More of Katea'Nui's OC Maverick :D

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12-Exhausted- "If I don't recharge soon, something is going to /die/."

Starscream glared lasers at the crimson and gold Seeker who stood with both hands on his hips right outside the main entrance to the Winglord's Tower.

"No, go away." he said, frowning.

"But...but, L-lord Starscream, I'm his /friend/ and who better than a friend to assist him at this crucial time-"

"Pitscrap. He doesn't even know you." Starscream said after consulting with Maverick over the comm. "Now go away or I might forget that shooting another Seeker is extraordinarily rude."

The now-dejected flier took off, muttering curses and imprecations. Starscream sighed aloud. That was the fourth one this cycle, and it wasn't even midcycle yet. Word traveled fast at the Flight Academy, and Maverick, predictably enough, wanted nothing to do with his classmates even though he had entered his very first heat cycle three cycles previously.

Mav was desperate, but he wasn't desperate enough to allow "those stuck-up flitterglitches" to /think/ of touching him that way. It wasn't abnormal for a mentor or creator to offer themselves to a flier in his first heat, but for some reason Starscream just couldn't do it. Instead, he took it upon himself to ensure that Maverick suffered from no unwanted attention, and as a result, he was slagging exhausted. The visits had only increased as time passed, and the average heat cycle lasted no less than a decacycle.

Star wasn't sure he'd be able to stay alert for that long. He bit his lip and returned to the small alcove he'd set aside at the beginning of all this and picked up a datapad.

After about a joor and a half, the proximity alarm for the Tower began blaring. Starscream scowled deeply and walked outside, only to note a Seeker he wasn't familiar with trying to enter one of the windows on the same level as Maverick's chambers. He raised his left arm, the one with the null ray, and commed almost mildly.

/Seeker, you have five nanokliks to move away from that window before I shoot you for trespassing./

The bright yellow flier visibly quailed and fired his thrusters, flying backward to run into another flier who'd just arrived.

/Mav, why the slag are you so /popular/?/ Starscream asked his adopted creation.

/Dunno, Star, but I think somebot snuck in. There's somebody at my door./ Maverick sounded like he was sort of /enjoying/ watching Starscream run around keeping his 'virtue' intact.

Not that Maverick had much of /that/ remaining, but what Starscream didn't know wouldn't harm him.

Star fired a warning shot at the two that hovered near the tower, sending a brief comm to the guards to keep a better watch on the windows. They pinged their acknowledgement just as Starscream hurried up the stairs, finding two /more/ Seekers, these two unfamiliar as well.

"Get the slag out of here before I have you arrested!" Starscream shrieked, his need for recharge making him even more shrill than he usually was.

They saw the Winglord and literally tripped over each other trying to go back the way they'd come in- one of the balconies that hung on the side of the Tower for the pleasure of its residents.

Starscream pinged Maverick's door and steeled himself against both the energy field surges /and/ the scent of his adopted creation before entering his room. Maverick looked bored as Pit; he had a video game on pause, several datapads scattered on his berth, and the vidscreen blaring some action movie that Starscream knew Mav had seen before.

"Holding up all right?" he asked, keeping a small distance between them. Maverick's golden optics were far brighter than normal and he turned his helm to give Starscream a look that wasn't intentionally sultry, but managed it anyway. "Yeah, Star, just really bored." he said, the heat giving a new dimension to his vocal patterns. Even the way he shifted position exuded sensuality, and Starscream backed up several steps, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, but I can't stay in here to help you." he said quietly, and Maverick nodded. "I understand, 's the heat, and while I love you, it's not like that." He grinned at his sire. "And Revvy's affected too, he came in to try and play that game and, um..." Maverick's face flushed. "Let's just say he's in you two's quarters and might need help."

Starscream shuttered his optics almost as if he had a processor-ache. "Um." he said, not committing to anything. "Can you take care of things yourself for a few joor? If I don't recharge soon, things are going to get ugly."

VOIP.

"I c'n stay with him, Stars." Skywarp said, the radiation from his warp gate fading even as he spoke. Starscream gave Skywarp a critical look before nodding slowly. "You won't let anything happen." It wasn't a question and Warp knew it.

"Nope. You know Mav's safe with me." Skywarp assured his wingmate.