Aenna-san

As always, she barely leaves the medbay. Even now. Everyone is outside, watching the fireworks and celebrating New Year, anyone except for her. Venting out softly, he enters the room. She wasn't even looking up. Seeing her like this always lets him remember how weak she is. Hiding herself behind a wall of ice, appearing to be strong and controlled, even when she would be desperate. Backup doesn't let anyone see her inside, even he had to fight harder and harder to be able to get a glimpse of it. Groundkick hugs her from behind, looking over her shoulder. She was writing the reports of their last mission. Now. Shaking his helmet and g

The evening became late, the empty bottles many and the mood cheerful. Groundkick had found himself in the role of the host, entertaining the others with his crazy ideas. But this one was definitely one of his masterpieces. While he made the guys sit on comfortable low leather seats in a row, chilling; the girls sat on simple stools  facing them in a second row. The mood was good, even the girls had agreed to this fun and Kicker was gleaming with pride. "Okay guys! Don't go easy on them~ the first one to stand up has to pay the next round for everyone." Of course it was Dragonslash, who couldn't stop himself. "Yes! And while on it, he can

Groundkick was in his best mood. The day has been quiet with no call for a mission or anything else. So he was sitting in the Bar on bord of Seashell, which he had declared to bis his temporary lab. The long counter was filled with glasses and flasks of all forms and sizes. Chemical ingredients, tools for distillation and condensation of various liquids. Satisfied, he watched how a green and yellow energon went through a long process of tubes and glasses, until at the very end, tiny little drops of bright green color fell into a testtube. This was his form of meditation. Setting everything in place, so that all he had to do was to watch