Starscream has been conscious for the better portion of an hour now but he certainly isn't any closer to having a clue of what the hell is going on here.
He stands on the precipice of the crater, peering down into it, optics squinted suspiciously into its depths- and then catches sight of movement. A... human? How in blazes is a human here? How is a human not only here on this planet, but here without any sort of equipment or air tight container to protect themselves?
He squints at the distant figure thoughtfully, remaining silent while he puzzles this all over- and then reels back with a surprised snarl when he recognizes who the hell the little fleshy in question is. It's been literal years from his perspective, but he's not about to forget that face. Especially since the last time he saw her, she was giving him a sound thrashing with his own Apex Armor.
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He stands on the precipice of the crater, peering down into it, optics squinted suspiciously into its depths- and then catches sight of movement. A... human? How in blazes is a human here? How is a human not only here on this planet, but here without any sort of equipment or air tight container to protect themselves?
He squints at the distant figure thoughtfully, remaining silent while he puzzles this all over- and then reels back with a surprised snarl when he recognizes who the hell the little fleshy in question is. It's been literal years from his perspective, but he's not about to forget that face. Especially since the last time he saw her, she was giving him a sound thrashing with his own Apex Armor.
Say hi Miko, it's your favorite Decepticon.