LET'S BREAK THIS THING IN

[invisiblepinkboat]

"---need an opportunity..." The speaker was interrupted as the door was opened, the intruder looking pleased.

"We just got it." Tall and lanky, the speaker didn't seem to have an actual altmode, but this didn't stand out among the group in the room. Only a handful possessed them, and they were all boat alts. "They asked for someone specifically like you." Everybody in the room looked at each other, and then to the one the newcomer had addressed, and a low, excited murmur started up.

Coming around the table to the door, the newcomer laid a mint-green hand against a pink, rounded shoulder.

"Will you be okay?" The question was sincere, but considering the opportunity they had just been given - and the details had already been transmitted - it was, ultimately, more a show of support than a chance for the subject of everyone's excited chatter to back out.

Not that that would happen.

Not now, not with this.

They needed this opportunity.

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[invisiblepinkboat]

... This was a chance. She knew it was, as he was dropping into recharge faster than she was. But actually getting out of here with the Prime, from the stronghold of the Primacy, and with security heightened from the failed attempt?

No, it wouldn't work.

Instead, Elita let his responses also lull her own systems towards recharge, even as she trailed a hand repeatedly down the side of his helm slowly.

::It is... a favourite.:: She was, despite what she'd just considered, happy he liked it. ::On my own or on request? Both. I like it, so doing it for myself or others, upon demand by a client or not... I never mind.::

It was a simple thing in an existence that was less than simple.

[ichooseboth]

The Prime was happily oblivious to the thoughts of his newly-acquired lover, content in frame and spark and without a hint of fear or suspicion. She had treated him kindly in a great moment of both physical and emotional weakness - why would she seek to?

His purr deepened as fingers graced the side of his helm, and Optimus automatically turned his head into the touch, smile growing.

::I can see why. You have a lovely talent.::

Despite their dimness, his optics lingered faintly online even as the rest of him began to drift off. He wanted to both watch as well as listen to her sing for as long as he could.

[invisiblepinkboat]

The simple, and honest compliment actually had her a bit flustered, if only because she hadn't expected it to affect her so. It was quite silly; she had got similar compliments from equally as sincere and young sparks before.

::Thank you.:: Elita smiled widely at a natural pause in the song, before she continued, expression falling calmly concentrated, soft despite its intensity. She did like simply repeating this song until she was close enough to recharge to simply play it inside her processor as the last sequences for powering down was happening; she also liked watching her partners relax and slowly fall toards recharge themselves.

[ichooseboth]

It was certainly working.

Despite Optimus' lazy return smile and desire to linger online to watch the desirable femme preform, his optics slowly went dark as his large frame began to cycle down.

It wasn't long before the purr of his working engines dissolved to only the faintest hum, and the last thing he registered before falling offline was the sound of her voice.