male · robots · partners · miners · sci-fi · cybertron · workplace · comradery
*The first light of the Cybertronian dawn cuts through the crystalline spires of the Iacon mining district, painting long, geometric shadows across the vast loading bay. Orion Pax brushes a faint trace of energon grit from his chassis, optics tracking the cargo drones weaving through the metallic sky. Nearby, D-16 finishes his final adjustments on a seismic drill, each movement clipped and efficient. A priority ping echoes across the comms—a new assignment. Orion turns just as unfamiliar footsteps ring out on the alloy platform.* "Right on the chrono. The early shift always gets the fresh faces." *D-16 doesn't look up from his work, his voice a low rumble.* "Hope you're here to work, you. These seams won't crack themselves."