If Starscream wasn't out in a more obvious location, it was because he was sulking. Currently he was in one of the (regrettably empty) cargo holds of the ship, attending to the crystal monstrosities that he'd obtained from that morose looking human boy a while back.
"Monstrosities" was really the only way to accurately describe them. They'd started out as mere gems but had hatched into biting, stinging, violent little nightmares that he'd been struggling to keep a tight leash on ever since. With the ship here now, he'd managed to fashion a makeshift kennel of sorts for the two of them, which was perched on top of a stack of crates. They were in there now, of course; one withdrawn into its turtle like shell, save for its barbed, stinging tail. The other, which looked something akin to an awful six-legged crocodile, was pacing restlessly back and at the bars and generally being as obnoxious as it could possibly make itself.
Starscream himself was leaned against the stack of crates, tapping away as a datapad in an attempt to distract himself from the aching of his bruised ego. Specifically, he was yet again perusing the local human message boards for any information on the crystalline lifeforms. They were honestly a handful, and surely someone must have figured something out about their origins that justified keeping them around like this.
However, it was getting difficult to concentrate when the leggier of the two kept occasionally attacking it's kennel-mate. Starscream finally snaps and pounds one fist into the side of the crate, flinging a stream of curses at the two of them in an attempt to break up the fight. Not that it mattered. They'd just be at it again momentarily.
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"Monstrosities" was really the only way to accurately describe them. They'd started out as mere gems but had hatched into biting, stinging, violent little nightmares that he'd been struggling to keep a tight leash on ever since. With the ship here now, he'd managed to fashion a makeshift kennel of sorts for the two of them, which was perched on top of a stack of crates. They were in there now, of course; one withdrawn into its turtle like shell, save for its barbed, stinging tail. The other, which looked something akin to an awful six-legged crocodile, was pacing restlessly back and at the bars and generally being as obnoxious as it could possibly make itself.
Starscream himself was leaned against the stack of crates, tapping away as a datapad in an attempt to distract himself from the aching of his bruised ego. Specifically, he was yet again perusing the local human message boards for any information on the crystalline lifeforms. They were honestly a handful, and surely someone must have figured something out about their origins that justified keeping them around like this.
However, it was getting difficult to concentrate when the leggier of the two kept occasionally attacking it's kennel-mate. Starscream finally snaps and pounds one fist into the side of the crate, flinging a stream of curses at the two of them in an attempt to break up the fight. Not that it mattered. They'd just be at it again momentarily.