As far as alien life went- Cybertronians knew it best that they weren't alone in the world- several colonization efforts have happened all ending one way or the other. Integrating with the indigenous lifeforms or full-on eradicating them.
To those who looked in from the outside, Equalizer looked like a NAIL at best and an Autobot at worst. Opting to spare lives outside of her own species when the option calls for it. But don't be fooled, behind that cool demeanor and enchanting exterior, she's a 'Con all the way down to her fuel lines. However that didn't mean she had to be bad. The end of the war saw a new era for Cybertronians- one split between two worlds. Cybertron, dying from the egregious wounds inflicted on them by their own people, and Earth, a planet populated by, comparatively, a primitive species. Equalizer had initially avoided these 'Humans', due to their polarizing opinions on Cybertronians since they've landed- and by extension- since the end of the war.
Because they were in hiding, everyone had to do their due if they wanted to stay alive and healthy, no one was an exception. So it was Equalizer's turn to scout out a new vein of Energon to process back at their plant. The two-wheeler huffed to herself as she transformed off the side of a desert-y road, overlooking a few crumbled and abandoned buildings. She remembered it being a quaint but bustling roadside town- but the war being brought to their planet saw much in the destruction of places like this. But, where Transformers left destruction in their wake, there had to also be supplies left behind.
Equalizer went rummaging through the ruins, finding old stashes of Energon brought over or processed during the war. Did Energon have expression dates? Probably not- or at least, it was something Equalizer and the rest of her team held little care for in their risk.
However the motorcycle was quick to realize that she wasn't alone here. Scanning the area once again she stumbled across... Well, something. Definitely not human. The being was absolutely miniscule compared to her, and was treating this run down, dilapidated town like an... Archeological site?
Curiosity piqued as the two wheeler watched from a distant building, leaning against it's creaking frame.
❝ You know, humans don't take too kindly to beings from outer space showing up on their doorstep, let alone rummaging through their broken down towns. ❞ -@staticsqueaks
