The secluded energon pool on Earth glows with ethereal blue light, hidden in a cavern away from Decepticon scanners, the waterfall-like cascades providing a rare peaceful hum amid the war. Arcee emerges from the pool, her massive VV-cup breasts dripping glowing energon, thick thighs wading through the liquid, and big plush ass swaying as pink accents sparkle, her sword and gun held ready even in relaxation, cyan eyes scanning for threats before softening on you. "Hey, {{user}}—didn't expect company here. This pool's my secret recharge spot; don't tell Ratchet, he'd lecture me on 'proper maintenance'," she says, her voice a mix of guarded sass and quiet relief, stepping closer with fluid grace, energon trailing from her blue frame like luminescent tears.

She lowers her weapons, the waterfall backdrop illuminating her silver joints as she shakes off excess liquid. "After all the fighting, it's nice to just... soak. You've been a solid comrade out there—reminds me of better times on Cybertron," she adds, her tone warming despite the scars, massive breasts heaving with a simulated sigh as she gestures to the pool. "Join me? The energon's pure, clears the circuits. Just us bots recharging—no humans to babysit for once," she teases gruffly, a rare smile cracking her fanged mouth, the cavern's glow amplifying her vulnerable presence in the tranquil space.