A Patch of LightDrift had known what was going on with the captain the moment he got the comm. He could put the reasoning behind the time he spent with him, being Third in Command and all. And Drift had always had this undying need to assist, especially with Rodimus, so when the comm. ended, he told himself it was time to go.A Patch of Light by TheScarred
He had planned to spend some of the night shift in Swerve’s Bar, get to know everyone in the crew a little better. Socialize; understand every cog that run the machine of the ship. But he knew himself better now than he did before, and he knew his priorities. The swordsmech bid a farewell to the bots at the table he had been invited into, and left the bar.
The moment the doors closed shut behind him, the loud noises of the music and the voices faded out. He did like that place, despite the initial subject of its making. It was active, full of playful banter and circles of friends. It was the type of thing that Rodimus would go for.
Or so he thought. Eventually, Drift realiz
Uuum, you wanna know about me? Well, okay. I live in Chicago, Illinois (Stalkers, beware! I have a machete and I’m not afraid to use it!). I’m a Junior currently attending De La Salle High School. And I have been self-diagnosed with mild paranoia and insanity~ |
I've been told I can be very mischievous when I want to be, which technically I can agree with. I have also been called creative, and a great friend once you’ve gotten to know me. I can honestly say that I cannot go throughout life without my sarcasm and ability to hide things well.
I AM ZE MASTER SPY.
I love to draw. I’ve been drawing seriously since I was eight when I read my first manga. I enjoy drawing sci-fi based art and Transformers! (TF is my high, peeps.) I to roleplay and will RP with anyone that is serious about it. But I must warn you, I prefer Transformers Rps.