#teechew

If I remember well he wasn't executed but his spark&brain (no body) were put in a box where he was going to spend "eternity" doing nothing but "existing" - and I think he was forbidden from having visits from anyone. So not dead, sorta worst...

Jumped on @teechew‘s meme bandwagon and made my own, I did consider sing background for these guys but I decided not to this time.

The mercenary takes a slow movements, energon is still dripping a little from the fractured energon cables in his right arm but it's in a better shape than it was a few Sol cycles ago. The 30 foot tall armored titan looks over to his charge, bless their Spark, is doing her best to keep up. Starlight had some decent expertise with repairs and salvaging, and was able with what limited supplies fix up the bigger fractures and tears in Earthquake's dermis and chassis of his arm.

The smaller 10 foot tall Sparkling was humming a soft tune, something to keep her mind off things? something to calm her? or him? Despite it being his contract to first extract and then get the small microcon off the planet to her original band, she has shown keen interest and worry about her protector. Earthquake has been around the track,, for a long, long time. Some scars on his dermis seem to defy Starlight's efforts to heal, some look ancient. Only the freshest scars and rents seem to be able to be healed. But there is not enough materials and resources right now to make a full repair.

Earthquake grumbles, for the over hundredth time just today as he scans the horizon and ever so slightly above, trying to catch a glimpse of his ride off this planet. Starlight cocks her head slightly, looking up at her new tall friend “Whatcha looking at? You keep doing that you know,, looking at the stars.”

Earthquake hums softly, more of a low rumble, his lenses still locked onto the distance “I have a friend,, he travels between stars on great flames, his vast frame carrying not just himself but many allies as well. I look for him. Though with this dampening field on this continent, it has been difficult for us to get even one click off this planet.”

Starlight tilts her head the other way this time, her savior has a strange habit of making even the most simplest of of descriptions sound,, poetic? She has noticed this for the past few days they have been together, always sounding a little odd or poetic in his word choice and phrasing. She must say that this large bot was curious from the beginning. A L-Type, almost an XL-Type bot with no faction markers and using a strange weapon combination of a heavy plasma and solid projectile cannon along with a slab shield.

“Well yeah,, they had that big emitter back at the base you rescued me from. I tried to tell you ‘bout it but,, yeah.” Starlight sighs softly, kicking a loose stone as they rounded about a crag face to a large open plain. 

“Little one, your friends were earnest in your immediate safety. They were willing to pay me an absurd amount of resources and information to get you out of there. And the Consortia are not known for their,, kindness to our species. They are some of the most vile group I have met in my travels across the heavens.” Earthquake spoke slowly, being careful in his choice of words. Not that he doubted that Starlight could understand, he knows the little Sparkling is quite intelligent, in her own fashion. More to make sure Starlight understands his urgency in getting out of the complex before the Consortia brought out their more,, cruel toys.

“You’ve been around then? What kinda planets have you seen? I bet you’ve been to some crazy places!” Starlight bounces a little, as her mind latches onto something she has an interest in, some little part of her positronic cogitators wanting to put her in a positive state of mind.