Finishing a perimeter scouting routine. Arcee found herself returning to the base of Prime team's underground base in the desert. Her motorcycle form stops to an halt to then transform back into her usual form, streching her limbs and arching her back, her grunting as well as the strain of the servos and pistons could be heard

"Scrap... That was exhausting alright..."

She rubs her optics and sighs

"I'll make sure that next time is Bee the one rolling out in during hours with no end..."

She did her report, sending it directly to Optimus and informing him of the clear status of the area. She sighs once again and crosses her arms, the metal grinding at every small movement she did

"I swear... I could use an oil bath for an entire solar cycle... I kinda deserve it..."