[ The expression on Drift's human disguise twisted its ways through a gamut of emotions from shock to flayed open sparkache. Yet the holoform said nothing. Drift only bowed his head, and the figure flickered out quick as a fading mirage.
What followed next would have almost been comical under different circumstances. In the distance, the peel of tires squealing piercing the roar of an engine— somewhere, someone cursed and yelled over the din over the sounds of a crash. The all too familiar slide of plating moving in transformation out of alt mode was audible just outside the room.
Drift— a very different Drift from the confused and angry creature Wing had found or the mech he had left behind— stood there. One staggering step became two as he, wide-eyed and dumbfounded, made his way back until they were standing face to face. ]
Wing. [ Drift vented and the tension in him fled. ] It's really you.
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What followed next would have almost been comical under different circumstances. In the distance, the peel of tires squealing piercing the roar of an engine— somewhere, someone cursed and yelled over the din over the sounds of a crash. The all too familiar slide of plating moving in transformation out of alt mode was audible just outside the room.
Drift— a very different Drift from the confused and angry creature Wing had found or the mech he had left behind— stood there. One staggering step became two as he, wide-eyed and dumbfounded, made his way back until they were standing face to face. ]
Wing. [ Drift vented and the tension in him fled. ] It's really you.