[action; Megatronus' Temple]

[staresat]

[Near the northern tip of the Haven, a visitor began to noiselessly pass into the valley of Megatronus' quadrant. While it did have the machinery to stay aloft, it was less a jet and more a flying frame tightly built around a large cannon - a gunship of sorts, and one of alien make. Fixed to it's underside was a box. Just a dull box. Any superficial decoration had been removed.]

[Upon reaching the different abodes of the quadrant, it lowered to a hover, engines still silent. The package was deposited onto the ground, and the craft banked to the left before changing back. Looks like it- now a he, was waiting for someone.]

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[ooc: feel free to poke this weirdo now or on his way out.]

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[tearsofsteel]

[Albert was passing by in the very same quadrant. He noticed the gun ship hovering low over the area. The activity made him a little wary and suspicious...yet this might be the kind of help they needed.

He followed the ship for awhile, moving as fast as he can (He was no Jet or Joe). Soon enough when he got on a level enough ground he signaled the ship, just to gauge its purpose here.]

[staresat]

[The gunship settles over a flat plot of land before shifting back into it's bipedal robot form. Shockwave didn't appear to take notice of Albert's signal at first, taking the time to make sure whatever cargo it was holding had properly landed in place.]

[But then, his optic drifts towards the signal at the top of that hill. Looks like you have his attention, Albert. What do?]

[tearsofsteel]

[Albert keeps his ground as he watches it transform. Out of all his time here it's the first he's actually seen a mech go from transport to machine.

He shouldn't be surprised, as much as he is at the moment.]

...didn't realize you guys could do that.

[staresat]

[How good is he at reading lamp body language? Because Shockwave's continued intrigue is what prompts him to answer.]

It is innate to our species.