Like Whoa!
By Water Toa
Deep in space, flew a large and incredible ship. Its speed was impressive, but one individual was wishing it was faster. This said individual was a pretty femme, staring out a window tapping her foot. The female or femme as her side of the gender was normally called, was of average size but knew she was still growing; even if she was a young adult. She wore light but tough armor that was blue and silver. Her eyes were blue, but had the tendency to change to purple when upstate or angered. Her helm wasn't very extravagant, but a ponytail of hair stuck out of the helmet high up. She, like many girls of her kind, had hair but it was a light thin metal. Her boot tapping on the floor of the space ship made a slight echo as she folded her arms, her eyes gazing out the window at the stars. Though a looker may have thought she was bored with the sight, this was not true.
Her eyes gazed in wonder at the stars and planets as they moved through the dark void. She had only been on two ships in her long life cycle, not including the escape pod, and the beauty of space still awed her. But the small frown on her face plate did show she was a bit bored this trip. And a little nervous as well. For you see, she was going to a distant planet to hopefully join a team of mechs there.
Said team was made up of six transformers: Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Ratchet, the newly revived Prowl, the memory regained Arcee, and the team leader and Cybertron's hero-Optimus Prime. And the Techno-organic named Sari. Going to join a new team would be nerve racking enough as it is; but to go and join a team of heroes that brought in Megatron, the scourge of the Autobots and deadly leader of the Decepticons?
Brutal.
The femme was personally giving herself a prize for being as calm as she was. The first time she was put on a team she stayed up half the night then paced the room of the ship she was riding in at the time 5 times around. Maybe more. She chewed her lip as she shifted feet and looked around the room she was in. Her feet were itching to pace and was about to start when the door to her right slid open, revealing a tall white and black mech. "Ah, there you are." He said pleasantly as he walked over. This mech was mainly white with black lines, a slim but strong figure and a bright blue visor where his eyes were. He had the Elite Guard symbol in the center of his chest were his hood would be and two blue and one red light and two blue headlights. An easy going smile was on his lips and it helped his overall look.
It was a wonder he was still single. ( =D ) "I was wondering where you went off too. Digging the scene?" he asked. The femme nodded, thankful for the distraction. "Yeah, it's really something. So, why were you lookin' for me?" the mech leaned on the window, which by the way took up most of the wall. "We're almost to the space bridge. Once we're though that, you'll be able to see something really stellar." The femme giggled; the mech thought a lot of things were 'stellar' and was normally right. "I'll take your word for it, Jazz."
Jazz chuckled and smiled her way knowingly. "You nervous?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "What do you think?" she asked, chuckling nervously. "Team Earth doesn't know a thing about me other then I'm a femme. What if they think one is enough? Or think I'm 'too young'?" As she said 'too young' she did air quotes and sounded like she'd heard that a lot. Which she had. That was another reason she was nervous and wishing this whole thing was done and over with. She was so nervous she was biting her lips. Jazz put a servo on her shoulder. "You don't have to worry about a thing, little dancer." He said, calling her by one of his many nicknames for her. "I know the cool cats and their alright. They'll be ecstatic to meet you, if not already. So stop worrying and relax." The femme looked into Jazz's optics and then, still looked nervous herself, nodded. "Come on, Magnus wants you in the main room." Jazz said and held out his servo to her. The femme smiled and after taking it walked with him to the door.
As they started down the hallway, she turned and asked Jazz something. "What's a cat?"