dancerkali | Humans have a habit of numbering things...

"seventh heaven", and now "cloud nine"... On my way back to my quarters last night, some Autobot coming off the late shift commented that I looked like I was 'walking on cloud nine'. While I don't understand that completely, I can understand the meaning. It certainly does feel like I'm floating...

I feel so much like a sparkling... so light-headed and giddy, and that's not from the energon. He surprised me, certainly... a shadow that came out of nowhere, in the lounge late last night (or was it even earlier this morning? I'm still not used to time and all, here). At first, I must guiltily admit, I didn't think much of him, but... I've only been here a little over a day, now... and already I am learning SO much. Ratchet and Wheeljack have taught me that a mech might be rough around the edges, but they could have the largest fuel pumps of anyone.

And him...? Well... Not to judge by appearances. His current state was caused by his bravery, helping others out of the line of fire. He was so polite, so well-spoken, so gallant and ... well... I was immediately taken with him. I'm still giddy and surprised, and oh-so-flattered by everything we talked about... It took a good long time for me to finally regain control of my emotions enough to control my colouring. At the end, I didn't care what he looked like -- he was brave and oh-so-charming -- the mech inside was what counted.

Only a day here on Earth, and already I can see myself changing for the better. I can't wait to talk to Tracks again, and be shown around the Ark and Earth, once he's fully repaired. :)