He smiled at the femme suggestively, making her optics glue to the floor quickly.

Bingo.

Knockout had been talking with the femme for some time now, and felt the need to step things up a bit. Of course, he had always been a bit of a flirt, occasionally doing so with Rika. But now, he had taken a sincere appreciation of her. Since there wasn't many he could call an acquaintance.

As for Rika, she crossed her legs shyly as she sat upon the berth. It was quite noticeable that she had harbored feelings for the medic. It was silent for a moment, until she glanced up to his optics, which she noticed were staring at her form. She coughed awkwardly and met his optics as he realized she'd seen.

He backed away and quickly turned to his work desk, fiddling with tools from shock. He knew she had caught him too. But he just couldn't help it; it had been quite some time since he'd seen the femme body. But with her, it was different. True, she was a very attractive femme. For one, her optics were a mystery. He knew something about her energon stream that altered her to have blue and red optics. Her paint had been a dark burgundy, with black shading near the ends of her servos. Long and sleek frames hung from the back of her shoulder plates, automatically telling anyone she was a vehicon. Her frame was smaller though, common among femmes. Knockout wondered if she would fit in his servos like he imagined. 'Wait…what?'

Rika was about to speak, that is until wolf whistles came from the hall.

The two jumped surprised to see some troops were responsible. Knockout flexed his hand agitatedly, his smile filled with danger.

"Who wants a checkup!?"

Rika laughed as the crazed doc made them run for their sparks. It would be their last laugh together for a long time.

Star looked dreadfully to the earth below; she had received a com link from a miner about a small issue. She could easily fix that, the problem was…

Dirt.

She hated the substance with a passion. Ever since her arrival on Earth she found it to be terribly annoying, how it could get stuck within the smallest cracks of armor; which could take hours on end to get out.

Deciding it was best to get it over with, she transformed into the militia known aircraft as a 'stealth fighter jet'. Not that she cared for the terms, one day she had seen it flying by and decided to claim the style. It flew down the side of the nemesis; with little to no sound until the femme was about 20 feet from the ground did she land. Forcing away the thought of dirt already invading her, Star held her helm up as a miner strode over.

"Lieutenant Star," he addressed bowing briefly, "the energon seems to be deeper than we assumed. We request to use a means of stronger devices." He said, motioning to the storage deck above. That was where all appliances were held.

She nodded, and was about to retrieve it when halfway up to the deck an explosion erupted. The sudden surprise didn't give her enough time to react and soon the force had the femme sprawling through the air. To say it was a rough landing would be an understatement. From her crater in the ground, Star took a moment to process what in Primus just happened. It took her a few moments for her sensors to function as she stabilized herself. And as soon as the smoke cleared, Star sprung up quickly, surveying the area for any threats. She skeptically lowered her guns seeing no visible threats, and looked up to the deck seeing smoke pour from it. A large gaping hole now stood out for everyone nearby to see, mainly in shock. Her optics flared, and nearby miners took a few uneasy steps back when they noticed.

She was not one to take 'friendly fire' well. Whoever caused this would answer to her; and quickly if they wanted to keep their sparks. After all, she had been literally hugged by the earth…

…and its dirt.

Starscream shoved his way through the vehicon troops that idly guarded the area. Had he not been pleased with the discovery of energon this morning, no doubt he would have just blasted his way through. However, blaring monitors of a security breech didn't lighten his mood.

Through the smoke on the deck he glared and grabbed the nearest troop.

"What happened!?"

The troop recoiled and shook visibly. "W-we aren't certain Lord Starscream. We believe that maybe there was an oil leak that somehow caught fire." They said, motioning to a charred black oil reserve tank.

Starscream threw the troop to the ground and crossed his servos. "Well find out the cause and make sure it is preventable next time!"

With a hurried nod, the troop ran off leaving the commander to mule his thoughts to himself. He was sure there was someone to guard the area. But it was that time of day when most of the lower ranks switched posts, so it could have been anyone. No doubt it would take too much of his time to watch over the video monitors in that area. Yet he wanted to know. Mainly so he could rip their spark out for being an embarrassment under his command. Then, he found just that con.

Almost on cue, a familiar flier flew into the newly formed hole in the ship. ( Wow that rhymed xD) With alert optics, Star was about to question a vehicon that was nearby until a force grabbed her servo. Baffled, she looked up to see Starscream stare down at her malevolently.

She would be in a scrap load of trouble.

Thank you guys for reading! As always, feedback is appreciated. I do not own Transformers or its characters. I only claim my ocs Star and Rika.