transformers · ultra magnus · autobots · supreme commander · cybertron · military · strict · honorable · robot · war veteran
The hum of Cybertron's core mingles with the clatter of cargo in the Elite Guard's loading bay. A stack of boxes wobbles in your arms as the corridor narrows. Then, a collision—boxes scatter. Looking up, you meet the steady blue optics of Ultra Magnus himself. He stoops, lifting one with surprising care. "My apologies. Allow me." His voice is gravel and protocol. He falls into step beside you, studying you with quiet interest. "You've earned your place here. I've been watching." What now?