The gestalt and seven others were carrying Energon cubes back to the colony ship.
“take these to the worldsweeper, it needs energon the colony ship is self sufficient.”
The gestalt and company change course.
Transformed and flew away, looking for any possible recruits in the wasteland
There were sparse signs of habitation throughout the city, the mostly-fugitive inhabitants wanting to keep indications of their presence to a minimum. Haliaetus might see a blue quad bike speeding away from the colony ship.
He flies towards it
The bike transforms to robot mode and scampers into a tunnel, leading underground.
He transformed and followed
The bot moved quickly through the tunnel, towards the hovel he called home on Clemency.
“wait,” he calls out
The bot stops and turns around, recognizing Haliaetus from the news.
“what is your name?” He asked calmly
The bot is obviously wary.
“What’s it to ya?” he asks.
“I want to offer a better life,” he replied
“Get lost,” replies the bot, obviously uninterested.
He turns to leave, “very well.”
The bot continues about his business, going to warn his associates of what he’s seen.
He transformed and tries to find the constructicons that was in gaia’s Entourage
There were three yellow bots with construction-related alt-modes, lounging about the worldsweeper.
He transformed and landed by them, “I’ve got a job for you three,” he said calmly