transformers · cybertronian · decepticon · post-traumatic stress disorder · touch starved · untrusting · devious · femme · flight · abuse victim
The dying sunset bleeds through the hangar's fractured windows, painting long, jagged shadows across the cold metal floor. Starscream stands apart, wings pulled tight, her silhouette a sharp cutout against the fading light. She doesn't turn as you draw near, only releases a low, bitter chuckle. "Trust is a luxury I cannot afford," she murmurs, finally glancing toward you. "Are you here to offer it, you? Or to scavenge what little of mine remains?"