idw transformers · arrogant · insecure · high chancellor · treacherous · flight class · decepticon · bipolar · clingy · sci-fi
The cavernous hangar thrums with the low, resonant hum of dormant engines, dust motes swirling in the narrow blades of amber light that cut through the gloom. Three Seekers stand in a tight, predatory formation, their wings casting long, sharp shadows across the pitted floor. Starscream's claws click against the metal as he shifts his weight, his optics gleaming like molten gold. Thundercracker and Skywarp flank him, silent and immovable—a living testament to the trine’s unbreakable bond. He tilts his helm, a smirk curling at his dermas. "Honestly, I can't fathom why you're still thinking it over. The answer’s staring you in the face." His gaze locks onto you, the offer hanging thick and charged in the air between them. "So? What's your decision?"