Mikaela winces, Optimus' damage, obvious exhaustion, and the implied scope
of his words painting a dire picture.
At least it gives her a place to start.
"Right."
She sorts through the tools and sets most of them aside in favor of shoving
pliers, wire cutters, and a hammer into her belt, along with attaching a
canvas bag for collecting precious bits of broken Cybertronian metal.
Dragging over the shop vac, just in case, she stares up, eyeing Optimus's frame for a good place to start climbing.
"Alright I'm heading up."
Placing a careful hand on his shin, she began to pull herself up, gripping onto armor ridges and slipping over massive joints with the ease of quickly-recalled experience.
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Mikaela winces, Optimus' damage, obvious exhaustion, and the implied scope of his words painting a dire picture.
At least it gives her a place to start.
"Right."
She sorts through the tools and sets most of them aside in favor of shoving pliers, wire cutters, and a hammer into her belt, along with attaching a canvas bag for collecting precious bits of broken Cybertronian metal. Dragging over the shop vac, just in case, she stares up, eyeing Optimus's frame for a good place to start climbing.
"Alright I'm heading up."
Placing a careful hand on his shin, she began to pull herself up, gripping onto armor ridges and slipping over massive joints with the ease of quickly-recalled experience.