[ Water bubbles with a newfound presence. Blinking blue optics from the depths as the large frame slowly drifted to waters surface. Big ol' YAWN ]

Mrrrrr. Lovely rain...

[ Crawling out of the public grandeur water fountain. Unceremoniously shaking his massive frame free of water ] RRRR GOOD TO BE BACK HOME!!! Trenches were getting BORING.

Shibe Anyone miss him? I do. Here's his dino design. He does have a root mode but i'll show that when he's repaired eventually..

Shibe He's CUTE

Help yourself !! [ 😊* dropping another piece, a small container of gummy or fruit snacks... OOO CRUNCH BAR. placing the bowl back down in its original position ] Mmm delicious

[ Plucking out pieces of candy with his raptorial limbs . ] Hmmm.. Which one. [ Squinting trying to read the packaging. Dropping a piece on the desk that he didnt seem interested in ]

[ he gets himself up and saunters over to the bowl grabbing it with his forelimbs and hoisting it even further. ] Looks good!

[ Mrrp? Blinking his optics the dinobot looked towards the reception desk.. pedes wiggling back and forth as he sat ] Does bot need help?

[ Plunked in the medical wing, some testing had come back inconclusive so he needed to visit again* ]

Uhhh not that Torrent notices. [ light humming noise the exterior of his frame was littered with scratches and dents. ] Torrent likes to go under water often!

[ He's extra careful for sure! Keeping to himself as he sauntered into the larger room. Much more comfortable this way. Maw changing together as he turned around. Looking about the place ] Mrrr torrent has not been looked at by medic in a long* time. [ Sitting himself down with a THUNK]

[ Nod nod! ] Okay, torrent ready [ Shifting weight onto his pedes the dinobots spines lowered and stored into his dorsal. Lead the way mr medic! ]

[ Mrrrrh? Large helm lifted from his magazine with fins wiggling] It has been long time ! Rodimus said to get looked at.. So Torrent is here now.. What happened to bot torrent brought in?

[ He's been reading the same magazine for the past few hours. Hummm... head tilting as optics stared at the content. He may have gotten there too early! ]

[ He got himself checked in for a much needed visit. Politely seated in a more vaccant area the dinobot looked at magazines to pass the time. Even if it was upside down, small rumblings of interest.]

Shibe Kaaaay when does Firstie next work bc i might want to throw Torrent at him but I wont to be sure its not on his off day....

[ A sudden, untraceable sadness fell over the dinobot. Oh well, back to scrounging through scrap metal ]

[ They seemed to be nervously trying to glance at co-workers. ] Torrent forgot what giant shark is named. Mrrr. But bigger than Torrent. Oceans are fun to explore. [ Hearty chuckle as he was given another drink ] Torrent don't know name, but thank you for listening [😊*]

Reminded torrent of before firestorm too over earth. Big shark! [ He was now plunked infront of the bar continuing to talk to the bartender who seemed bewildered but also- help ]

[ Nod nod! Drink completed. Left to chat away with the attending bar keep. ] Oh! Torrent have idea. A big creature torrent encountered on Earth's deepest trench. Much bigger than torrent-! [ So he regails the tale to the barkeep who grabbed his glass... ]

[ All things considered there was a giant spinosaurs at the bar. Atleast you don't stick out like a sore thumb alone Sunwire! ] Huhhh don't think Torrent can dress up.. [ Leaning down to pick up the glass with his teeth tilting helm back. The unfortunate quirk of having too short arms... ]

[ Optics spoke more than anything. They focused on the wreckers features, perhaps wanting to say more. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but he makes up for it by being keen to his surroundings] Okay. [ Helm lifting and sniffing the seltzer. ] Why does the bar look different?

[ He shakes his helm, he doesnt mind one bit. After all he trusts whatever the wrecker has will be good. 😊*] Less energetic today? [ Crouching and resting his helm on the bar. ]

[ Talons flexed slightly before looking down. Soft rumbling. ] Torrent try whatever Hot Shot wants to make . [ Lifting broad helm back up almost like a curious dog ]

[ Wandering over to the bar and squinting, he couldnt necessarily sit down. (MAYBE if he actually changed from alt mode.) But he was persistent om not transforming back for whatever reason. ] Mrrr.. [ Blinking towards Hot Shot. ] Hot shot!

[ Large helm peered in through bar doors, surprising some of the patrons. Mrr. Thirsty! Sail flattened as he careful saddled into the establishment. ]

[ He'll be less eager to interact with the cube for now. Especially when he wasn't doing anything wrong. Atleast in his mind. Closing optics to go back to recharge]

[ Maybe don't be RUDE. ] Mrrr [ Optics changed back to blue before lowering back into the pool ] Rude. [ Plunges back into the depths ]

[ those soft optics turned harsh red, bubbling snarl came from his maw ] Torrent NOT PARASITE.