*taps your shoulder*
Wheeljack turned around, helm fins flashing brighter in a silent smile when he recognized her. “Elika. It’s great to see you again.”
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*taps your shoulder*
Wheeljack turned around, helm fins flashing brighter in a silent smile when he recognized her. “Elika. It’s great to see you again.”
@pureblueunderworld "Oh Elika! I haven't seen you in awhile, what have you been up to? Anything new on the Lost Light?" The seeker grinned.
@pureblueunderworld "Hello Elika, it has been awhile. How have you been?" The black seeker asked with a kind smile.
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Wheeljack hummed a bit to himself as he sketched out some plans and it wasn’t until he looked up that he realized he wasn’t alone. “Hello?”
"Son of a..." The Seeker lightly sighed and looked around the area. He had no idea where he had gone, nor why exactly he ended up here. He was going to visit someplace way different. And now... he could only slump down the wall and give a desperate and glum sigh.
Rung blinked as he heard something nearby. The therapist moved to go see what, or rather who, made the noise. He went down to where he heard the noise and blinked, “Hello?” Rung quirked as he saw the seeker on the ground. “Are you alright?”
pureblueunderworld
Okay, there was absolutely no way that wouldn’t be there. It seemed practically non-existent. Elika gave a large sigh. She was supposed to be back on the ship by now.
The warlord smirked at the seeker femme he saw. How interesting. He believed they were either eradicated or in their own little colonies hidden here on Cybertron, not openly walking about.
Though he knew there was plenty still out and about in the cities, but openly on their own. It was rare to see. Galvatron moved up towards the femme and stared at the wings and slender frame. Yes, definitely a femme and not a feminized mech.
He went closer towards her, keeping his signature down against is frame, and reached out to touch her shoulder.
(@pureblueunderworld) "I have considered what you have said." Shockwave tapped his fingers on the console. "However, I must admit that I do not understand how one goes through life without lists to help maintain the structure of all areas of their world." He sighed softly. "Perhaps you would... be so kind as to explain it to me."