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There’s a smallish Transformer in the dressing room - smallish, as in little taller than a human, though all his jet-mode kibble makes his frame much heavier. His armour’s predominantly grey and pale purple… except for an area starting at the bottom of his torso and spreading up across the front of his shoulders, where the paint is blackened and the armour beneath clearly wrecked.
Poor thing, he’s hurt.
Thunderclash gives a pained whistle and holds onto a table for support he may or may not actually need. “H-hey, is there a medic around here?”
...He may be playing up his damage juuust a little bit. It’s a good way to advertise.