DestinationStarfire

     “Why are you doing this?” The seeker's voice was raspy and laced with exhaustion. His optics were dull but had a trace of their usual flare of curiosity. He stood a few feet away from the other mech as he typed away at one of the many terminals that dotted this hall. Starscream stared at the other’s back, waiting for a response. None came.     The hall was deserted aside from the two and the dim lighting made it seem smaller than it was. The seeker’s wings twitched from their place, still clenched close to his back as claustrophobia and sky hunger finally started to settle in his newly cleared mind.    He had