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Hyperwing has her updated design now!

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The small mech giggled, nodding his helm in agreement. “I like hanging out here because of that! Lotsa birdies and fishies!”

He pointed back to the water, still eyeing her closely. “See, I can swim with the fishies in that! I think I scared them first, but now we are friends! And then I catch bugs for my birdie friends. Except for Bill. Bill is a mean old bird so he don’t get any snacks.” Tundra glanced over to a large, fat duck floating a ways off as he said this, sticking his tongue out at it. “You better not mess with Bill. He scary!”

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I will be putting these out shortly, but the call is still open!

Starter Call for the bird child!

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Starter Call for the bird child!

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“Once upon a time, there were two happy bots! They were in love, and lived happy long lives! They looked like this!”

She is much too proud of her... story. And her drawing. But Hyperwing is going to show it off to everyone she sees.

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Starter Call!

For Hyperwing. I will write those when I get home from work :)

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Concept art complete. Hyperwing’s new frame is a go

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Someone is getting an upgrade~

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Someone is getting an upgrade~

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Starter Call!

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A small ex-vent escaped her when the grip loosened. Still she, she stared up at the bot warily, unable to ascertain if he meant what he said. It was a long moment before Hyperwing spoke again, having reached a decision.

"You don't mean that. That was an instinctual movement. It was too clean an action."

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With a soft ex-vent, Hyperwing shifted her position. Tucked up in a good vantage point, she was trying desperately to clean out the dirt under her feathers. Even that could mess with her aerodynamics, so the minibot took the opportunity to take a rest and get back to peak condition.

Or what could be considered peak condition, in any case.

It was due to this intent focus on her task that she didn't notice anyone approaching the area until they were upon her. Or rather, beneath her. Startled, she let out a surprised cry, wings flapping to steady herself and keep from falling out of her perch.

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"Uhm...!"

Hyperwing hesitated, looking between her datapad and the mech. Her optics were sparked with uncertainty, finding it difficult to straight out believe in this ... Generosity. In the past, things like this were...

Her smile returned to her face as she forced those thoughts aside. This was a new era. She didn't have to worry about that anymore. "T-Thank you for your kindness!"

She shuffled after him, datapad clutched close to her frame. Her field sparked with enthusiasm as she did so. "You taught me something new! I am really grateful!"

A yellow and orange bird landed, setting down a small box that had been clutched in the talons. Blue optics stared upwards, watching intently. "Delivery. Designation, please?" (mini-squared)

“Delivery?” Minimus Ambus peeks up from his datapad, stylus in his servo, “I wasn’t aware that we were scheduled for any deliveries. I’m Minimus Ambus. Who is the delivery for? Where do I need to sign?”

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The moment servos grasped her frame, startled that the mech had actually, well, grabbed her like that! The momentary shock kept her from immediately reacting, and so Hyperwing remained silent as she was manhandled and... Cleaned?

The mech was cleaning her?

"H-Hey... You don't just grab somebot without asking, you know?" Hyperwing mumbled, optics sizing the mech up, but making no effort to break free.

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With a soft ex-vent, Hyperwing shifted her position. Tucked up in a good vantage point, she was trying desperately to clean out the dirt under her feathers. Even that could mess with her aerodynamics, so the minibot took the opportunity to take a rest and get back to peak condition.

Or what could be considered peak condition, in any case.

It was due to this intent focus on her task that she didn't notice anyone approaching the area until they were upon her. Or rather, beneath her. Startled, she let out a surprised cry, wings flapping to steady herself and keep from falling out of her perch.

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"The animals are nice!"

Tundra beamed, excitement pouring out of him in waves. He clapped his servos together as he spoke, childish glee in his optics.

"The fishies are fun to chase, and the birds sing real pretty! Do you like the birds?"

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“I am Tundra!”

He waved in greeting, as if he hadn’t already been talking to her. Blue optics brimmed with excitement-it had been a while since he talked to another bot like this, and it made his spark flutter with joy.

“Do you live here? This is a nice place, after all!”

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“That’s a nice name.” Hope commented, being honest.

Tundra, a fitting name for the little mech considering his alternative form was a seal. She didn’t say that of course because that would be rude. She did wave back though and shifted herself to be more comfortable.

 "No, I don’t live here exactly. But I do live around here. I like to watch the animals around here.“

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"Eh?"

Hyperwing stared into the other's optics, absorbing the words. "W-wait, you don't have to bring anyone into this! I won't say it again, okay! Promise!"

The thought of Optimus or anyone else higher up the ladder hearing about her saying such things... She would get chewed out for sure!

Straightening her posture, she tried to look and sound more confident in herself. At least, she could try that. For now.

"L-Lead the way!"

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“NO!”

The word escaped her before there was even time to process it. Her spark surged in frustration, and the internal feelings quickly became present in her expression. Small servos clenched into tight fists, optics burning bright.

“No, I don’t understand! I-I’m… I’m not strong, but I wont sit back and let you get hurt! I won’t run away!”

Feathers bristling, she jerked away from the touch- the same touch she found so comforting just moments before. Hyperwing shook her helm, trying to organize her thoughts. “You… you are more important in this fight. If anything, I should be covering for you! I am the expendable one here… I won’t let anyone get hurt because of me!”

Crossline rocked back on his heels, shocked at her outburst. He’d misjudged the ‘bot, that’s for sure. For once, he had little to say. A heavy ex-vent left the green mech, head dropping to hide what little of his face was visible.

He was frustrated. Autobots were so fraggin’ selfless. He should just let her do what she wants.

“I’ve been doin’ this too long.” He muttered under his breath. Straightening from his crouch, he turned away from Hyperwing. They’d been sitting around so long, any Decepticons that might attack would’ve already done it.

“Fine, we’ll get out together if there’s a fight. But maybe I should have a chat with your superior about his soldier considering herself expendable.” Turning back to look at her over his wings, his eyes curled in a smile. Everyone’s contribution meant something. That’s why he was here, right?

“Every effort in this war is worthwhile. Considering soldiers expendable is what gets us graveyard planets. You call yourself that ‘round me again, and I’ll make you regret it, birdy.”

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Right so there might be another delay with my replies.

I am currently home sick.

No, it does not seem to be COVID-19. I dont have a cough or anything. But I don't feel great so I am doing a lot of resting.

Sorry for the extended delay!

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Hey guys!

I will be finishing up the next round of replies either tonight or tomorrow. Work has been crazy, as for some reason people are scrambling for loans right now ... Why in the middle of a pandemic they want that, I have no idea. But whatever, it ain't my money.

However, because of this rush to the banks I have been real tired, so really my free time has been self care because my anxiety has been really high with the world going to shit. And right now self care entails avoiding reality and playing Animal Crossing, where the only things that can hurt me are bugs and the looming debt to Tom Nook.

I think I have 3(?) more replies left, so if by Thursday I haven't replied to one we have active, then please let me know!

Thanks for being so patient with me. Also, I am working on a little project that I hope to have ready by this Sunday! It will be an interactive thing, so please stay tuned!