#﹙ RP ﹚ Tʜɪs ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ɪs ᴍʏ sɪɢɴᴀʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ

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I don't know where love goes when it's gone; (CLOSED RP)

@abuzzingofbumblebees​

It was rather late in the afternoon when Thundercracker finally emerges from his ship. He was feeling rather fatigued today, but at always, he refused to allow the state of his spark to impede with his studies and work. Gathering what materials he needed, he heads en route to the nearby Energon mine to collect today’s portion.

Once inside, he knows exactly where to go as he knows the cave system inside and out, but as he passes a wall he takes a pause and makes his way back, something having caught his optic. Protruding from the rocky surface appeared to be some sort of gem or stone-- he wasn’t sure which, but closer examination could yield the answers.

The Seeker sets down his equipment, only keeping a minute laser so he would be able to properly cut out this fine specimen. Anyone else probably would have leave this alone, but Thundercracker rather like gems and stones even before arriving to Earth and couldn’t get enough of them.

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I’m takin’ my misery make it my bitch ; @heals-on-wheels​

“Oh please. You’ve healed me and tended to my wounds. As far as I’m concerned, you’ve done your job. I can tend to my duties now.” Thundercracker sits up, grabbing one of the cables on his arm and slowly working on removing it, “I’ve been in worse shape than this, I assure you. You act as if I’m dying and if that’s the case, I’ll welcome it, but I’m not so really you have nothing to worry about, doctor.”

Swinging his legs over the edge of the berth, he attempts to stand, “Thank you for your services, Knock Out. I do mean it. You’re a brilliant doctor. I’m fine though, so please... You don’t have to worry about me anymore.”

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Destination: Home (Closed RP)

Cybertron.

It had been quite some time since the Seeker last set pede on his home planet, eons perhaps, but here he was now, basking in all its glory. With a small box cradled carefully in his arms, Thundercracker exists one the many space bridges that was scattered across the surface of Cybertron. He stands on the deck and merely stares down at the cityscape below, taking in the lovely view.

Never did he think he would come to see Cybertron alive and well. To see the planet simply thriving with life once more made the Seeker’s fractured spark ache which caused him to wince some, but the pain soon pass and he was making his way down one of the many ramps towards the bustling city below.

Thundercracker figured he could fly to his designation, but instead he opted to walk there instead. It wasn’t that far, plus he wanted to take in as much of the city as he could. As he trek along, weaving his way through the crowd, he would pause now and then to eye a building or a shop or even a Cybertronian that just happened to catch his eye. So captivated in sightseeing that he wasn’t really paying that much attention to where he was going. Much to his dismay he soon collided with someone and fell backwards to the unforgiving ground below. The box he was carrying flies from his grip and crashes on the ground, opening and spilling its contents. The Seeker watches in disbelief as his precious gems he’s collected over the years scatter all over the floor.

@enforcer-of-the-dead​

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Continued from [ x ] @minibot-nickel

Thundercracker sighs, ::Medgrade. Do you have any to spare? I’m hoping you do considering you are a medic. It would be absurd for a medic to not have any. If you don’t, then I understand.::

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Continued from [ x ] @slaughterhouse-of-dragonfly​

A frown etches itself across the Seeker’s lip plates. Holy Trine? Was this mech serious? Thundercracker can’t help but to scoff, “Really now. I’m just a Seeker just like the rest. No need for formalities and the such. Thundercracker is fine as I stated. I do not mind being addressed as such. You do not need to treat me as if I’m royalty because I am not.”

Thundercracker idly places his servos on his hips, “It’s.. nice to meet you Dragonfly. I’m guessing from the way you’re behaving you thought highly of Starscream?”

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::Hello, Sir~ I found your signall and figured i'd drop a line. See how you were doing, if you needed medic services and whatnot::

::Am I to assume that you’re a medic then if you’re providing medical services?:: The Seeker frowns deeply, taking a small glance down at his chassis, ::If that is the case, then I apologize but you are merely wasting your time for I do not require any medical services of any kind. You can assist me with something else though however.::

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Tags Part 2.

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@shatterscreen​; "Why not? Afraid of losing? Or are you afraid of me? Do I intimidate you?”

Thundercracker’s optics shutter a few times in a equivalent of a blink before he scoffs, arms crossing over his chassis, “You wish you could intimidate me, but if anything, you’re just a mere pussy cat compared to the things I’ve seen. Please go bother someone else. I’m busy.”