Forests, mountains,...swamps. Any kind of difficult terrain away from anything that could be called a road, Firedrake had never
really minded it. Not one to have a fit over difficult or messy conditions. Though she hadn't had much of an interest beyond that. It was there, and she
more often than not hadn't had an interest to look deeper into it, past whatever concerns a fighter might have. Lay of the terrain, possible spots for an
ambush, or cover, and so on...
Still since coming to this planet called 'Earth', she'd found herself dragged off on hikes, with varying frequency.
Which she grudgingly admitted that she didn't altogether mind. Even if it was often enough that she found herself a spot, usually overlooking somewhat
the area Stream was concentrating on. Kind of...liking the quiet as she watched him work. Providing a kind of guard, with that...throughoutly frustrating
tendency of his to direct all of his concentration on his working. Whether it was scanning soil for its components and any life it held, or observing some
species of animal. To the exclusion of keeping a watch on the terrain around him, even if he was at least able to keep talking.
Which was one of the reasons she had 'let' herself get dragged along on such in the first place. As kind of a guard.
Such as now, if it was getting late. Giving an almost amused snort, Firedrake stood, moving down from the sizeable boulder she
had been using for a seat. During the last better part of an hour or so. But, for some moments, she paused. It was getting dark, but the slight lack of light
was hardly a problem for cybertronian optics. Arms crossed lightly as she watched Stream, working to secure the last few of the samples he had gathered today
in small containers meant for that purpose. Looking on with a fond smile that might have caused anyone frequenting the bar to stare in surprise, till the
scientist carefully secured the last sample away and got up on his feet.
"Anything to spend the next few days analyzing till your optics cross?" Letting a teasing note into her voice as she
spoke. Then she moved again, needing only a few steps over the uneven ground to join him where he stood.
"So eager to hear about fungi, hmm? Or the insects I found?" All said with a glimmer in his optics, and a light smile,
stretching a leg to ease out complaining servos after sitting in a crouch for so long. "Don't you dare," Firedrake snapped back, standing for a
moment to look at him. Then she took his hand, giving him a look to keep off anything he might have been about to say in return. Just in time, as
his lip-plates moved, then grew still.
Fingers closing around his rather larger hand, she felt his shift, a thumb brushing over her wrist. "That depends on how
starved I am over having someone to discuss it with," he said after a pause of several moments. Giving her a smile before slowly sitting.
"You have Jordan, and Primus knows how many human scientists to throw your findings at." Ignoring his amusement as she
sat as well, keeping his hand. And, after a while, moving to lean back against him. "Fine. Some, I find interesting. But there's a lot more
stimulating topics to discuss in science than fungi. Mind that you're in the company of an old soldier, Stream."
Moving, he put an arm around her, briefly touching his helm to the back of hers. "I will put up with it, like you put up
with an old scientist, hmm?"
Firedrake snorted, allowing herself to relax with the privacy given by night and the sheer remoteness of the area they were in.
Nothing more demanded than to sit there, in the company of her partner. Closeness, and that hum of a familiar spark which she more felt than heard, even
hidden under layers of armor. Being all that mattered.
