Darkest Hour || Transformers || Accepting

[Kia_Bee]

Spitfire tackled into him, trying to take him down. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson!" She replied, smirking.

Nightshade chuckled softly, glad that at least with the Autobots it was just playful instead of actual harm.

The femme nodded in understanding. She was smaller than him and had been surprised by seeing him, so she could see how that would be a problem.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz wrestled her, grinning widely. “You can try, but I’ve got more stake in this than you. I’ve got someone to impress.” He replied.

ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, E.C.H.O

Optimus gently put a hand on her shoulder. “If you come with us, I assure you we will do everything in our power to help you.”

ɪʀᴏɴʜɪᴅᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Jolt Drive

Ironhide quickly reassured her. “It’s alright. Even if I don’t get it, that doesn’t mean your doing something wrong. It’s like you said; we function differently. That’s all.”

[Kia_Bee]

"Wait, what?" Spitfire asked, caught off guard by his words.


The femme smiled at him before nodding in reply. She didn't have much of a choice and these two were the only nice ones she met so far

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz felt his faceplates and horns heating with slight embarrassment. His head nodded ever so slightly towards Nightshade. “You know...”

ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, E.C.H.O

Optimus looked back at Tink. “Any Decepticons in the area? We have to be certain we aren’t followed back to the Ark.” He asked.

ɪʀᴏɴʜɪᴅᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Jolt Drive

Ironhide quickly reassured her. “It’s alright. Even if I don’t get it, that doesn’t mean your doing something wrong. It’s like you said; we function differently. That’s all.”

[Kia_Bee]

Spitfire's eyes widened before a smirk appeared on her faceplate. "You do realize that you just gave me all rights to tease you about this, right?"


"I'm not getting any signals. We're clear." Tink replied.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz chuckled. “Ain’t nothing to tease me about.” He replied, flipping their positions and pinning her. “I win.”

ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, E.C.H.O

Optimus nodded. “Come, young one. We’ll take you to our base. We can find a way for you to better communicate once there.” He said.

ɪʀᴏɴʜɪᴅᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Jolt Drive

Ironhide quickly reassured her. “It’s alright. Even if I don’t get it, that doesn’t mean your doing something wrong. It’s like you said; we function differently. That’s all.”

[Kia_Bee]

Spitfire exclaimed in surprise as she was pinned. "Really? Cause I can tell everyone that you have a girlfriend." She teased, sing-songing the word girlfriend.


Communicate. The words sent flashing images through her mind. Symbols, something with a screen, she was decoding it. She placed a hand to her head as she shook to clear it.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz smirked down at her. “You’re awful cocky for a pinned bot.” He shot Nightshade a mischievous glance. “Besides, I wouldn’t go blabbing without my permission if I were you. Not that I mind bots knowing.”

ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, E.C.H.O

Optimus looked back at the femme. “Are you alright? Do you need medical assistance?” He asked.

ɪʀᴏɴʜɪᴅᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Jolt Drive

Ironhide quickly reassured her. “It’s alright. Even if I don’t get it, that doesn’t mean your doing something wrong. It’s like you said; we function differently. That’s all.”

[Kia_Bee]

"So you do admit that she's your girlfriend." Spitfire said with a smirk.

The femme looked back at him before shrugging. She wasn't sure herself, but it would probably be a good thing to do if she needed it.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz chuckles, letting her up. “Yes, I do admit it.” He replied.

ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, E.C.H.O

Optimus carefully lead the femme towards the Ark. “Tink and Ratchet will check you out once we are inside. Make sure nothing is wrong.”

ɪʀᴏɴʜɪᴅᴇ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Jolt Drive

Ironhide quickly reassured her. “It’s alright. Even if I don’t get it, that doesn’t mean your doing something wrong. It’s like you said; we function differently. That’s all.”