behind, so she had been a bit startled needless to speak.

"Arcee! You startled me, well I know this is...a new look for me for me but it is still...me."

Optimus muttered softly, indeed this was going to be something to deal with.

Was it normal to feel a tad bit worried?

[gemiinus]

Arcee is looking at a particular pair of twins with curiosity (and maybe some concern).

The pair looks back with wide blue optics, Sunstreaker still with his head pressed into his twin's shoulder. They're quiet and wary, same as they always are.

Sideswipe finally fluffs his armor out a bit, keeping Sunstreaker as close as he can.

"...yeah?"

[warriorsparked]

@exitialepulchritudo said: " Are you embroiled in something or can I steal your time?" A wild Elita has appeared. The look on her face is mildly -bored- which does not bode well for locals if left unattended. Mostly? She wants to pluck more words from the mind of the bigger mecha. Their last chat was...enlightening.

Megatron's brow raised beneath his helm when the femme approached him. Well, he did let her know last time that he was within reach if she wished to maintain contact. He didn't see the harm in it, and truthfully... he supposed it would be 'good' for him, or he assumed his therapist would spew such nonsense at him that he should be making friends.

The former warlord grunted in response.

"Time is all I have at the moment, so please, enlighten me with your company," he stated, gesturing his hand to her.

[twcwheelera]

All three femmes cluster around the smaller femme with slag eating grins," You gonna kick his aft then ride him into the ground?"

Little winks and chuckles.

They're totally ready to cheer her on!

    ✾    ─     ❝ Yea, I am going to absolutely wreck him. ❞ She smirks back, all smug and confident, especially now she is receiving all the cheers from her fellow femmes.

[seacrestseacon]

Well, shore leave for the Seacon’s was going splendidly from their table; Empty plates of pub fuel stacked at one end closest for the serving drones to take away. Seacons lounging in the booth with full tanks and good times. Various cubes of mid and high grade scattered around the table with Bannin idly sipping through them and scribbling away on a datapad in Brewery Mode.

And there was Seacrest...

Over by the karaoke machine...

“It goes on~ and on~ and on~  ♫ ♫ Strangers~ waitin'~  Up and down the boulevard~ ♫ ”

Did people want karaoke night? No. Did they have a choice? No.

@exitialepulchritudo

[wiindvoiice]

Send 🙏 to cradle my muse's face.

@exitialepulchritudo said: " Hello dear Crystal Blossom."

It's impossible for the cityspeaker to hold back the wave of emotion that ripples out from her, amplified by the gift that made her a cityspeaker to begin with. She had thought, for so long, that she alone had survived... but to have Chromia here, cradling her face in her hands?

It's a balm to her spark that she hadn't known she had needed.

Her arms shoot out to wrap around the taller femme, hands on her face forgotten to burrow closer. A small fist bounces off her back, frustrated but not even close to hard enough to hurt.

"I thought you were dead!"