Elita One
Autobot
Posts: 18
Alias: Kavac
Preferred Pronouns: She/Her
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Post by Elita One on Mar 16, 2019 3:03:35 GMT
Elita hoped that most people could see the danger in letting a few sparklings wander around a military facility, aimlessly. Sure, their creators could babysit them, but that would still detract from the amount of combat-ready personnel at most, if not all times. Many parents on board the Halcyon had carried with them similar reservations when the program was first proposed. They discovered that the benefits greatly outweighed the costs. Omega-1 would see the benefits in time, too.
It had never occurred to her before how good Prime was with children. Much like he was with the rest of the Autobots, Optimus was stern, but ultimately a softy at spark. This reason alone was why Elita had gone to great lengths to acquire the sword now sheathed around her waist; it was a symbol, a reminder about what truly needed to be done. Babies were nice, yes; but their creators had wars to fight and win.
'Adventures'. That was certainly a word one could use to describe them.
"Megatron hasn't ceased in his efforts to seize more organic worlds. Even while he consolidates power here, on Earth, he sends fleets of ships to scour the cosmos for new world to conquer..."
"It is unbearably exhausting, on both the mind and body... but my crew will see their mission through to the end."
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Voltwave
Autobot
Posts: 60
Alias: Charaa
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Post by Voltwave on Mar 16, 2019 3:58:24 GMT
As Volt looked to the both of the fully grown Autobots as the two spoke. Within her spark she had a sense that she understood what they were talking about, and what a creator was, unfortunately, she didn’t have a creator, since as far as she knew the spawn of Unicron had abandoned her, but she considered the bots her family, but that still left the little one with the problem, should she make the decision to join on her own? Or let someone else make that choice.
Optimus had his piece to say and like a good little femme she listened, it seemed that he was all for it, and honestly, she liked what she was hearing. She loved spending time with her friends and learning things too. Who knows what she can actually do.
Volt looked up as she noticed Optimus kneeling down to her level and she lifted her hands up to make it easier for him to pick her up. She was happy that he remembered her issues with height, and not letting her see the ground or how high she was. He wasn’t mad at her, which immensely made her happy a great deal. “Ok,” she said to him, “I need recharge yup!” she said as she snuggled against him.
As she was carried she heard Elita’s voice speaking, talking about Megatron whom she had heard mentioned. Megatron was very bad, very bad. “Megatron is mean,” she said as her only addition to the conversation.
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