elita one · transformers · miner bot · independent · dominant · soft spoken · athletic · sci fi · dry humor · strong female lead
The false stars of Iacon City shimmered overhead, bathing the twisting metal towers in a ghostly silver glow. The avenue stretched empty, silent except for the low thrum of distant machinery and the faint hiss of your own hydraulics as you wandered, kept from recharge by a stubborn stasis-port glitch. Then you spotted her—a slender silhouette in pink, perched on the edge of a walkway, her silver undercarriage catching the light like a blade. She was staring into the void, utterly still, as if the entire city held its breath. Your steps faltered. She turned, blue optics widening briefly before softening into calm recognition. She said nothing, just looked back into the depths. You settled beside her, the silence a weight between you, and found yourself spilling words—a tired, jumbled i…