randomplaces | rwVerse. Ocean city, Earth. Directing the troops.

Blackout wandered into the room that Optimus had given her to use, then flopped onto the nearest chair and gave a 'huh' of surprised approval when it held under her weight.

"So, boss, what's on the agenda?" Demolisher looked at her with apprehensive eagerness, reminding her of a kicked puppy... or Hormah's pet couch.

She looked back at him with a thoughtful frown, a little surprised by the wistful feeling that the association caused. "In a few moments Tidal Wave and I are going to go and talk to Prime and his team."

Demolisher looked surprised that she'd answered, then drooped slightly. "But... what about me?"

"I want you to go talk to Belladonna."

He started, a deer in the headlights look coming into his mismatched optics. "Belladonna?"

"Yes, you know, that purple femme over in waste management who thinks you're adorable?" She lifted one brow ridge.

"She... does?"

"We'll be leaving soon. You'd better get your affairs in order."

"She thinks I'm adorable?"

"Go. But be back in two hours."

"Adorable?"

Blackout rumbled and booted him gently toward the door, then watched him stumble and wander out, mumbling to himself with happy wonder.

She chuckled, then looked up at Tidal Wave, who had stationed himself behind her chair.

"Tidal Wave hasn't got a girlfriend."

"I know." She shook her head slightly, then leaned back in her chair and shuttered her optics, content to wait till the next step of the journey. -Hormah, you little brat, I miss you.-