Tf oc S4v3!

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Ore sat at the edge of the med berth. Fiddling with servos as they waited for the sign of systems onlining.  Their audials strained for any sound for cycles before the whirr of systems restarting made their helm snap to look. Catching the familiar optic blinking back online. 

"...S4v3?" They whispered out, before speaking up a little louder. Scooting closer.

"Hey, S4v3. How're you feeling? Do you need energon? Any glitches?" They rambled on as they glanced at the vitals displayed, even though they didnt have amy idea what normal parameters even were. 

“Hey- its OK! We're at the Iacon Medical Center, Redstreak said it was best to get you checked out and so we're here- Just to make sure everything is stable nothing else!” 

They nervously glance around, trying to avoid anything that could cause S4v3 to spiral again, before speaking up. 

S4v3 says, her optic stabilizing.

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Ore sat at the edge of the med berth. Fiddling with servos as they waited for the sign of systems onlining.  Their audials strained for any sound for cycles before the whirr of systems restarting made their helm snap to look. Catching the familiar optic blinking back online. 

"...S4v3?" They whispered out, before speaking up a little louder. Scooting closer.

"Hey, S4v3. How're you feeling? Do you need energon? Any glitches?" They rambled on as they glanced at the vitals displayed, even though they didnt have amy idea what normal parameters even were. 

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looked over from whatever he was doing. "Hm?"

"Drift! Hi! I havent seen you in forever! It's me, Save!"

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looked over from whatever he was doing. "Hm?"

"Drift! Hi! I havent seen you in forever! It's me, Save!"

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looked over from whatever he was doing. "Hm?"

"Drift! Hi! I havent seen you in forever! It's me, Save!"

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

"Query: Why small purple?"

"S4v3: Slipped away from them."

"Redstreak: Second oldest Cybertronian in existence."

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

"Query: Why small purple?"

"S4v3: Slipped away from them."

"Redstreak: Second oldest Cybertronian in existence."

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

"Query: Why small purple?"

"S4v3: Slipped away from them."

"Redstreak: Second oldest Cybertronian in existence."

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

"Query: Why small purple?"

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

"Query: Why small purple?"

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

"Query: Why small purple?"

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

The minibot tilts their helm to the side.

"S4v3: minibot. Not a... mimic."

They said the word mimic in Drift's voice, like the word was foreign to them.

@ask-tf-s4v3

Drift looks back down at the small thing, tilt8ng his head slowly like a confused puppy. "...Hello?"

“Uh- hi-..”

They wave, wings angled high, just even more proof they’re nervous.

“Uhm- Primus just ask them already- have you by chance seen like.. uh.. a red orange and yellow seeker and a blue and gold grounder around here? Or a uh- really colorful seeker that’s uhm- uh- like really really really chatty?-“

-💫/Aurorastreak

( @thewanderersau )

(idk if ur open to rp asks but im also just. Really bored.)

S4v3 blinked. Which is kind of strange for a mech with an optic for a face, but the did it. They do know that one red, orange, and yellow seeker that's always with the starry one, but they don't think that that's the one that this fidgety seeker is looking for.

The minibot tilts their wings down.

Their optics looked around at their surroundings constantly, both to avoid optic contact and to try and find those they were looking for, or any potential threats.

Aurorastreak fidgeted with their servos, Social interaction is NOT their forte.

"Designation: S4v3."

An anxious smile formed on their face, wings sagging slightly.

“They b-both left the ship a..a few joors ago… Fireblast didn’t explain why…”

"If you take me to your ship, I might be able to track them."

“Uh- hi-..”

They wave, wings angled high, just even more proof they’re nervous.

“Uhm- Primus just ask them already- have you by chance seen like.. uh.. a red orange and yellow seeker and a blue and gold grounder around here? Or a uh- really colorful seeker that’s uhm- uh- like really really really chatty?-“

-💫/Aurorastreak

( @thewanderersau )

(idk if ur open to rp asks but im also just. Really bored.)

S4v3 blinked. Which is kind of strange for a mech with an optic for a face, but the did it. They do know that one red, orange, and yellow seeker that's always with the starry one, but they don't think that that's the one that this fidgety seeker is looking for.

The minibot tilts their wings down.

Their optics looked around at their surroundings constantly, both to avoid optic contact and to try and find those they were looking for, or any potential threats.

Aurorastreak fidgeted with their servos, Social interaction is NOT their forte.

"Designation: S4v3."