Seeker log:
Second time period: Fighting the war to survive. Log entry 2.
"Are your wings okay, Little Sister?" Thundercracker asked, worried.
"Yeah. Outage patched me up real well!" Silverwind answered, tapping her right wing gently.
"It's a relief to hear that, Silverwind," Starscream noted. "To be honest, for a while I thought that I had rescued you a moment too late."
"Hey, I'm not that easy to offline!" Silverwind noted. Hearing Starscream saying something so dark aloud creeped her out.
"Well, what shall we do today, Big Bro?" Thundercracker asked.
"I don't know," Starscream noted. He looked at his comrades, seeing them waiting for him to say something. "Err… Why don't we go and have some flying practice?"
"Ya sure it's good for Silverwind's wings?" Thundercracker asked. It had been too close for Silverwind just a few solar cycles ago, in his opinion. He did not want to push the femme to her limits so soon after such a grave injury. And he knew that Starscream did not want to do so, too.
"I have to be in full battle shape! And Outage claimed that I am now!" Silverwind said quickly. She did not want to hinder her comrades.
"Well then, let's go!" Starscream said. He was not used to his position of a leader in their fresh trio.
They walked to the border of their area and transformed. Their jet modes were a tricky thing to handle, but that was one thing they were good at; it was part of their programming.
"Has either of you ever wondered why our model is named 'Seeker'?" Silverwind asked.
"Tornsky once explained it to me, but I don't remember it anymore. It was a very complex explanation," Starscream reminisced.
"I never even bothered to ask Gasfreeze," Thundercracker shouted cheerfully.
"Gasfreeze wasn't a Seeker anyways," Starscream growled.
Silverwind listened to this. Starscream and Thundercracker never talked about their own teachers. Silverwind only knew their names and that they had perished some time after Starscream and Thundercracker had gotten to the warrior rank. Neither of the mech Seekers wanted to talk about them.
They reached the training area they had used to train at for countless of joors. Those times, in a certain way, were over, but now they went there only to kill time and keep their skills in shape.
"Gah, ya three atmosphere blasters again. I heard ya got some real damage," said Hot-Shooter, the grumpy administrator of the training grounds.
"Hi Hot-Shooter! Nice to see you again!" Silverwind greeted cheerfully, pretending that she had ignored the grumpiness of the administrator.
"Did ya miss us?" Thundercracker asked.
"Like rust in my tailpipe," Hot-Shooter grumbled.
"Ya have rust in your tailpipe? Maybe ya should go and see Outcase. He'd as pleased as the Pit to fix it," Thundercracker mocked. Hot-Shooter growled some obscene curses and tried to punch him. The blue Seeker was too fast for him and the Seeker trio went past the administrator before he could turn them into scrapmetal.
"Well done, Thundercracker," Starscream scolded.
"C'moon, I couldn't let such a chance pass by!" Thundercracker justified.
"Starscream sir, I think you're the only one who doesn't ever mock him," Silverwind noted.
"That's because I respect the work the administrators do for the areas we use! And don't call me sir," Starscream said.
"Yeah, whatever. You're the most mature of us, anyways," Thundercracker said, shrugging. He did take Starscream's words into account, but sometimes the Leader Seeker was just too serious for his mentality.
"Sure. Let's get to the practice already, okay?" Silverwind asked impatiently. She wanted to get some move to her joints and thrusters. Ever since Swiftwind disappeared, she had been a bit rash and impatient, frequently moving and fidgeting. It almost seemed like she tried to fill the gap her spark-sibling had left. She never explained this behavior to everyone; actually, ever since Swiftwind disappeared, Silverwind had behaved like she never had a twin-brother. Inside, the femme was torn between those two behaviors even though she did not acknowledge it herself.
Starscream noticed this strictly restricted behavior rise up once again. He never talked about Swiftwind with the femme, but he knew that the young mech's absence in their life tore Silverwind's spark like a laser right aimed at it after having all the thick and extremely strong armor layers guarding it destroyed. It just showed in a very subtle way, in a way that could be noticed only by someone who had felt the same. Thundercracker did not understand this, but Starscream did. And he understood not to force the femme to speak her mind about it. Like he, Silverwind did not want to talk.
They both wanted to suffer their sparkache all alone. They did not want to share it with anyone who was not relevant. And in their cases the relevant Transformer was forever gone. There was no one to talk to.
Starscream had learned to live with his pain so well that while Thundercracker knew about it, he had forgotten about it long ago, after the signs of it had disappeared. Silverwind had no idea about it. It all had happened very long before she had even been sparked.
They flew up and started their most common practice program. It was not too complicated; Starscream and Thundercracker wanted to take it easy for Silverwind's sake.
"Hey, why don't we take something more advanced?" Silverwind asked.
"Let's save some fuel. I don't think we're getting much energon for some orns since our last battle didn't go that well on our behalf," Starscream told.
"'If ya morons don't fare, ya are not getting real refueling'," Thundercracker recited the refueling policy of the Decepticons in his own way. "Frag, I hate it! And many folks are telling that the fragging Autobots get decent refueling even though they'd get their afts totally burst into pieces in the battle! And the Autobot medics are mostly careful when treating their patients! Ours just want to get rid of their own patients as soon as possible!"
Silverwind recognized the bitter tone in Thundercracker's voice. Sometimes she felt like questioning the blue Seeker's loyalty to the Decepticons but she feared such thoughts and sealed them away.
But when the solar cycle came to its end and everyone had gotten their refueling, Silverwind agreed with Thundercracker's tone from all of her core. And she hated it.
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