Deathsaurus stared down at the pretty little femme in front of him. She'd obviously been freshly cleaned and her plating shined under the lights. Her claws were laced together, her thin wings twitching as her purple optics stared at the ground.
"You offer yourself to me for what, prescisely?"
Her wings flicked downwards before she flicked them back up, looking up at him. Fear radiated off of her, but she glanced between his optics before settling on his lower optics. "I... I am the only Cybertronian on my planet. It has a few small areas where energon grows, but it's mostly grass and plants. I can take you to my energon spots and I offer myself to join your... crew... if you do not cyberform my planet. My family, they wouldn't survive."
He hummed softly, walking around her slowly. She was a true Seeker, all thin plating and smooth, sharp wings. Her optics followed him, forcing her to turn slightly when he stepped behind her. He reached out to drag a claw along the edge of her wing, the wing twitching down in response.
"What do you have that could convince me to not cyberform your planet?"
She invented heavily, her plating visibly expanding. "I can adapt to whatever role you would have me fill."
He lightly smirked; a purely neutral answer. "What if your role was a more physical one?"
She visibly froze, her wings flicking downwards completely. "I... I would fulfill any role to the best of my abilities."
His wings flared out and he walked slowly to stand in front of her. He gently curled a claw, tilting her chin upwards. She looked up at him, optics flickering up and down again. "Show me your little energon mines."
She blinked and nodded, wings relaxing. "Yes."
He let go of her, motioning her to turn around. She did, quickly walking ahead. He followed her almost leisurely, watching as her wings twitched up and down. She was quite pretty, if a bit on the delicate side.
She followed the path she had been brought, glancing over her shoulder to look at him. A lazy smirk played at his lips, exposing a sharp fang. She quickly looked ahead, curling her claws together tightly.
She took a deep breath when she stepped into the hangar, staring down at her little planet. She glanced back at Deathsaurus and transformed, settling on her wheels before rolling forward, dropping into space before taking off. She heard the familiar sounds of transformation behind her.
She turned slightly to see his alt mode, curious about how his wings looked. She audibly gasped at the creature flying just behind her, red optics locked onto her. He tilted his head, wings spread wide.
She trembled slightly, focusing back on flying to her energon spots.
What had she gotten herself into?