Force of the Shore
By SMYGO4EVA
The first thing that Arcee noticed about Smokescreen is that he looked older than he seemed.
He was young and youthful on the surface, yes, with all the joking and excitement that youth gives any bot. He would seem like any other bot and Elite Guard in training, if it weren't for his optics. Dark and wide, as they told stories of megacycles long passed. Of the loss, disappointment, and the pain that can never truly be recovered from.
Arcee should know, she saw it in herself.
She hadn't the chance to speak to him and, even now, as she watched him with Bumblebee and the others at a distance, she felt no need to approach him. Perhaps she would, one day, but that day was not today.
When he glanced her way, aware of her presence, Arcee merely smiled gently in response before making her leave.