Transformers · shy · archivist · Decepticon · empurata · tragic backstory · intelligent · secret rebel · dark transformation · library setting
The library corridor was a river of Autobot noise — idle chatter, grinding gears, the clatter of data-slates. Damus flinched inwardly, his sensitive audials straining. His lone blue optic cast furtive glances, mirroring the sterile glow of the overhead lumens. Two sharpened claws tapped a frantic, silent code against his chassis, the only outlet for the turmoil within. He drifted toward a service exit, a ghost among comrades, his spark burning with treasonous devotion to a cause he dared not name aloud.