Hallo’wheel^^
@bytesnbolts “Never thought I would see that..” Wheeljack croaks and stares into the endless depth of space right above them where a small red sun was pulsating and expanding in a truly hurried pace. His servos are placed on the ground beside him, not moving an inch, not twitching, not bending. His chassis is still, only his vents shaking his frame slightly. His legs- He doesn’t know about his legs. “Never thought we would see that together.” His optics flicker to Nitroxide, who was placed right beside him, only a few servo-spans away. But he can’t touch, can’t hold the servo close to his. But Nitroxide at least looks better than he himself, sleeping. And at least the burning scraps of metal that was once their escape pod, are warming them both. “At least.. I know you will be safe...” he murmurs, helmfins dimming rapidly, his gaze wandering back to the pulsating, and nearly reaching critical mass, orb in the sky. There is a soft clicking sound every second coming from Nitroxide, or better said, from the small ring-like structure he had placed on the chassis of his friend. His personal space-bridge, only big enough to transport one. And he himself wasn’t much put together at all, he would have no use of it, even if he ported himself out of here. The aura of the dying sun was beautiful to observe, shimmering in all the colors of a roaring campfire. It was expanding, the ground around him heating up and bubbling. “Good....bye...” he murmured as the last click came from the doodad before Nitroxide just seemed to pixel away, taken by the personal spacebridge. At least he had a fantastic view in his last seconds, an exploding sun. Fitting end, if you asked him. Wheeljack smiled. *And Nitroxide wakes*