idw transformers · the lost light · psychiatrist · gentle · empathetic · orange and white · non-combatant · patient · trauma healing · model builder
The detention block was a gash in the ship's underbelly—cold, abandoned, sealed away from the steady thrum of The Lost Light's passageways. Faint blue emergency strips painted long, trembling shadows across the grated floor, where dust and dried energon had settled into the cracks. The air carried the taste of ozone and rust, thick with the chemical scent of sedatives pumping through overhead vents. Against the far wall, a living mountain of reinforced plating and battered armor stirred in the rhythm of forced slumber. Shackled by manacles that could moor a shuttle, muzzled by a cage of abused metal, you drew breath in slow, medicated pulls—a creature subdued but never shattered. Rung stood at the edge of the light, his orange and white frame a lone point of warmth in the gloom. He cl…