-[After all, the amount of time they spent together and sheer volume of flirting they did was obvious. But Corvii loved to see how he played off it.]

I'm just wondering why you ran away, if it wasn't that.

[She picked up on Cheetor blocking her from view of another part of his room, and from going forward.]

Maybe...you just wanted me to join you in your room, huh? How scandalous.

[She teased him, aware of how not-scandalous it actually was.]-

Someone might think you were chicken if you ran away from me after getting so close.

[Corvii's face settled into a smug smile. She braces herself with a hand against the doorframe, stepping in between the threshold. Her optics wander a bit to explore his room.]

Hey! Get back here--

[Corvii giggles as she gets to the door right as it closes. Her fingers find the manual groove to open it, which should be doable as long as he hadn't locked it.]

(Just a liiittle addition)

"If you remember a large black bird, that was probably me."
Her black wings flutter behind her back. "I wasn't always on the front line, but when they needed an extra flier, I could go in."

It'll be fun to watch all that cockiness disappear when you lose, pussycat.

[Corvii is just a hair's breadth away from him now, close enough to smell the natural ozone coming off of him. She grins, optics traveling from his cheeks to his eyes.]

Maybe we should bet on it. What do you say? If he does, you win, and I have to take you out somewhere you want to go. If he doesn't, I win, and then you have to take *me* somewhere.

[She watches his face intently for his response.]

Teasing you for what...?

Anyway, do you really think he'll do it?

Corvii reminded herself, just a few months for her was 4 million years do him. Forgetting was only natural.

"What, you remember getting kicked in the groin but not my name?" Corvii leans toward the holoform, smirking. She snickered, before adding "Just kidding. It's Corvii!"

...
[Corvii can't hold back her laugh.]

Waspinator's like, huge now! Can you imagine that? He just punts Rattrap off into the horizon or something.

Hm? What did you tell him...?

-in *his* death, however minor.

*No,* she thought. *It's not the right place for that. He's trying, right? Besides, there are Predacons that did worse.*

"How is it, being more on their level?" As his holoform stood, it was about two or so feet shorter than her.

- She wasn't extremely well-versed in human history, but she knew it was wrought with struggle and victory. Just like Cybertronians.

That was just one of the things the Maximals fought for. That Dinobot fought for.

And Corvii couldn't quite shake the reminder that this light blue bot had a hand-

-"But those humans really came a long way, huh? In just a portion of a Cybertronian's lifespan, they went from those hairy creatures in the valley to making flying machines and even going into space, communicating with each other across the globe...hm." A fond smile settled across her face.-

Corvii's optics opened wide when the 'human' climbed out of Waspinator's doors.
"Oh!" Despite looking like a fleshy human, it still somehow oddly resembled him. "More than just one disguise, I see..." she chuckled. "I think I'll stay with my beast mode, though."-

"It certainly explains all the added height..." she muttered to herself.

It was good that he was benign, then. Corvii didn't exactly want to fight another big mech without Clawflurry by her side. Even if she was transmetal now.

That certainly explained why he was so tall now! Corvii wanted to ask how he got reformatted to be so large, if it was a strain on his spark, his no doubt increased fuel intake, but maybe that would be a question for later.

"Oh! I don't really know much about Earth machinery, but it looks cool."-

One admission came to mind, something she felt safe saying. "And that blue looks better on you than green," Corvii grinned. "Still 'Waspinator' though, huh? Even though you're, a, uh..."

Rotor blades replaced his wings. What looked like chitin before was replaced with smooth steel. "Helicopter?"

-but it all *seemed* genuine. Plus, he wasn't trying to slag her on sight.

"You do seem happier now..." she didn't know him well, but he seemed unhinged or miserable most of the time during the beast wars.-

-taken hits that would have offlined another bot. Though being another flyer sometimes put her in his path. It felt unreal to just talk to this bot who, not long ago for her thanks to the Transwarp, was her enemy. And it was hard to trust, given the things he was involved in.-

Corvii listened quietly while Waspinator recounted his whole story. Alone for that long...It was a wonder he didn't have any more screws loose! On the contrary, it seemed like he was a bit more stable.

"Wow...I see. That's a lot." She hadn't seen all the times he got blown up or crushed or-

-than the day the Maximals left. (How is she there now...? Don't worry about it.)]

"You've been here this whole time?"

[Corvii narrowed her optics in suspicion as she looked for the Predacon decal on his shoulder. True to his word, there was none. Still, it was hard to fully trust a former enemy right away.]

"I thought you died when we left earth!" [As in, 4 million years ago. Corvii didn't look much older-

"Yeah, I guess you're not as--"
[Corvii cuts her words off when she realizes who showed up.]

"You--!" [No doubt that's Waspinator. But he looks different. *Really* different.]

((Little fun fact: Corvii's alt mode pre-beast was similar to Windblade's! Just, imagine a different helm, and blue instead of red.
Clawflurry's was similar to Hot Rod's! So was her personality...😆))

Ngh...Not *another* creepy spider...!

"I guess Optimus is a bit closer to our age too, but, well..." [She quickly adds,] "Not that *he* makes me uncomfortable!" [Corvii knew Cheetor looked up to Primal a lot, that the two were friends. She didn't want him to take it the wrong way.]

"I enjoy, 'cause uh, you're around the same age for one. Makes it easy to relate to you, you know?" [She grins.] "You're comfortable to be around, but...exciting, too." [Cozy, but not boring.] "You just seem a bit more, uh, familiar." [she knit her brow in thought.]

"Ah, um, well..." [What did she enjoy the most? Would it be too forward to say the things she liked about him? No, she supposes, friends compliment each other, that's normal.]

[Just as Cheetor's optics linger on her for a bit too long, Corvii finds herself standing stock-still. When he diverts his gaze, she felt her frame loosen and pouts as he points out how blue her cheeks are. She can't quite see the flush on his faceplate, since his is blue.]