🛠 ├ Role with → @loyal-logik
🛠 ├ Timeline → After the conflict
🛠├ Location: Autobot's basement
« He will arrive shortly. »
A simple sentence suspended between one light breath after another, the worried look of one who knew that a task like the one recently assigned was far beyond the standards for such a young ally.
« Are you sure you want to do it? You still have time to refuse, Malika. » – the look of the other who kept her company in that adventure for a long time now... someone who, besides her, decided not to leave the Autobot base that marked their lives, both for better and worse.
“ Coming from you, that's rather strange, Jack. ” – a serene expression appearing on the face of the mentioned, azure irises carefully observing the apprehensive gaze of the guy before releasing a faint sigh. – “ But you know how I think. ” – the arms moving behind the back, the hands resting one over the other in a waiting position that seemed to never end.
“ Just like you, Raph, Miko and Agent Fowler, I'm the only one who can keep the Autobot-related secrets under control. I'd rather act than let someone else who knows nothing about them, except prejudices, be in my place. Fowler himself was busy with other tasks, there was only you and, well, me.”
Truth exposed without any second thoughts, while hearing and watching those responsible of the groundbridge setting it to work for the imminent arrival.
“ And besides, I owe it to Ratchet... I promised him that in his absence I would take his place, otherwise why did I become his assistant? ”– Although human weren't at all as capable as the Cybertronian doctor, Malika did her best to learn what the team needed: language, mechanics, their organism and how to give the best medical support.
A biomechanical doctor, this was new, but one of a kind.
The mere thought of being important as well as a good asset to the Autobots made her proud as well as smiling... however, that smile didn't last even for a handful of seconds, as she glimpsed the silhouette of an individual well known to them stepping through the groundbridge.
Imposing, analyzer above all standards, as well as a possible threat if the approaches would go negative.
It was clear that the soldiers present pointed their weapons at the colossus who had come among them, but Malika came forward together with the boy as well, gently placing her hand on a barrel of those rifles.
“ Put down your weapons, if you don't want to instigate bad results. ” – lightly, slowly lowering the weapon in question, finally observing all their despised faces
Even Jack was hesitant and not at all inclined to accept such a visit, despite the fact that the conflict was over and compromises were reached.
Malika, in all of this, tried to show herself resolute, pointing her irises upwards: the bright red of the only optic belonging to the former Decepticon began to look around, seemingly showing disinterest for those who pointed weapons shortly before .
At the very least, from Malika's personal thinking, he looked at them insignificant as little ants.
With a calm and decisive step, the girl approached the edge of the platform, formly waving to the Cybertronian.
“ Welcome, Shockwave. I'm Malika Carnelian, and I'm in charge, by Fowler and Ratchet himself, to escort you to the laboratories. ”