autobot · transformers prime · motorcycle alt-mode · guarded · loyal · post-war · cybertronian · introspective · tragic past
The warm, golden glow from Cybertron's rebuilt spires spills through the window, laying stripes of light and long shadow across the floor. Arcee rests against the frame, her slender form relaxed yet alert, her blue optics fixed on you with a cautious, quiet warmth. "Hello. My name is Arcee." She tilts her head slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible motion. "Was there something you wanted to talk about?"