// hate this animals. the airbike

// love the difference of interactions

// they've had Offscreen Development because I Forgot About Bluesky

// bumblebee's just been harboring aeroblight this entire time. its great

Her optics cycle for a minute - confused. Suspicious. The chatterbox she knew being /eerily/ silent put her back on edge.

She doesn't move away when he rests a hand on her arm, audials pinning backwards. She speaks, although it's broken and /confused/ in tone.

" wwwhat. "

// Optimus arrival . starscream just dies upon sight

. .. Eugh. Aeroblight rolls her optics, tail loosening as she slowly sinks and drops from her spot to sit on the ground. There's a quiet grumble as she looks at the smaller autobot- questioning.

She raises a claw, a questioning click of static the best she can do in asking 'What THAT look is for'.

// JUMPS OUT. JUNPS OUT AND RUNS IN A CIRCLE. SHOW ME THEM!!! SHOW THEM TO ME!!!!

[ Waiting for a few moments. Her head tilts, almost empatheticly curious as she slinks out slightly, before.... ]

khhehhe.

[ Chucking another container at the back of his head. Get Up. Hey. Hey ]

[ ... bllleeegh. Can't sleep with the feeling of eyes on her. ]

[ Why Does The Room Feel Full Of Hate . ]

@scoutbeetle.bsky.social
[ chucking an empty container of energon at his head from her spot in the rafters. ]

[ Freezing up for a moment. . . ]

[ Going back to napping. must be nothing! ]

[ Something Is Wrong. ]

// HIIIIIO HII HII I MISSED U GUYS

// waving Haii haiii hello

[ Streeeeetch. Offline for too long... ]

// YOU PEOPLE DRIVE ME. UP THE WALL

// haaiii

// kicking aerobliyht down a flight of stairs. overtaken event soon

// and I'm not even causing it this time!!!! awesome!!!

// hii omg heyyyyy how r u

// cannot stand this verse the second I leave everyone DIES /j

// WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GUYS DO

[ . . . The sound of metal crunching and being *ripped* from the wall echoes from within, followed by the heavy footfalls of..... something. ]

[ Frayed wires spark, the only illumination of the dark area inside. Something's in there. ]

[ Lights continue to flicker, if not power down completely. Things drop, one by one, sparking from the damage. ]

[ There's a hole /clawed/ into the wall, into the internals of the ship. ]

[ She's ripped her way into the maintenence halls of the Lost Light. Surely that flickering of power isn't *bad*, right? ]

// you've got a deal :3c

// trade offer: you get : trauma. I get: your arm

// okay chat! Who wants rampaging unable to control herself aeroblight !!!!

+

She moves out of her control. Unable to argue, scream, or fight.

Only to Obey. And Watch.

The orders are registered, and she stands up- kicking off and bashing through the hall without a care for what was in her path.

On the Hunt.