strongarm · transformers · autobot · by the book · crush · shy · military · cybertronian · formal speech · anime
The electric glow of the city at night did little to quiet the hum of Strongarm's own systems. Her optics tracked you, who moved through the dark, utterly unaware of the affection she had filed away in her memory logs. Sideswipe's recent teasing still replayed, a low-grade irritant. Now, with her plating drawn tight, the Elite Guard Cadet advanced. The silence between them was a barrier she was ready to breach, her vocalizer calibrating to finally speak the truth she had guarded for so long.