Kenya runs across the roof of PrimeSource. Leaping of the roof, she activates her rocket thrusters and hovers away. Squinting against the glare of the morning sun, she looks down to see her fiance, Orion, below her on the ground. "Kenya, please get down. You know what Fowler said." Kenya glares. Obvious irritation on her face. "Yes. I know what Fowler said. But, he isn't the one who can defend herself from a attack from Ironhide and Arcee combined." Orion face palms at Kenya's example of training last night. As usual, Her and Hide got in it, again. Kenya was polishing the sword that Optimus had gave her.
Ironhide walks in the Groundbridge, most likely going to bug Ratchet. Turning around in irritation he snarls, "Where is that Hatchet? I need to ask him about some speed drives." Kenya looks up briefly before going back to shining the Cybersteel hilt of her sword. Hide fully turns around and raises an metallic brow. "What are YOU doing here? Aren't you supposed to be interfacing with Orion or something?" Kenya tenses and looks up, the force of her glare hot enough to melt metal. "My business has nothing to do with you, so while you have me on my good side, fuck off." Hide laughs."Oooh, fiesty. Ilike that! Why dont you dump that stiff of a Prime and get with me, baby?"
Kenya freezes. "I wouldnt date you if Megatron had his cannon at my head! Go and do what you were doing before. Being an ass." Ironhide chickles. "You are just are jealous that I can beat you in a fight." Kenya rolls her optics."Please, you would be crap under my feet." Hide shakes his helm and walks turns her sword around and inspects the other side. Finding it worthy for slicing a drones helm off she stands up. Slipping the sword in the sheath on her shoulder, she frowns. Ironhide wouldnt walk away that easily. Kenya furrows her brow and walks in the direction the mech took. But just befor she can, a black blur flashes out and tackles Kenya to the ground. Kenya wrenches away and sees the culprit:Ironhide!