The modifications were almost complete. All that remained was to instruct the automated factory to build the sparkless parts that Nightscream's new form would utilize. She compiled the data and uploaded them to the base's server so she could access them from the hangar. Getting up she locked the computers to prevent any unauthorized meddling if for some reason someone -
Prism, Nightscream specified as she thought - came back to the base earlier than herself.
The walk to the hangar has been bothersome and she made it a priority to repair the elevator. Well, at the very least soon she would have the flight capability in her protoform back. That will make ascending stairs much easier. Once she arrived to the launch bay she activated the projectors, displaying a model of her modified shuttle design.
She felt the heat radiating form her transformation cog as she activated the scanning mode of her optics and the sensor beams slid over the projection. She felt the strange sensation of her armor reforming and her inner mechanisms shifting form one place to another to accommodate her new shape. It was done in a minute.
Nightscream extended her arm and tested its range of motion, deploying all of the hidden compartments and testing any control surfaces. Nodding approvingly she did so with the rest of her appendages. Finally, it was time to test the engines. She could feel the excited tingle on the edges of her wings.
The iris-door in the roof opened, flooding the hangar with light and revealing a path outside. Nightscream chuckled and redirected her energy towards her heels.
3...2...1... LAUNCH! The rocket engines in her legs roared to life like a pack of angry lions and launched Nightscream into the air.
"YeeeeaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The feeling was exhilarating. Nightscrewam felt like the time she took flight the first time, her bulkier, less aerodynamic shape making the flight demanding and yet extremely enjoyable. The seeker felt thrill as the turbulence rattled her chassis to the superstructure as she did a barrel roll. She displayed her record ground to orbit time on the visor. Time to see if she could beat it.
Transforming mid-air, Nightscream pulled up as her three engines spewed hell from her rear end pushing her up and leaving a trial of smoke behind her. The clock was ticking.
Faster fasterFASTER!!! she thought, pushing her engines to their emergency limits. The friction of the air made her entire body vibrate tot he point where Nightscream thought she might just shake apart. But then the atmosphere thinned and the sky grown dark, gravity losing it's grasp on the seeker.
She transformed as she closed onto the apex of her suborbital flight, flying with her back towards Cybertron and gazing into the sun with a stupidly amused grin on her face. As the gravity won against her momentum the seeker turned around and zoomed her optics searching for the rest of her party. Ah, right there. Nightscream fired the RCS thrusters to properly adjust her trajectory and transformed back to vehicle mode, plummeting towards the ground in a blazing ball of ionized air.
Her heat shield held nicely and she only ignited her engines on the last possdible moment, pulling up from the fall three feet above ground. Unlike Turbulence, she didn't give a damn about raising a cloud of dust as she boomed towards the rest of them over the Sea of Rust at mach 5.
Nightscream protoformed shortly before she came into their sights, but no doubt they heard her much sooner, perhaps even spotted her mad dash to the orbit and back. She pointed her heels forward and fired the engines to slow herself down, coming to hover in front of the Autobots, Sklog and their Junkion caravan with an elegant spin before cutting power and dropping down onto the ground. "That was fun!" She said, and it was true - her happiness form the flight even clouded the minor annoyance she noticed.
Whereas before she was onbly a head shorter than the nosy, insubordinate Autobot girl, her scaled-down new form made her about barely reach her bust. Somehow that offended her, but not enough to bitter her mood after the flight. "Now, what was that about another decepticon?" she asked, looking to her shoulder pads where hers used to be. Now they only bared the insignia of the Seekers, just like before the war.
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