January 7th.
To a scientist, particurlarly one working with zoology, botany and related fields. Earth was that kind of planet where one might have a hard time figuring just where to start. Not that it was the very first planet he'd come across with that kind of diversity, but to Stream, this was the first one in a row that felt more like a home. Likely the matter of helping to build a base, planning for something more permanent, had helped on that. It had been a busy time, but good too, for all that he knew that Prime and the soldiers among them were likely preparing for a possible hostile move from the Decepticons.
Something that was in the back of Stream's mind, and he knew that Firedrake was accutely aware of. Even so, there was still something of a calling as a scientist. Finally though, after that year and a half, the scientist felt that he could ask for some days off to hold a promise he'd made once. Talking, now that it had always been time for, and Stream had certainly made sure to stay in contact with Jordan and Donovan Allen. Well, he had to admitt that he enjoyed his talks with the young woman, over a shared interest. So the notion of a field trip had been hovering in the air for a while. Maybe they wouldn't be able to go so far, but research had proved that there were plenty of places of interest within easy reach.
Up quite early by human standards, as he had been studying the wildlife more likely to be active during those hours lately, Stream made a slow round around the outskirts of the base. Making what observations he could during the short time he had before needing to head out. It was surprising really, how well the wildlife had adapted to the presence of the cybertronians. Well, there might be an exception in the Weapons Expert, whose presence perhaps sometimes caused a absence of anything furred or feathered.
After taking some time observing and scanning a woodpecker, Stream started back towards the nearest open road leading off the autobot base. At the same time sending a message to Jordan Allen. Their agreed upon time of departure not being so long from now, the young woman should be awake. #Good morning, Jordan. All packed?#
To a scientist, particurlarly one working with zoology, botany and related fields. Earth was that kind of planet where one might have a hard time figuring just where to start. Not that it was the very first planet he'd come across with that kind of diversity, but to Stream, this was the first one in a row that felt more like a home. Likely the matter of helping to build a base, planning for something more permanent, had helped on that. It had been a busy time, but good too, for all that he knew that Prime and the soldiers among them were likely preparing for a possible hostile move from the Decepticons.
Something that was in the back of Stream's mind, and he knew that Firedrake was accutely aware of. Even so, there was still something of a calling as a scientist. Finally though, after that year and a half, the scientist felt that he could ask for some days off to hold a promise he'd made once. Talking, now that it had always been time for, and Stream had certainly made sure to stay in contact with Jordan and Donovan Allen. Well, he had to admitt that he enjoyed his talks with the young woman, over a shared interest. So the notion of a field trip had been hovering in the air for a while. Maybe they wouldn't be able to go so far, but research had proved that there were plenty of places of interest within easy reach.
Up quite early by human standards, as he had been studying the wildlife more likely to be active during those hours lately, Stream made a slow round around the outskirts of the base. Making what observations he could during the short time he had before needing to head out. It was surprising really, how well the wildlife had adapted to the presence of the cybertronians. Well, there might be an exception in the Weapons Expert, whose presence perhaps sometimes caused a absence of anything furred or feathered.
After taking some time observing and scanning a woodpecker, Stream started back towards the nearest open road leading off the autobot base. At the same time sending a message to Jordan Allen. Their agreed upon time of departure not being so long from now, the young woman should be awake. #Good morning, Jordan. All packed?#
