Cascade stretched out her limbs as she slowly walked to the washracks. So far, she'd been given menial tasks here and there. A lot of helping carry this and that and occasionally taking watch with someone else.
Deathsaurus ran a surprisingly well-oiled... community? She couldn't find the right word for it. Everyone worked together and while a few mechs were ranked above the others, they weren't above cleaning the washracks either. It was odd, nothing she remembered from Cybertron. Higher ranking bot would never lower themselves to help.
Deathsaurus himself was an oddity. A mech that transformed into a beast! She'd never seen anything bot like him and he was fascinating.
Transforming aside and he was still fascinating. He called himself Emperor, but wasn't above taking a shift to watch or helping carry something heavy. He was respected by his crew, not feared. He didn't need to use force, they simply followed his commands and if they disagreed, they were free to disagree directly with him.
It was odd. She roomed with several others in bunks with surprisingly soft blankets and mattresses. According to her roommates, Deathsaurus was more than happy to splurge on nice things for them if they simply asked. There was a consistent rumor that Deathsaurus' personal quarters was less decorated, but no one could confirm it.
She slipped into a stall, starting the shower. She hummed happily at the hot solvent, rubbing her servos along her arms. The warworld operated on its' own schedule, which was great for consistency, but her own chronometer was set for her homeworld. At least the showers were almost always nearly empty at the late hour.
She lazily washed off, turning to let her wings get direct spray. She sighed happily as the solvent rinsed over her joints, tilting her head forward and offlining her optics.
Of course she missed her family and world, but Deathsaurus was nice enough to leave the planet uncyberformed and just plant more energon for mining later. After taking quite a large amount of crystals already grown.
She softly sighed and glanced up when the main door opened, another bot walking in. She smiled politely at them, fluttering her wings. "Hello. Bacchus, right?"
He nodded, stepping in a stall a few paces away from her. "Deathsaurus is joining the fights tonight. Wanna watch?"
She frowned slightly, glancing down. "What do you mean by fights?"
He grinned at her. "Oh yeah, you're still pretty new. Gonna be awake for a few hours?"
She nodded slowly. "Yeah, I am."
He grabbed a big bottle of solvent, pouring some directly onto his plating. "Wait for me and then we'll head down together. You're gonna have a lot of fun."
She nodded, turning off the water before stepping out the stall. She could wait around and dry off on a bench. At least she won't bother her roommates by fumbling to her berth again.