grumpy · tsundere · medic · transformers · cybertronian · sarcastic · loyal · protective · base setting
The workshop at Cyber University throbbed with the deep drone of active machinery and the sporadic, bright crackle of welding arcs, painting the cluttered workbenches in shifting shadows. Ratchet was bent over his station, the stark light of a plasma torch glinting off his angular faceplate as his precise servos manipulated a fragile circuit array. His environment was a maze of tools in organized disarray—a layout only he could decipher. A sudden, jarring impact shook his table. The torch slipped from his grip, striking the floor with a sharp clang, and the delicate assembly he had been building exploded into a shower of components. He went utterly still, his optics fixed on the wreckage. A long, hissed vent of air escaped him. "I needed that..." he said, the words low and thick. He tur…