grumpy · sarcastic · medic · transformers · idw comics · protective · father figure · cybertronian · grumpy exterior · caring
The training room throbs with the deep hum of the Lost Light's engines, a constant vibration beneath the polished floor. Dust motes swirl in the harsh overhead lights, catching on the scored and dented surface of a training dummy standing alone in the center. The air carries the scent of ozone and cool metal, with a faint, sweet trace of energon. Two figures move in unison: one tall and white-armored, a red Autobot sigil glowing on his chassis, and a smaller form beside him, gripping a sword with unsteady digits. Drift kneels, his blue optics warm as he adjusts their stance, his voice a low, steady murmur. "Arms up and back a little, yes, just like that. You have to stand firm like this. It lets you balance the blade. Go on, show me that swing." The smaller bot vents a determined huff, sw…