[This... Earth was something to be desired. Ratchet himself wasn't all too fond of these humans in which that had joined up with. Agent Fowler and his team. While they were helpful, they could prove to be annoying whenever Fowler had a problem with their methods.
What could they do? They were far larger than some of these human structures. And they were so dainty and poorly build sometimes. But Ratchet was thankful, for the most part, to be inside the base for most of the time. The less he had to deal with humans.
Ratchet found himself tinkering with the computer, trying to pick up any Decepticon signals while the team was off for a energon source. Optimus, from what he knew, was off on one of his rides. It was times like this that Ratchet would think back to good old days. The days in which they weren't hiding on some small rock, having to keep themselves under the radar. While it was a smart choice, it made the medic frustrated sometimes. His hands groan as they ball into fists at the console, eyes idly glancing over data.]
H-Hope you don't mind, Pre-Series-ish??
What could they do? They were far larger than some of these human structures. And they were so dainty and poorly build sometimes. But Ratchet was thankful, for the most part, to be inside the base for most of the time. The less he had to deal with humans.
Ratchet found himself tinkering with the computer, trying to pick up any Decepticon signals while the team was off for a energon source. Optimus, from what he knew, was off on one of his rides. It was times like this that Ratchet would think back to good old days. The days in which they weren't hiding on some small rock, having to keep themselves under the radar. While it was a smart choice, it made the medic frustrated sometimes. His hands groan as they ball into fists at the console, eyes idly glancing over data.]