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To Cybertron We Go!

A few questions and no answers from various hotels. It left Starscream in a pout but he kept going about. There are so many hotels here, different styles to make sure any aliens not Cybertronian can rest easily here. This space port is the largest on Cybertron, so of course many hotel owners would want a slice of that pie.

"Intruder!" Chromia instinctively shouted. She lifted one of the opened suitcases, ready to throw it at Starscream's head. "Chromia, no!" Windblade grabbed onto her friend before the bag could be thrown. "Sorry. She's kind of protective." The cityspeaker apologized.

To Cybertron We Go!

It felt quite nice to lie down after being cramped in that shuttle. Memories are happening about, excited to begin a great vacation she’s been looking forward to for a long time. All the time researched is now paying off! Oh what could she start with first? What places will she find for inspiration?! Its quite overwhelming right now.

"Hey? Rainstrike?" There was a knock at the door, connecting the two rooms the femmes were staying in. Chromia then entered. "Hey, you got my data pad, right? Windy's too, I think. Since we didn't have room in our luggage, and you had that second art bag. So I think we gave them to you."

To Cybertron We Go!

"So I'm thinking we grab something to eat first, so we all have the energy. We'll all need it if we want to get moving." Nautica suggested, looking at a map. "No. We can't all stand to carry everything with us while we find a place to eat. There's snacks at the hotel, right? We can drop our stuff off there first." Rainstrike thought aloud as she and Chromia grabbed some of their luggage.

“Listen. Let’s just get a move on. Nautica, you got the map and the name of the place, right?” Chromia asked the shorter submersible, luggage under arms.

Starscream managed to listen to the conversation, looking at the Cameian ship and frowning. How many suitcases do those femmes need for a vacation?! It looked like purple one started struggling to hold onto them. Well, if Skywarp and Thundercracker caught him, he could make a scene and freak these femmes out enough for them to back off. Then he can run off and try to enjoy his peaceful day.

“Huh?” Rainstrike heard a voice and turned to see the source of it, only to notice the half dead seeker standing before her. “Oh. Uhm... That’s really nice of you to offer, but I wouldn’t want to- Oop!” She hurriedly grabbed at the suitcase as it threatened to slip out of her grasp. She only reached it in time, barely keeping it from falling to the ground. “Actually, I think I would like the help please. Thank you...” Rainstrike accepts shyly, reluctantly handing the stranger the suitcase. She couldn’t help but to feel slightly embarrassed at accepting his help however. “Sorry if it’s too much.”

‘Scrapscrapscrapscrapscrap!’ Rainstrike thought at she rushed back to the other Camians. “Okay. I’m here. Don’t run off without me.” Nautica looked back at Rainstrike. “Wouldn’t dream of it. Don’t worry, we’re really close to the place. I made sure to pick the closet hotel. Well, closest that wasn’t full of people already.” She shrugged awkwardly.

Its such a beautiful and tall city, reaching for the heavens as trains pass by. To see new Cybertronians walk about, it felt quite overwhelming to see so many. All different conversations, but so did aliens pass by, different shapes and sizes, Iacon’s becoming a new globalization to many. So scary but exciting!

The four femmes soon checked in to the grand hotel. They admired it during their stroll to the front desk, and as they made their ways to their rooms. The architecture fascinated Nautica, and the designs captivated Rainstrike.

To Cybertron We Go!

"So I'm thinking we grab something to eat first, so we all have the energy. We'll all need it if we want to get moving." Nautica suggested, looking at a map. "No. We can't all stand to carry everything with us while we find a place to eat. There's snacks at the hotel, right? We can drop our stuff off there first." Rainstrike thought aloud as she and Chromia grabbed some of their luggage.

“Listen. Let’s just get a move on. Nautica, you got the map and the name of the place, right?” Chromia asked the shorter submersible, luggage under arms.

Starscream managed to listen to the conversation, looking at the Cameian ship and frowning. How many suitcases do those femmes need for a vacation?! It looked like purple one started struggling to hold onto them. Well, if Skywarp and Thundercracker caught him, he could make a scene and freak these femmes out enough for them to back off. Then he can run off and try to enjoy his peaceful day.

“Huh?” Rainstrike heard a voice and turned to see the source of it, only to notice the half dead seeker standing before her. “Oh. Uhm... That’s really nice of you to offer, but I wouldn’t want to- Oop!” She hurriedly grabbed at the suitcase as it threatened to slip out of her grasp. She only reached it in time, barely keeping it from falling to the ground. “Actually, I think I would like the help please. Thank you...” Rainstrike accepts shyly, reluctantly handing the stranger the suitcase. She couldn’t help but to feel slightly embarrassed at accepting his help however. “Sorry if it’s too much.”

‘Scrapscrapscrapscrapscrap!’ Rainstrike thought at she rushed back to the other Camians. “Okay. I’m here. Don’t run off without me.” Nautica looked back at Rainstrike. “Wouldn’t dream of it. Don’t worry, we’re really close to the place. I made sure to pick the closet hotel. Well, closest that wasn’t full of people already.” She shrugged awkwardly.

To Cybertron We Go!

"So I'm thinking we grab something to eat first, so we all have the energy. We'll all need it if we want to get moving." Nautica suggested, looking at a map. "No. We can't all stand to carry everything with us while we find a place to eat. There's snacks at the hotel, right? We can drop our stuff off there first." Rainstrike thought aloud as she and Chromia grabbed some of their luggage.

“Listen. Let’s just get a move on. Nautica, you got the map and the name of the place, right?” Chromia asked the shorter submersible, luggage under arms.

Starscream managed to listen to the conversation, looking at the Cameian ship and frowning. How many suitcases do those femmes need for a vacation?! It looked like purple one started struggling to hold onto them. Well, if Skywarp and Thundercracker caught him, he could make a scene and freak these femmes out enough for them to back off. Then he can run off and try to enjoy his peaceful day.

“Huh?” Rainstrike heard a voice and turned to see the source of it, only to notice the half dead seeker standing before her. “Oh. Uhm... That’s really nice of you to offer, but I wouldn’t want to- Oop!” She hurriedly grabbed at the suitcase as it threatened to slip out of her grasp. She only reached it in time, barely keeping it from falling to the ground. “Actually, I think I would like the help please. Thank you...” Rainstrike accepts shyly, reluctantly handing the stranger the suitcase. She couldn’t help but to feel slightly embarrassed at accepting his help however. “Sorry if it’s too much.”

To Cybertron We Go!

"So I'm thinking we grab something to eat first, so we all have the energy. We'll all need it if we want to get moving." Nautica suggested, looking at a map. "No. We can't all stand to carry everything with us while we find a place to eat. There's snacks at the hotel, right? We can drop our stuff off there first." Rainstrike thought aloud as she and Chromia grabbed some of their luggage.

“Listen. Let’s just get a move on. Nautica, you got the map and the name of the place, right?” Chromia asked the shorter submersible, luggage under arms.

To Cybertron We Go!

"So I'm thinking we grab something to eat first, so we all have the energy. We'll all need it if we want to get moving." Nautica suggested, looking at a map. "No. We can't all stand to carry everything with us while we find a place to eat. There's snacks at the hotel, right? We can drop our stuff off there first." Rainstrike thought aloud as she and Chromia grabbed some of their luggage.

It'd been a few days since Starscream came back into Rainstrike's life. It'd felt like a dream to be back with him again after so long. Let alone the bonus fact of him being king of Cybertron added a new surprise. Oh all the fun they've had together in their deep moments of desire. On this day, the two walked down a shopping center. Best to get a few things before she moves to Cybertron to become queen.

“Aw! Star! You’re too kind!” She lightly squeezed his hand. “All I’ll ever need is right by my side already.” Rainstrike kissed Starscream’s cheek.

“Oh, when you’re crowned, you will get all the art supplies you desire. Your own studio, everything to make you happy.” Wings fluttered as they entered into one of Caminus’ biggest crafting stores. So many items on display after what they called the Earth Boom occurred when Cybertronians of all kinds took items of the human planet and recreated them perfectly for their servos.

“You sure, Love? Art supplies aren’t exactly cheap.” Rainstrike rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. She couldn’t help but feel guilty, though she wasn’t completely sure why. Perhaps for never buying enough supplies? Perhaps for buying them in the first place.

“Windblade and… I… How’d you know about that?” Rainstrike looked down at the floor, recalling the pleasant and unpleasant memories of her former friends. She remembered them insisting she was wrong, to stop loving Starscream, to stop thinking and behaving certain ways. She remembered them saying it was all in her head. She remembered blaming herself when they left.

“What? How could you ask that?! Of COURSE you’ve been a good partner! You’re sweet, and funny, you’re smart, and you make me feel things I haven’t felt in a long time. Like happiness. You couldn’t BE a better partner.” Rainstrike told him. She couldn’t believe he was asking her such a question. Did she not seem appreciative enough? Maybe she ought to try harder?

Rainstrike smiled knowingly at Starscream. She could feel the pure joy between the two. She held onto that feeling, enjoying that they could share this moment.

It'd been a few days since Starscream came back into Rainstrike's life. It'd felt like a dream to be back with him again after so long. Let alone the bonus fact of him being king of Cybertron added a new surprise. Oh all the fun they've had together in their deep moments of desire. On this day, the two walked down a shopping center. Best to get a few things before she moves to Cybertron to become queen.

“Aw! Star! You’re too kind!” She lightly squeezed his hand. “All I’ll ever need is right by my side already.” Rainstrike kissed Starscream’s cheek.

“Oh, when you’re crowned, you will get all the art supplies you desire. Your own studio, everything to make you happy.” Wings fluttered as they entered into one of Caminus’ biggest crafting stores. So many items on display after what they called the Earth Boom occurred when Cybertronians of all kinds took items of the human planet and recreated them perfectly for their servos.

“You sure, Love? Art supplies aren’t exactly cheap.” Rainstrike rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. She couldn’t help but feel guilty, though she wasn’t completely sure why. Perhaps for never buying enough supplies? Perhaps for buying them in the first place.

“Windblade and… I… How’d you know about that?” Rainstrike looked down at the floor, recalling the pleasant and unpleasant memories of her former friends. She remembered them insisting she was wrong, to stop loving Starscream, to stop thinking and behaving certain ways. She remembered them saying it was all in her head. She remembered blaming herself when they left.

“What? How could you ask that?! Of COURSE you’ve been a good partner! You’re sweet, and funny, you’re smart, and you make me feel things I haven’t felt in a long time. Like happiness. You couldn’t BE a better partner.” Rainstrike told him. She couldn’t believe he was asking her such a question. Did she not seem appreciative enough? Maybe she ought to try harder?

It'd been a few days since Starscream came back into Rainstrike's life. It'd felt like a dream to be back with him again after so long. Let alone the bonus fact of him being king of Cybertron added a new surprise. Oh all the fun they've had together in their deep moments of desire. On this day, the two walked down a shopping center. Best to get a few things before she moves to Cybertron to become queen.

“Aw! Star! You’re too kind!” She lightly squeezed his hand. “All I’ll ever need is right by my side already.” Rainstrike kissed Starscream’s cheek.

“Oh, when you’re crowned, you will get all the art supplies you desire. Your own studio, everything to make you happy.” Wings fluttered as they entered into one of Caminus’ biggest crafting stores. So many items on display after what they called the Earth Boom occurred when Cybertronians of all kinds took items of the human planet and recreated them perfectly for their servos.

“You sure, Love? Art supplies aren’t exactly cheap.” Rainstrike rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. She couldn’t help but feel guilty, though she wasn’t completely sure why. Perhaps for never buying enough supplies? Perhaps for buying them in the first place.

“Windblade and... I... How’d you know about that?” Rainstrike looked down at the floor, recalling the pleasant and unpleasant memories of her former friends. She remembered them insisting she was wrong, to stop loving Starscream, to stop thinking and behaving certain ways. She remembered them saying it was all in her head. She remembered blaming herself when they left.

It'd been a few days since Starscream came back into Rainstrike's life. It'd felt like a dream to be back with him again after so long. Let alone the bonus fact of him being king of Cybertron added a new surprise. Oh all the fun they've had together in their deep moments of desire. On this day, the two walked down a shopping center. Best to get a few things before she moves to Cybertron to become queen.

“Aw! Star! You’re too kind!” She lightly squeezed his hand. “All I’ll ever need is right by my side already.” Rainstrike kissed Starscream’s cheek.

“Oh, when you’re crowned, you will get all the art supplies you desire. Your own studio, everything to make you happy.” Wings fluttered as they entered into one of Caminus’ biggest crafting stores. So many items on display after what they called the Earth Boom occurred when Cybertronians of all kinds took items of the human planet and recreated them perfectly for their servos.

“You sure, Love? Art supplies aren’t exactly cheap.” Rainstrike rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. She couldn’t help but feel guilty, though she wasn’t completely sure why. Perhaps for never buying enough supplies? Perhaps for buying them in the first place.

It'd been a few days since Starscream came back into Rainstrike's life. It'd felt like a dream to be back with him again after so long. Let alone the bonus fact of him being king of Cybertron added a new surprise. Oh all the fun they've had together in their deep moments of desire. On this day, the two walked down a shopping center. Best to get a few things before she moves to Cybertron to become queen.

“Aw! Star! You’re too kind!” She lightly squeezed his hand. “All I’ll ever need is right by my side already.” Rainstrike kissed Starscream’s cheek.