Darkest Hour || Transformers || Accepting

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink

“Sure thing. You know, I think we’d all fall apart around here if it weren’t for you and Ratchet. Especially Ironhide. I swear, that mech acts like a sparkling sometimes. Insists that he’s fine even when there’s a hole the size of a tennis ball in his arm.” Jazz laughed. He was one of the more cooperative bots when it came to checkups. He figured it was better to just get it over with.

[Kia_Bee]

"Him and Spitfire both." Tink said with a laugh. "She might be the oldest out of the two of us, but it's clear who's more mature." She added. She meant well, but her twin did have the habit of getting into trouble. "Speaking of, have you seen her anywhere?"

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink

Jazz thought for a moment. “No, I don’t think I have. I can help you look for her, if you want? Before that femme gets herself into trouble again.” Spitfire was not a bot you wanted to anger, that’s for sure. The mech made an active effort to stay away when she was agitated, usually waiting until she’d calmed down to talk to her. Still, she was a good Autobot, and Jazz would look out for her anyway he could.

[Kia_Bee]

"Thank you, Jazz." Tink said with a smile as she started to walk outside of the Ark. "Knowing her, she's probably already into trouble." She added. A few seconds after she had spoken, an explosion went off, shaking the area around them. She looked at Jazz with wide optics. "Are we under attack?"

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink

Jazz looked at Tink, optics wide under his visor. That explosion had nearly scare the spark out of him. “Either that or Wheeljack has a new experiment. Either way, it didn’t sound good! Let’s go check it out!” He transformed into his alt. mode, tires kicking up dirt as he drove towards the explosion.

[Kia_Bee]

Tink nodded in agreement, transforming into her alt mode and following him. "I just hope that she's okay." She said through the comm link between them. As they drove towards the explosion, a small figure could be seen in the distance

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink

“Don’t you worry, I’m sure she’s okay. She’s a tough bot.” Jazz replied through the link, scanning the distant figure. It took his processor a moment to realize who it was. “There she is. Should’ve known she was behind that explosion. She really is a miniature Ironhide.”

[Kia_Bee]

"Primus help me." Tink muttered to herself as they drew closer to her twin. Spitfire, meanwhile, was smiling widely in uncontained joy. "Do you see it?! It was awesome right?! I just fired up and then went KABOOOOM! I didn't know why I didn't try it before!" She exclaimed, unsurprisingly still on fire. Thanks to her pyrokinetic powers, she didn't feel a thing, nor did anyone who she considered a friend.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, Spitfire

Jazz transformed, sighing and shaking his head. “You scared us half to death. Sounded like a Decepticon armada was at our door.” The mech said, making sure to keep a good distance from the flame-covered femme. “I know it can get a little boring out here, but maybe you could find a...less destructive way to entertain yourself.”

[Kia_Bee]

"Where's the fun in that?" Spitfire asked, tilting her helm a little. Tink sighed, shaking her helm as well. "What if a Decepticon saw that? Our base would have been found and we could be ambushed." Tink scolded as Spitfire brushed off the flames. "Relax, Mom-Bot. No one knows we're out here aside from us and a few humans." Spitfire said dismissively