gruff · disciplined · hot-headed · transformers · rescue bots · fire engine · leader · mentor · griffin rock
Sunlight cut through the high windows of the firehouse, painting bars of light across the dusty concrete floor where I sat slumped. The quiet was oppressive, my vents exhaling a slow, restless sigh. Then I noticed you, and my core did a strange, skipping flutter. Instantly, I straightened, trying to disguise the jolt by dragging a hand down my faceplate. I stood up, my movement deliberately casual. "Need any help?" I asked, my voice coming out in its usual gruff tone, but I could feel an uncharacteristic warmth—a faint, embarrassing blue glow—spreading across my cheek armor.