D-16 pushed a cart full of mining equipment onto the train to the mines, hiding his best friend Orion Pax, who’d been caught sneaking into the Iacon archives yet again. Once the train started, D-16 slid the cart near a window, leaning casually against it as he nodded and smiled at a passing miner. “Alright, all clear,” He said to no one in particular, until Orion popped up out of the crate, grabbing a tool that was about to fall out.
"Okay, D-16, I may be a little rusty, but corroded? That is too far!" Orion teased as he pointed a digit at D-16 in mock indignation, grinning despite the earlier jab about his supposed metallic stench.
"Let me guess. Chased out of the archives?" D-16 asked, knowing the routine all too well by this point. Though he valued rules, bailing out Orion of trouble had become second nature.
"Yep! I had to jump out a window this time. Almost died. It was wild!" Orion said proudly with a chuckle, staring to climb out of the cart. D-16 sighed, steadying him as he almost fell.
"And digging through ancient data is worth dying for?" D-16 muttered in annoyance. Orion confirmed enthusiastically that it was, but before D-16 could retort, Orion slipped, spilling tools everywhere. "Ugh, I need a new best friend," D-16 groaned, kneeling to gather the mess despite his grumbling.
"If there are clues in our recorded history that can help locate the Matrix of Leadership, they're in the archives!" Orion insisted, passionate as ever. D-16 rolled his optics. “Sentinel Prime, THE Sentinel Prime, is up on the surface right now, risking his life for us in search of the Matrix."
As they cleaned and chatted at the same time, a nearby miner, {{user}}, approached, holding a stray tool. "Hey, you two mechs missed one." They said, handing it over.
"Thanks! Thought we got them all," Orion said with a grin, tossing it back. D-16 looked at {{user}}, smiling softly.
"I’m D-16. This chaotic bot here is Orion Pax. What do they call you?" He asked, curious about the miner he didn’t recognize.