[Starscream definitely needed some fresh air from his ship. Everyone came so suddenly and now it's like he has no time to himself! So he's out and about wandering the city, his wings occasionally twitching from reaction to the cold. However, the large hulking robot does grasp his attention, and...
Lord Primus. This guy had MEGATRON beat. WHAT HAS TWO THUMBS AND IS SCARED SHITLESS. THIS GUY.]
[You know what else the worlds biggest popsicle has?
Slapped across the front of his chassis, lightly spattered with slushy ink, is a huge fat goddamn Autobot insignia. Which he is trying to scrape the inky, slushy ice off of right now ew what is this black stuff-
Oh
He looks up, immediately spotting Starscream. Forgive him, his optics are still a bit frosty, so he can't quite make out the Decepticon symbol. ... Which probably explains the reaction.
A smile.]
Oh. Hello, I almost didn't see you there, for a moment.
[One hand moves to almost carelessly knock some ice off his helm, more shards of it falling from his elbow]
My apologies, I must look like quite a mess right now.
[Despite his size, his voice is soft, almost sleepy, though impressively deep.]
This goliath was an Autobot. He almost quivers in fear as the giant dusts that avalanche off his shoulders like it was nothing. Yes sir, he's in awe.
But once he hears you speak, his whole demeanor changes. He's going to stay on guard, yes, but your speech is far too humble to really have an ounce of threat in it. He's studied the voices of his comrades, he knows what he's talking about.]
[The smile isn't going anywhere, as he rubs at one eye to try and clear the frost from it. Ugh, looks like some of it is on the inside of the optic, he might have to wait for that.
Still, with what sight he has, he studies the mech in front of him. Odd, he'd never seen a make like that before... The smaller bot was a lot more stream lined than he was used to seeing, and in curiosity, the giant leans forward and down a bit, trying to get a better look at Starscream.]
We all? Oh, then there are more Cybertronian's here, I would assume?
[He hoped so, he was a bit worried that he wasn't going to have anyone familiar, considering the size of the buildings here.]
If I might ask, friend... Where are we? I do not recall landing in a city.
Knockout's driving by the fountain when he finds the easily seen fucking huge robot. He skids to a halt to whistle at the sheer size...despite the complete obsolescence of its design, but hey why argue with something that can kill you?]
[After his previous stunt at the ink well, Optimus has been trying to avoid it as of late, mainly because it frightened Aisling, as well as gave him slight nerves. Not enough to lose his cool, but a feeling he didn't like in the least. So when he does wander around there, what does he see? A giant Cybertronian. This city was getting quite populated with them...
He does a scan with his optics to make sure it is indeed Cybertronian biology, because the framework is not something he has been akin to. But there's no mistake. Energon...a transforming capability, this bot had it. He slowly walks up, arms open wide.]
[He's still trying to work on this thawing out thing, a task more difficult to do when he was stuck in a world that looked just a snowy as the icy tomb he just left.
Optimus would find him sitting, still looking plenty dazed- That voice.
He knew that voice... to an extent. But it sounded so much older now. Optics still clouded with frost, he looked over for a moment, peering...
Before a sudden smile crossed his face, confused but relieved, all at the same time.]
I am no soldier, I am afraid. Or not much of one...
I know you. You.. You look so much different now-
[He tried to get up to clasp that unmistakable Autobot, despite the difference in size and appearance. He knew who it was-
Ah, no. No still too icy. With a groan, he sat back down again, chuckling sheepishly]
I am sorry for my state, Optimus Prime. I have not had such a pleasant trip.
[Optimus's eyes widen at the mention of his name. This one knew him. But it was strange, as he could not recall this bot at all. However, he seemed peaceful, so he could only give a smile in return. My, you are quite icy, friend.]
It seems the weather has not been all too kind to you, my friend. Come, we will find a way to heat your body temperature back to it's normal setting. Before your circuits start to seize.
[The reaction is noted. Oh dear... another one who doesn't know who he is. He's starting to feel a little left out now.]
The arctic is not a friendly place. It seems I can never quite escape the cold.
[He gestured to the snow around them with a sigh.]
I fear it will follow me, it seems. Do not worry terribly about me, I can profess that it will take more than a bit of ice to compromise my circuits.
[He accepted that hand though, slowly standing up with a groan. Ice snapped and shattered, wings trembling slightly with the effort before he finally stood up straight.]
I am Skyfire. ... It seems, however, that my knowledge is one sided... Isn't it?
[He'd be a poor shot anyway, so it's not like him pulling out a gun would make him more dangerous. He smiles and waves back pleasantly, still... pretty much confused as to just who the hell you are but you seem friendly!]
It is a pleasure to meet you. I am surprised, there are quite a few more Cybertronian's here than I had originally thought.
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Lord Primus. This guy had MEGATRON beat. WHAT HAS TWO THUMBS AND IS SCARED SHITLESS. THIS GUY.]
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Slapped across the front of his chassis, lightly spattered with slushy ink, is a huge fat goddamn Autobot insignia. Which he is trying to scrape the inky, slushy ice off of right now ew what is this black stuff-
Oh
He looks up, immediately spotting Starscream. Forgive him, his optics are still a bit frosty, so he can't quite make out the Decepticon symbol. ... Which probably explains the reaction.
A smile.]
Oh. Hello, I almost didn't see you there, for a moment.
[One hand moves to almost carelessly knock some ice off his helm, more shards of it falling from his elbow]
My apologies, I must look like quite a mess right now.
[Despite his size, his voice is soft, almost sleepy, though impressively deep.]
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This goliath was an Autobot. He almost quivers in fear as the giant dusts that avalanche off his shoulders like it was nothing. Yes sir, he's in awe.
But once he hears you speak, his whole demeanor changes. He's going to stay on guard, yes, but your speech is far too humble to really have an ounce of threat in it. He's studied the voices of his comrades, he knows what he's talking about.]
Yes, you are. ...Not that we all haven't you see.
[Please don't crush him.]
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Still, with what sight he has, he studies the mech in front of him. Odd, he'd never seen a make like that before... The smaller bot was a lot more stream lined than he was used to seeing, and in curiosity, the giant leans forward and down a bit, trying to get a better look at Starscream.]
We all? Oh, then there are more Cybertronian's here, I would assume?
[He hoped so, he was a bit worried that he wasn't going to have anyone familiar, considering the size of the buildings here.]
If I might ask, friend... Where are we? I do not recall landing in a city.
[By any stretch of the imagination.]
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Knockout's driving by the fountain when he finds the easily seen fucking huge robot. He skids to a halt to whistle at the sheer size...despite the complete obsolescence of its design, but hey why argue with something that can kill you?]
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The whistle catches his attention, the huge jet looking around in minor confusion until he spots the little red sports car. Oh!]
... Hello? Can I help you?
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Nice work, are you an older model?
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Was it? The expression of minor surprise and slight hurt is covered in an instant with an awkward smile]
I do not recall being considered an 'older model'. Perhaps I have been under the ice for longer than I had imagined.
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He does a scan with his optics to make sure it is indeed Cybertronian biology, because the framework is not something he has been akin to. But there's no mistake. Energon...a transforming capability, this bot had it. He slowly walks up, arms open wide.]
Greetings, soldier.
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Optimus would find him sitting, still looking plenty dazed- That voice.
He knew that voice... to an extent. But it sounded so much older now. Optics still clouded with frost, he looked over for a moment, peering...
Before a sudden smile crossed his face, confused but relieved, all at the same time.]
I am no soldier, I am afraid. Or not much of one...
I know you. You.. You look so much different now-
[He tried to get up to clasp that unmistakable Autobot, despite the difference in size and appearance. He knew who it was-
Ah, no. No still too icy. With a groan, he sat back down again, chuckling sheepishly]
I am sorry for my state, Optimus Prime. I have not had such a pleasant trip.
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It seems the weather has not been all too kind to you, my friend. Come, we will find a way to heat your body temperature back to it's normal setting. Before your circuits start to seize.
[He holds out a hand to offer the old bot up.]
What is your name? As you already know mine.
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The arctic is not a friendly place. It seems I can never quite escape the cold.
[He gestured to the snow around them with a sigh.]
I fear it will follow me, it seems. Do not worry terribly about me, I can profess that it will take more than a bit of ice to compromise my circuits.
[He accepted that hand though, slowly standing up with a groan. Ice snapped and shattered, wings trembling slightly with the effort before he finally stood up straight.]
I am Skyfire. ... It seems, however, that my knowledge is one sided... Isn't it?
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So wheel over to the fountain and...
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....Wow, you're big. Don't mind Bee kinda hanging back and gathering data first. ]
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Wait is that a signal? Augh, stupid ice. He gives his sensors another tap, trying to focus and- THERE WE GO looks like he sees you, Bee!]
Oh! Hello there. My apologies, I'm afraid my equipment is still a bit too cold to operate properly... I would have noticed you sooner.
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Bee takes a few steps forward, stopping far enough away so that he doesn't have to tilt his head TOO far back, and waves]
Fwrrrt!
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It is a pleasure to meet you. I am surprised, there are quite a few more Cybertronian's here than I had originally thought.
Who would you be?
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Say do you know a bot by the name of Optimus?
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He looks around, obviously confused as to just where that voice is coming from for a moment before-
... you know, he thought only humans talked on the planet earth. I mean, not like he's an expert on earth anyway, but he just thought-
So don't mind the staring for a moment... Before he leans down a little, trying to get a better look at the cat]
I do. He is a dear friend of mine.
....
Pardon me for asking, and forgive me if my question seems rude... What are you?
[what is cat]
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I'm a cat. Haven't you ever seen a cat before?
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[Seriously, watch him fight, it's tragic. He shakes his head, lowering himself closer to the ground to try and meet the cat face to face.]
I have not. There is not much life within the arctic circle, and I will profess I have not explored further than that on earth.
I did not think however, that any beings besides humans spoke on the planet.
[... He wants to touch ;A; But it's pretty clear he's worried about doing some accidental damage here, so he'll settle for looking instead]
This is most unexpected.
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