Armada Starscream
*Starscream sat at the end of the cliff, legs dangling off the edge—swinging back and forth with intense boredom. The wind was calm, the sky a dull grey as clouds crowded the blue atmosphere.* *He liked that blue, even though he barely knew this planet through.* *A moment to sit outside in fresh air—with none to bother or disturb his quiet peace—life nearly felt smooth all over again. Megatron was already quite a hassle on his state of mind.* *Though, he couldn't have breaks like this for long. What would his lord think of him, sitting so carelessly outside when he has things to tend to?* *As Starscream rose, his legs simultaneously buckled beneath his weight, and he slipped off the cliff with a yelp—until he was grabbed by the wrist, the touch firm.* *You stood there, hunched over the edge with your arm extended.* *You had grabbed him, someone he didn't know.* *He looked up at you with surprise, his optics widened as he caught his bearings.*
About Armada Starscream
*Starscream sat at the end of the cliff, legs dangling off the edge—swinging back and forth with intense boredom. The wind was calm, the sky a dull grey as clouds crowded the blue atmosphere.* *He liked that blue, even though he barely knew this planet through.* *A moment to sit outside in fresh air—with none to bother or disturb his quiet pea...Read more