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Who: Arcee and YOU!
Where: All around L.A.
When: THIS WEEK
What: Arcee's scouting out the city, gathering information and getting to know humankind.
Warnings: idk robots

Nothing about this mission has been easy. Not spending the terse weeks in the cramped Rod Pod with Rodimus, not trying to keep her troops in line, nothing to do with Optimus -- no, Orion now. It had been hard to let him go, to watch him walk away when she knows that she and the other Autobot pose the least threat to him. If he goes back to Megatron, Arcee's not sure what'll happen with the war. And the fact that Megatron's on this planet at all is cause for concern.

That, and the considerably more local threats. Orion's terrifying bout of mind control hadn't come at the hands of the Decepticons, but something Earth-based. Something deeply sinister. Arcee knows a bit about this planet, but not enough. It's starting to look like they might be here a while, so she decides it's time for some serious recon.

She has a holomatter avatar for precisely this reason -- blending in with the local populace, maintaining a low profile. It's a remote projection, solid enough to interact with its environment and relay data back to Arcee. She can learn a lot just by driving around, but certain information is a lot easier to come by when you get up close and personal. She can be found around the city either as her human avatar, who's gathering any information she might be able to find about Megatron's whereabouts and the strange happenings in L.A. of light, or as a sleek motorcycle on the city streets, either bearing a holographic rider when on the move (because a motorcycle moving on its own would definitely be cause for suspicion), or unattended while parked out of the way to watch passersby.

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Maybe this girl is considered an oddity among her fellow humans, but Arcee...kind of likes her already. Although she finds it a little odd that a human's only frame of reference for mechanical things are objects made by other people. Organics are weird like that.

"If you're in it for making things, then yeah, absolutely." Arcee nods, thinking of some of the scientists, some of the engineers and inventors she's known over the years. Of course, these days most of them have turned their skills to making weapons, artifacts of war, but she's met some truly masterful -- if a littel weird -- inventors. "I think regardless of how it comes about -- whether it's by design or by something less deliberate -- there's...a certain beauty to it. It's different. From the rest of what you find on Earth, I mean."

She nods, looking quite pleased to have someone at least marginally understand her. It's not something that happens often and it really is nice.

"Yes, yes!" She bounces a little. "Oh, this is lovely! Do you--Are you a fan of this sort of thing as well?"

"You could say that," Arcee says with a slight smile. She's not really used to humans, but she's just a tiny bit charmed by Annabel's enthusiasm. "I like vehicles, mostly, if that's what you mean."

"Oh, that is wonderful." She's not the only one who's a bit charmed at this point. Annabel seems quite taken by this whole encounter.

Laughing, she pushes a few stray strands of hair from her face. "It's so nice to meet someone who enjoys similar things. I don't--....I don't get out much? Moving here was an attempt to get out and I'm afraid I'm still not doing much exploration."

Arcee's smile broadens a little, sort of wry. "I'm new to the area myself," she says, though that statement is far truer than Annabel realizes. "I think I know what you mean, although exploring is sort of what I do."

She nods, offering a bright smile. "Wonderful. Well...If you happen to uhm...Well, explore? I would be happy to at any point. It would be lovely to have someone to look about and learn the area with."

Arcee's mild surprise shows on her avatar's face -- do humans usually ask complete strangers to just hang out in an unfamiliar place like that? But it's not as though she's really intimidated, and she relaxes into a smile again. "...I don't see why not. I'm sure we could learn a lot that way." Like more about humanity, for instance -- Arcee's seeing an opportunity here. This might be good for them.

Annabel was....not exactly your typical human. She was not as strange as they com either but she was definitely not average. She would do things like ask strangers to explore unfamiliar cities with her, not because she didn't see the danger in it but because she somehow didn't believe the danger applied to her.

She didn't think she was invincible either, she's far less bold than that, she's just....a little silly.

"Oh that's...Great!" She bounces on the balls of her feet, something her cat seems to look more embarrassed over than her. "I don't really have a way to keep in contact, I've got an email address, if that works."

The human data networks are pretty simple compared to Cybertronian communications, and Arcee knows she won't have a hard time tapping into it if she wants to get in touch. She nods, her gaze straying curiously to the cat again.

"Email works." She grins a little, cocking her head to the side. "I'm Arcee, by the way."

The cat stares back, unblinking and curious in it's own right. He doesn't seem threatened by Arcee and, in fact, seems to approve more at this point. Which is probably not a bad thing, considering.

Annabel nods, puling out her phone. "It's very nice to meet you, Arcee!" She waves a little. "That's Bartholomew and I'm Annabel!" She smiles wide and hopes she had not made introductions on her end already. She's got a fleeting memory for such things.

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"

"Annabel. I'll remember that. And...Bartholomew." The cat sure is strange. Arcee makes a note to ask about it sometime -- although she doesn't want to pry too much. Or ask a strange question that should be obvious. She's done that a few times already. The avatar produces a mobile phone -- part of the hologram, of course -- with an email address displayed on the screen, and she holds it out to Annabel. "You can contact me at this address. Anything sent there will reach me."

She nods, grinning to this absolutely silly degree. "Wonderful! I'm so looking forward tot this! It's going to be wonderful."

She plugs in the email into her phone and the cat makes a soft noise. He seems pleased by this too, though less so than his owner.

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