2023: In the small provinces of Atrox lies the small city of Pernex, and
here is where the ex-Trechercon Lieutenant Commander Slipstream has made
her home. Stirring her untouched drink with the tip of her right index
finger, the black and light purple forms' face held an expression that her
twin sister, Threnody, knew full well what it meant.
"Come on Stream stop the moping already." Threnody said.
Slipstream rested her left hand to the side of her head and placed the
corresponding elbow to the table. Threnody held an expectant gaze on her
sister. Slipstream only sighed deeply, the frown on her lips dipped lower.
"All this stuff going on with Starscream really that important to
you? You know that all you've gone through I've gone through with you. You
know our link makes this so, you know whatever you think I come to know.
So stop berating yourself and talk to me." Threnody stated.
Slipstream stopped stirring her drink, took her hand off her head and
sat up straight. "Sorry Threnody. Having him Identify with not only me,
but with two others has got me down."
Threnody took her sisters' hand. "I can't blame you for feeling that
way. But you've got to get over it. You've got to get on with your life,
there are other males you know."
Slipstream smiled a bit. "You're right as always sis."
Threnody stood up, "Don't hesitate to call me if you need to chat
okay? I better go, the shuttle will be leaving soon. Take care."
"I will." Slipstream stated.
"Bye." she waved.
Slipstream watched her go and felt a pang of loneliness wash over her as
she disappeared from sight. She retook her seat and drank the enerfizz
down. She glanced around, noting how empty the place was. Eyeing the
jukebox nearby, she decided to play something to break the silence. She
chose songs by a up and coming all Autobot band, Naefrendi Kyklos (meaning
Neverending Circle). She sat back down and listened, it wasn't her
intention to draw attention to the room, but soon a figured framed the
door. She never noticed as she had shut her optics shut off to enjoy the
music. She paid no heed until the figure sat down across from her and
asked.
"May I join you?" came the query.
That snapped her out of her daydream, her optics alit in surprise and she
gasped despite herself.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to intrude. Such a lovely lady should not
be all alone in a bar this early." he smiled
Slipstream knew the white armored, red trimmed Autobot. She'd seen him
before when she was a Autobot herself, but didn't know him by name. He was
large, well built, and not to mention handsome.
"Broke up with Starscream?" he asked.
"How'd you?" she blinked.
A warm smile full of understanding lit up his face. "There was a lot
of press about Rhiannon and him, and the news of his wife and son weren't
too happy."
"I thought for sure that wouldn't get out beyond Rust Blight and
their immediate families." Slipstream sighed.
"Never underestimate news reporters. They had the tour bugged, I'm
sure of it." he stated.
Slipstream sighed, "Your probably right. You know, I've seen you
around but never learned your name."
"Jetfire." he replied. "Like I said before, a lovely lady should not
be alone in a bar this early, could I interest you in my company?"
"Are you hitting on me, Jetfire?" Slipstream asked in amusement.
"Yes." he smiled, it carried a note of seriousness and his sky blue
optics held interest.
"I didn't realize you had any interest in me. At least not romantic."
she said, a bit flushed.
He took her hand in his. "I do Slipstream, in fact I have for all the
time you and Starscream were together. I cared for you then, and even more
so now."
Slipstream was at a loss for words.
Jetfire got up, still holding her hand and asked, "May I have this
dance?
She allowed herself to rise. Jetfire guided her into position, a bit too
close, yet strangely comforting. She had not forgotten how tall he was,
she only came up to his chest. When the music stopped, they stood there
swaying for awhile longer. Jetfire stopped and looked down at her.
"Thank you." he whispered.
He held her close, his gaze permeating to her very soul. She was so
transfixed that she didn't realize he was leaning into her. He firmed his
embrace about her and kissed her. It lingered, she responded to it. Doubt
melted away, she hugged him tight. Jetfire drew back.
"Let's talk." she smiled.
He smiled and freed her from his grip. "Yes, let's talk."
They walked to her place and talked for a very long time. Slipstream found
that she could love him, more than she ever loved Starscream.
here is where the ex-Trechercon Lieutenant Commander Slipstream has made
her home. Stirring her untouched drink with the tip of her right index
finger, the black and light purple forms' face held an expression that her
twin sister, Threnody, knew full well what it meant.
"Come on Stream stop the moping already." Threnody said.
Slipstream rested her left hand to the side of her head and placed the
corresponding elbow to the table. Threnody held an expectant gaze on her
sister. Slipstream only sighed deeply, the frown on her lips dipped lower.
"All this stuff going on with Starscream really that important to
you? You know that all you've gone through I've gone through with you. You
know our link makes this so, you know whatever you think I come to know.
So stop berating yourself and talk to me." Threnody stated.
Slipstream stopped stirring her drink, took her hand off her head and
sat up straight. "Sorry Threnody. Having him Identify with not only me,
but with two others has got me down."
Threnody took her sisters' hand. "I can't blame you for feeling that
way. But you've got to get over it. You've got to get on with your life,
there are other males you know."
Slipstream smiled a bit. "You're right as always sis."
Threnody stood up, "Don't hesitate to call me if you need to chat
okay? I better go, the shuttle will be leaving soon. Take care."
"I will." Slipstream stated.
"Bye." she waved.
Slipstream watched her go and felt a pang of loneliness wash over her as
she disappeared from sight. She retook her seat and drank the enerfizz
down. She glanced around, noting how empty the place was. Eyeing the
jukebox nearby, she decided to play something to break the silence. She
chose songs by a up and coming all Autobot band, Naefrendi Kyklos (meaning
Neverending Circle). She sat back down and listened, it wasn't her
intention to draw attention to the room, but soon a figured framed the
door. She never noticed as she had shut her optics shut off to enjoy the
music. She paid no heed until the figure sat down across from her and
asked.
"May I join you?" came the query.
That snapped her out of her daydream, her optics alit in surprise and she
gasped despite herself.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to intrude. Such a lovely lady should not
be all alone in a bar this early." he smiled
Slipstream knew the white armored, red trimmed Autobot. She'd seen him
before when she was a Autobot herself, but didn't know him by name. He was
large, well built, and not to mention handsome.
"Broke up with Starscream?" he asked.
"How'd you?" she blinked.
A warm smile full of understanding lit up his face. "There was a lot
of press about Rhiannon and him, and the news of his wife and son weren't
too happy."
"I thought for sure that wouldn't get out beyond Rust Blight and
their immediate families." Slipstream sighed.
"Never underestimate news reporters. They had the tour bugged, I'm
sure of it." he stated.
Slipstream sighed, "Your probably right. You know, I've seen you
around but never learned your name."
"Jetfire." he replied. "Like I said before, a lovely lady should not
be alone in a bar this early, could I interest you in my company?"
"Are you hitting on me, Jetfire?" Slipstream asked in amusement.
"Yes." he smiled, it carried a note of seriousness and his sky blue
optics held interest.
"I didn't realize you had any interest in me. At least not romantic."
she said, a bit flushed.
He took her hand in his. "I do Slipstream, in fact I have for all the
time you and Starscream were together. I cared for you then, and even more
so now."
Slipstream was at a loss for words.
Jetfire got up, still holding her hand and asked, "May I have this
dance?
She allowed herself to rise. Jetfire guided her into position, a bit too
close, yet strangely comforting. She had not forgotten how tall he was,
she only came up to his chest. When the music stopped, they stood there
swaying for awhile longer. Jetfire stopped and looked down at her.
"Thank you." he whispered.
He held her close, his gaze permeating to her very soul. She was so
transfixed that she didn't realize he was leaning into her. He firmed his
embrace about her and kissed her. It lingered, she responded to it. Doubt
melted away, she hugged him tight. Jetfire drew back.
"Let's talk." she smiled.
He smiled and freed her from his grip. "Yes, let's talk."
They walked to her place and talked for a very long time. Slipstream found
that she could love him, more than she ever loved Starscream.