canopy flinched at the feeling of bullets piercing into the concrete upon his frame, a startled rumble escaping his vocaliser. the mech shifted, extending an arm out to gently pull the human underneath his frame. ❝Don’t freak out.❞ he begged, teal optics wide. ❝Keep quiet and still, it’ll go away.❞
these machines weren’t very smart. generally when they lost sight and signal, that was it. he had hidden humans like this before. the thing would walk around upon noticing that the target wasn’t there anymore and it would scan. however, the concrete piled upon the cybertronian would trick it.
humans didn’t seem to be very advanced with their tech yet. ❝Sorry to scare you,❞ he added, quickly and softly.
Both the weapon and ammo slipped from Locus’s fingers as he felt himself being pulled. A rarity that something took him by surprise, even more so that he made no effort to fight back. A sense of safety and comfort wrapped warm fingers around his mind; even with the sounds of the machine too close for Locus to relax.
Words didn’t come to him, not as he looked up and found himself staring directly into the glowing gaze of the alien. At some point he’d leaned back, gloved hands seeking out something -- the alien’s arm or his weapons, he couldn’t think straight enough to determine. “Felix,” he hissed in one final attempt to raise his partner.
The sound of the machine was disappearing and Locus couldn’t shake how dazed he felt, under the watchful eye of an alien, who had gone out of his way to protect him. “You’re not attacking,” he finally spoke to the guardian, eyes narrowed with suspicion behind his helmet. “Why aren’t you attacking? You’re a war machine -- I shouldn’t be breathing.”
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