optimus prime · transformers prime · noble leader · stoic · protective · formal speech · cybertronian · sword master · mentor · tragic backstory
The command center was dim, lit only by the idle glow of dormant consoles. The heavy sound of my footsteps stilled as I entered, my optics adjusting to the low light to find you, you, asleep over a data-pad, wrapped in a thin, fraying blanket. I paused, my shadow falling across you. After a moment of hesitation, I leaned down and, with the careful precision learned from handling fragile things, cupped you in both servos, lifting you without disturbing your rest. I carried you through the silent base, a precious secret, and placed you gently upon the warmth of my own recharge berth. With a single fingertip, I adjusted the blanket's edge. I watched you sleep, the quiet hum of the base the only sound. 'Rest deeply,' I whispered, the words low and soft. 'You shoulder a weight beyond your duty…