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A place to belong
miko's wings flicked idly as she filed at her claws and listened to prime and the medic, apparently named ratchet, discussing what to do with her. She'd be a little insulted by them talking about her like she wasn't there but she was far more focused on what she would do after this. Ratchet had been kind enough to not only give her energon but bring her here fix her up but she knew it wasn't likely to last. Based on primes tone she would likely have at most until tomorrow which wasn't much but she had managed more on less time. A prickle at the back of her neck prompted her to meet primes gaze with a hard glare which he turned away from sharply.
It was... odd meeting the legendary optimus prime in real life like this. She always assumed her first taste of him would be on a battle field or maybe on the business end of her sniper scope not in the med bay of his base after being saved by his medic. He wasn't as intimidating as she thought he'd be. He radiated authority to be sure, commanding attention naturally, aided by his height, but it was nothing like lord megatron. He radiated a controlled quiet power closer to Commander soundwave than anything. Given she made back talking her higher ups, particularly starscream, her personal hobby her danger sense was definitely pretty skewed but even with that in consideration nothing about him was setting off alarms. He didn't seem even remotely angry at her being here, his body language didn't convey so much as irritation and his voice was calm. He seemed more concerned than anything, for his medic and maybe for her given the look he shot her when ratchet explained the state she was in. Optimus was said to have a kind spark but even with that knowledge it all felt weird.
"Little one." Prime addressed as he approached her, a strange soft look in his optics that she couldn't name. "Miko." She corrected. "Miko." He answered with a small nod before continuing. "Ratchet has informed me of your current predicament so I'd like to offer you a place here. We could use a flier among us and in return we can give you a place to stay." He held out a hand and miko stared at him critically, picking every little detail of his body language apart. "I don't have much autobot in me. I'm not exactly good and I'm definitely not nice." "I'm not asking you to I'm asking you to help us and treat my team with civility in return for fuel, shelter and medical aid. Consider it as a quid-pro-quoe." Miko cocked a brow ridge. "So basically your hiring me as a mercenary." She summed up "In a sense, yes." Miko considered the offer. She didn't like autobots very much but it would be better than wandering around scrounging for scraps. She took his hand. "I'm argumentative, stubborn, and I'm perfectly happy to brawl if tested. Oh and if I will happily tell anyone that they're wrong level of authority be danmed, without hesitation. Good luck." He smiled at her. "I believe I can work with that."