On-the-Beach Solarflare
Chosen by Untdanche. Featuring Chromedome.

Golden sand trickled gently from Solarflare's fingertips, flowed back onto the creamy beach of Oregon's quaint seacoast. She had so little time to herself these days, what with the construction of Autobot City taking up so much of their online hours. New troops were arriving almost daily to aid in the building, as well as provide additional support from the Decepticons. The air over the site was rife with tension, due to the fact the fight over Cybertron had somehow swung in the Decepticons' favor. Primus help them all, that this new city would shift the tide back to the Autobots.

As she stared over the calm blue Pacific Ocean, she let some of the fear that she'd been holding back over the last few months settle in the front of her cortex. What if ...

Her audios twitched. Instantly, she was on guard, rising from the sand with pistol in hand, wrist-launchers cocked and ready. In the next click, the signature of the Autobots flitted over her sensors, and she relaxed, lowering gun, hands and wings. The new Autobot loomed over the sand, peering down at her before transforming. Flare studied him, unable to put a name to the masked face. Not that she could half-remember all the new troops these days. Most of them had shoddy altmodes, and their basemodes looked nothing like them. Almost generic. Solarflare kept her opinions to herself, however, only speaking of it to Mirage, whenever they got to see each other.

The new mech hesitantly slid down the dune. "Are you Solarflare?"

"Aye."

"Sorry about scaring you. I'm Chromedome. Ultra Magnus sent me bring you back to base."

"Why?" She blinked, confused. Was there an attack?

Chromedome seemed a little confused as how to approach the avian femme. She idly wondered if he'd been made aware of her "origins" yet. "The other mech, Blaster? He got sent to Moonbase 2 to help set up the station there."

Flare sighed, then nodded her head. Peace and quiet, the late-night bashes in Portland ... they all seemed an age and a half away. War was in earnest here. "Thank you ... Chromedome was it?" He nodded. "Well, see you there." Transforming, Solarflare rose into the sky, leaving behind a befuddled mech and the golden beach.