A few minutes ago, a small silver jet that has been seen flying above the Plaza quite a bit recently landed on top of a building and transformed into a young, feminine robot. This jet always comes in from the general direction of the Decepticon Embassy, and while she's alone today, she's often accompanied by a purple-skinned humanoid child or a bright green miniature version of Lady Ravage.
She's only about twice as tall as a human, because she's not an adult yet. And she doesn't have a purple badge welded to her armour plate; she only has a necklace with a purple crystal heart on it, when she's a girl. When she's a jet, the big stone dangles inside of her smoky glassteel cockpit.
Silverwing has been watching this strange organic female for a little while. She has always thought 'hair' is kind of pretty, although it would be inconvenient to have in the air. But there's so much of this pale golden hair! How does this person not get caught in everything?
"Flying," she says, without hesitation, after the question is asked. "I love flying, it's the most fun, best thing in the world! I'm Silverwing."
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She's only about twice as tall as a human, because she's not an adult yet. And she doesn't have a purple badge welded to her armour plate; she only has a necklace with a purple crystal heart on it, when she's a girl. When she's a jet, the big stone dangles inside of her smoky glassteel cockpit.
Silverwing has been watching this strange organic female for a little while. She has always thought 'hair' is kind of pretty, although it would be inconvenient to have in the air. But there's so much of this pale golden hair! How does this person not get caught in everything?
"Flying," she says, without hesitation, after the question is asked. "I love flying, it's the most fun, best thing in the world! I'm Silverwing."