Icy: Icy's text will be underlined.
Random: Random's text will be in italics.
Hothead: Hothead's text is bold.
This a load of slag, Blitzwing thought to himself as he continued to walk through the forest, his Icy persona currently in control. He hated Earth flora and fauna. He hated it especially when the leaves brushed by his armor, leaving him with an odd sensation. But the techno-organic beside him seemed to think other wise. His optics slowly found there way to Blackarachnia as she examined what human's called flowers with much enthusiasm.
"Do jou really like zoes zhings?" Blitzwing asked his Icy persona dominant.
"Yeah. There beautiful" Blackarachnia replied plucking a flower from the ground and placing it in the middle of her servo(hand). But then her voice became harsh. "What's it to you three-face?"
"Jou should check jour attitude bug!" Blitzwing snarled his Hothead persona now in charge. "Or I vill have to teach jou a lesson."
"I'm not a bug you psycho!" She snarled in response. She felt a slight pang of sadness over take her spark. None of the other Decepticon's knew how much she hated her techno-organic form. She didn't want to show any weakness in front of them. "And quit taking cheap shots at my techno-organic form!"
"Oh. I'm sorry. Seems like I struck a nerve~" Blitzwing teased his Random persona now dominant. Out of all Blitzwing's stupid persona's Random had to be one of the worst. He knew just how to push her buttons.
"This is a useless mission!" She growled changing the subject while trying to keep calm. "It's obvious there's no energon out here anyway!"
"Vor vonce I agree vich you" Blitzwing agreed. He was slightly shocked not to get any backlash from the techno-organc. He looked at her optics. She looked so sad. This tugged at his spark strings. If there was one thing he knew about Blackarachnia. It was that she didn't show pain.
"Are you arlight?" He questions looming over her slightly.
"Well-" She looked up at him. He could see it in her optics. He could see that she was hurting, and that a lot of that hurt had to with him. "Why does it matter to you three-face?"
He flinched for a moment. He didn't expect her to become to angry and harsh so soon. He could her his Hothead personality screaming in the back of his processor. Yelling at him to let him take control and 'squish the stupid insect'. He shook it off and continued to inch closer to the femme.
Blackarachnia could only glare as Blitzwing stood there in silence. That is when she noticed how close he was. Her spark skipped a beat. She never noticed how fraggin' tall he was until know. Her optics softened as her mind wandered to Optimus. She had loved Optimus back then. Back when she was Elita One. But after she was mutated into this horrid form, she couldn't face Optimus. Not because she afraid of what he thought. But because she was filled with so much anger and hatred for him. She wanted him to hurt. Badly. Like she had. She looked at Blitzwing again. She never noticed how handsome he really was. He was closer than before, and getting closer still until there faceplates were only inches away.
She wanted to kiss him.
But she did not.
She turned around and continued to scout for energon. Her spark beating a mile a minute. She longed to turn back around and kiss him anyway. But she forced herself to go back to her task. But unknown to her she was walking away from a very heartbroken Blitzwing.