#pridefulscream

     A ‘Con that he can’t put a name to is common, but less so when they have an actual face to associate with that name -- normally he’d at least heard of anyone notable from some of the older mechs. This looks like a different style of bot entirely though, the faceplate reminding him more of KnockOut, a Velocitronian.     

     Also, nobody’s started shooting yet, so that kind of helps him mull it over.

     “I, uh, didn’t mean to crash in,” he beep-whirrs with an awkward lilt, because crashing in was exactly what he’d done. It makes the whole ‘nobody’s shooting’ thing even more of a miracle, really. Bee himself is pretty sure he’d be halfway to a full-charged shot if a Decepticon had suddenly appeared and violently ate dirt right in front of him. Good thing this one seems uncharacteristically non-trigger happy...?

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

Yeah how many times had she heard that one before from Hot Shot, Optimus, or even Jetfire.

Her brow was furrowed, hands on her hips as she stared down the Seeker standing before her. The scowl on her face had many times struck fear into Carlos and Rad, but rarely would it ever bother the Autobots. Alexis hardly planned for her gaze to cause any actual reaction out of Starscream, but she had already given Jetfire a thesis on the dangers of traveling to Mars.

“It’s SPACE, how is that in any way not dangerous!” She protested, lifting a hand upwards, “Mars is so inconveniently positioned to the Earth it's going to take you guys hours to fly there! Not only that, but our communications might go down due to the distance! What if you guys get stranded and we can’t help!”

Alexis sighed heavily, her head dropping slightly. Instinctively her hands converged together, digits nervously fidgeting. Her mind processing the fact that she was seriously concerned with the safety of both Jetfire and Starscream a defacto Decepticon who had only been among their ranks a few days. Perhaps she was too compassionate of heart? Her thoughts slowly fading away, clearing her throat.

“I guess it’s no use because we need to rescue that Minicon, but you guys have to be careful. You guys are the only flying Autobots we have.”

Analyzing an ongoing battle never grew any easier. Too many frames that blended in or new bodies that just happen to join the fight seemingly out of nowhere, but those past struggles grew easier upon choosing Earth for their endless war. The Autobot’s didn’t switch out, nor did his own faction, both sides struggling with lack of numbers. Continuing to observe individual brawls, the youngest seeker kept himself out of sight, his gaze flickering between Thundercracker’s overzealous bravado and the hypnotic flickering from a precious shard, once a part of the proud Allspark. Megatron made it clear to his men that the shard best be in Decepticon hands, and the leader’s unspoken threats of grievous harm still haunt Skywarp, causing the coward to hesitate.

What if he failed to take the shard? Would Lord Megatron tear his strained frame to pieces once again? His fears had doubled since the passing of Starscream, the bond between himself and Thundercracker strained and broken since their Trine fell apart once more. He spent fifty years looking desperately for his trine leader, fifty long years- wasted. It was one surprise to see Starscream in the company of Autobot’s, but that surprised morphed into pure horror when Thundercracker decided to fire at his own brother, and what for? Now their Trine wasn’t even that, it was a mockery, but to be out in battle, while still grieving for his fallen brother- his anger couldn’t be quenched, not when observing the Blue seeker’s arrogance. Through the shattered bond, Skywarp knew his elder brother held no regret.

“jesus fuckin’--”  mikaela ducked, hiding her head. “did you just yeet a whole ass car??”

“Where in the world has Starscream gone off to? I haven't seen him here all day long."

Alexis was musing to nobody in particular as she walked the halls with her Mini-con Sureshock. She had spent the last what seemed like half an hour asking the 'Bots around the base if they had seen him anywhere around, and the only one who gave her any sort of clue was that they saw him flying off of base. SureShock gave an inquisitive beep to his partner, gently nudging her arm with his hand.

"Hey that's a good idea, let's find Swindle. He might know where Starscream went. I can't find Sonar, Runway, or Jetstorm anywhere, he might have taken them with him."

A few minutes of searching on SureShock's alternate mode quickly rewarded themselves with Starscream's Mini-con partner Swindle. The Mini-con was known to really only stick to two individuals and that was Starscream and Alexis. She hopped off Sureshock as he transformed and approached Swindle. "You haven't seen Starscream around have you Swindle?"

When you are constantly working on coding and mechanical engineering projects with an alien race from the far reaches of the galaxy, you’re bound to start living where you work. Fortunately for Alexis, the Autobot’s base of operations on Earth already had quarters for the humans to use as workshops or resting quarters. Having been one of the first few humans on Earth to ever interact with the Autobots and Decepticons, she naturally got one of the larger quarters for her workshop.

The inside of her workshop was filled with computer cases and laptops on all tables and surfaces she had for workspace. Various notes with important information on them were attached to varying monitors, with the occasional hanging plant or potted plant to breathe some natural life into the room. Tucked away behind a pegboard covered wall of varying computer repair tools was a decent sized bed that she used to sleep on. She did have a home outside of the Autobot base, but her work hours were so long that sometimes she’d be living in the base for weeks.

Alexis had finally finished working on a section of code, one that was giving her grief and failing to properly run, she was well in need of some deserved rest. She moved to the bed, tossing her jacket off her shoulders, exposing the simple form fitting red tank top she wore. The hair that she had tied up in a short loose knot on the back of her head was released and as she brushed through her chin length wavy hair, she felt a pair of hands slowly wrap around the small of her back. \

The hesitation and slow cautious movements of the calloused fingers against the tank top’s fabric gave her a small inclination of who was behind her. Slowly, she turned her head to meet the gaze of Starscream’s holoform. The Seeker didn’t use his holoform very often, she had figured he found the concept of it unusual. Though she was surprised by his use of the holoform, she was never surprised when he would make appearances to her.

“Hey Star.” She responded softly, her body turning his gentle hand placement from her back to comfortably rest on her hips. Alexis raised a hand to his holoform’s sides, gently wrapping around the mid back, letting her hand only gently hold onto him.