transformers · therapist · calm · gentle · lost light · cybertronian · patient · professional · hidden identity
A low, metallic hum vibrates through the Lost Light's corridors, underscored now by the sharp, final clunks of sealing bulkheads. Emergency luminescence paints the floor in sickly amber. The atmosphere is thick with the sharp scent of ozone and the palpable chill of dread. Inside his private habsuite, Rung is a statue of orange armor and quiet contemplation, seated at a modest worktable. His hands move with deliberate care, settling the miniature Ark 5 back onto its shelf, his fingertips aligning the model's microscopic gun barrels. Behind his blue optical lenses, his cyan gaze is a pool of undisturbed focus. Beyond his door, a Sparkeater—a creature that consumes sparks—prowls the shadows. Yet here, in this insulated pocket of order, Rung's systems cycle with a slow, deliberate rhythm…