Log Title: Seeker Dance Characters: Starscream, Ghost, Location: Skies over Vos Date: 4/20/2020 TP: Non-TP Summary: Ghost and Starscream go on a date? As logged by Starscream
Skies over Vos - Southern Hemisphere - Cybertron[]
Starscream would come soaring into the area, glancing down at the ruins of Vos below, huffing inwardly to himself at the ruins of his once /most/ prestigious city... Soon it will rise again, hopefully.. He glances around, looking for the other bot, as he had sent the invite to here, the thought crosses his mind to shift into his robotic form, but they wouldn't be looking for that, now would they?
Tetra-Interceptor is approaching the skies over Vos from an oblique angle from higher yet. The angular craft, heralding from times long past, wingovers as it descends, engines a low rumble, sensors seeking out the one she's come to meet. Thrusters kick in as she arcs inwards, spiraling closer and closer to the center of the skies over the once city of seekers.
Backblast sets up an energon transfusion as the last thing, just to help Khamsin rest further, and then brews Goth some of his energon tea. With that done, he goes to do some work in the chem lab... Scales is the senior doctor *and* the one with the bedside manner.
Tetra-Interceptor drops down, slowing to angle and meet and match the incoming craft's trajectory. <<Not something I get to do as oft as in the past. The acceptance of the flight is rather welcomed>> two of the four engines cut back then dim to lower levels.
"<<Yes.. It has...been sometime since I enjoyed a flight myself.>>" Starscream tightbeams as he joins up with Ghost. "<<This... about of foolishness with command is all the more reason to perhaps enjoy a bit of repreve before the next incident.>>" Starscream uses as he soars there in the sky. "<<Do tell, is there something on your mind?>>" He asks.
Tetra-Interceptor matches speed and flight path, dropping to position just off Starscreams left wing with apparent ease and some familiarity to flight patterns. <<There's /always/ foolishness with Command, to be frank.>> Sensors monitoring the area as they move along, << I'm in Intel, Starscream.. There's always something on my mind (short laugh). But I think I'm missing information that was not in the reports while I was.. otherwise occupied.>>
Starscream hems. "<<Wouldn't surprise me, only a select few seem to dain to write a report.>>" He'd grumble, if she could only see him rolling his optics. "<<Well, I could give you some information if necessary, somewhat up to speed on the happenings around here.... Though If you rather not discuss work at a time like this, i'd /quite understand.>>" He'd hem, that be rude after all! bringing up work on a date.
Tetra-Interceptor glides along before pop-flashing engines all back on-line. << It is one of those rare moments.>> Her alto tone is thoughtful across the shortwave <<And even longer since I've flown over Vos with a true seeker. PIty there isn't a storm to dance in.>>
"<<Pity indeed.>>" Starscream muses as he flies along, glancing down below, oddly silent... Vos had always been one of the few things he wouldn't hesitate to admit caring about, that was hard to do, even with Thundercracker and Skywarp. "<<Hmph.. Perhaps Vos will one day shine again.>>" he says suddenly, perhaps thoughtful himself.
Tetra-Interceptor rumbles engines, slowly pulling into the lead, then further ahead. << It'll take time, effort, and us not shooting the absolute feck out of one another over stupid things>> She then starts to do a slow roll, snapping into the wings vertical to the ground position, then snapping into the cockpit to ground.
"<<Oh quite, the only way anything will work is if we quite shooting at each other, but.. Well you seen how our /lord/ has been of late.. Quite the change from before.>>" He muses, as he watches her, and hiffs, going into his own roll to show his own quick agility and skill in the air.
"<<Quite positive this has turned into a battle in which he will not stop till Prime is dead in his grasp.>>"
Tetra-Interceptor continue the snap-turn roll until she's back in prime position. <<He has been.. different.>> tilting nose up to begin a climb <<And its been like that since before the Ark left. Much worse now>> Angling even steeper, readying to go into a stall. <<Let's not talk about /him/. Sours the enjoyment of the flight>>
"<<Hmph, may sound like a lie, but even /I/ can agree with that.>>" he chuckles, Starscream was in an oddly amicable mood tonight, joining her in the aerial moves that the academy had taught once before.