σptιmus primє wrote:Pathfinder | mech | autobot | scout | tags: Shocklift
Pathfinder didn't move, if anything he was more suspicious of her."I don't believe I've seen you before." He said as he studied her, he knew he hadn't seen her before while being on Earth. With the odd energy that fluctuated randomly and weird occurrences both the Autobots and Decepticons were tense and ready to fight, and the smallest thing could set off a huge chain reaction and another war would break out. When she said she didn't have to explain herself he tensed slightly as she waved him off. "How do I know you're not lying? With both factions on edge I wouldn't be surprised if the 'Cons sent over a spy to see what was going on." He challenged subtly as he shifted on his peds. When she sneered and asked who he was in a rude manner he felt his patience beginning to wear thin, and that didn't happen often or so quickly unless Lysandra was bugging him. "Mind yourself, impudence and lack of manners isn't tolerated here, and I doubt anyone would like it." He said smoothly at her retort with an irritated look of his own on his faceplates.
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σptιmus primє wrote:Fleetfoot | femme | autobot | scout | tags: Jolt
Fleetfoot glared at him and jumped slightly when the energy was transferred to her and her wounds healed. She shifted on her peds and mumbled her thanks and she tilted her helm slightly, the movement purely lupine, "What do you mean? My alt mode is mainly used for scouting and long distance traveling, though it could be helpful in combat sometimes." She said in an irritated tone and watched him take care of the last Vehicon and raised her optic ridges in slight surprise. When he ordered her to go to base she narrowed her optics with a challenging look before transforming into her wolf alt mode. She snarled and bared her denta at him and fluffed up the plates along her spine in anger and irritation before turning and running off, in the opposite direction of the base out of stubbornness. She didn't care about what he said and she didn't take orders like that kindly. So what she acted out of impulse and struck him? It's not like she could help it, it just... happened, she did feel a little guilty though. She continued to run, wanting to get away from the mess and him so she could be at peace. She soon heard the sound of a vehicle following and she flicked her finials back in ire and sped up to try and lose him, but she knew she couldn't easily so she skidded to a harsh halt and turned around and trotted away, hoping he would give up.
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