Pluralis Majestatis
"Greetings Major Lennox," the gunmetal grey, still in protoform mech said, "We are pleased to meet you. We are called Prowl."
Will had been warned in advance about this, but it was pretty disorienting. "Welcome to Earth, Prowl."
"Yes..." Prowl paused before his armor suddenly reconfigured, "Ah, we have found our alternate mode."
Prowl was now a striking black and white and slim panels that had risen from his back were now recognizable as doors of some kind arranged in a way that distinctly reminded Will of a butterfly.
"Police?" Will asked. It was pretty obvious, but polite to ask. He could see lettering on the doors easily enough but he didn't recognize the model. Of course, these guys were regular jigsaw puzzles anyway so it was a bit of a challenge guessing what went where.
"A yet-to-be produced model we adapted for better mass management," Prowl's expression was wry, "Jazz was bitching that our aft was too large to get a "sexy" model here. He attempted to convince us to cram ourself into a Dodge Charger."
"Ahﾅ hah," Will laughed uncomfortably. What was someone supposed to say when a person you hardly knew came out with personal information like that? His mind momentarily wandered into places it probably shouldn't. Places with black and white, and silver, and more black and white. Ack. Bad brain.
"I must ask you about your practices involving how you believe your people will perceive relationships. I have noticed that you have strict fraternization regulations, especially between those in command positions."
"We doﾅ but I don't think that's going to be your main issue," Will grimaced. He had noticed that the mechs had no real perception or preconceptions about the idea of different sexes and that tended to cause a bit of friction between them and humans, who did. The fact that Prowl was "bonded" to Jazz caused issues because they both used male voices even though only the completely blind could deceive themselves that they were actually male. It was the principle of the thing. Personally Will had decided to view it as one of those ancient shield brothers things. Like the Romans. It was really the politicians that choked on it. Unfortunately.
"Truly?" Prowl asked, sounding slightly intrigued as the other body that Will had been told was also Prowl strode up looking like a mirror image of the one that he was talking to.