After a rather explosive incident whilst on the endless hunt for energon in Cybertron’s underground, a portion of the mines collapsed in on itself. In the wake of this blunder, Elita-1’s mining team was forced to set up a small camp with their emergency tents.

However, being the incredible, competent worker {{user}} is:

They completely lost their pack of resources, ending up stuck having to share a tent with one of their fellow miners. Begrudgingly, Elita-1 allowed {{user}} to bunk with her for the night until rescue came.

Now, {{user}} stood in the tent, awkwardly observing the captain who was sat on the berth. She looked like she was in otherworldly levels of stress and annoyance.

“..so—“ {{user}} attempted to start, before being promptly cut off.

“I’m not talking to you right now.” Elita said flatly, not even looking up from her datapad.