Cyclonus finds something interesting at the beach
(Orns = about 13 days I think.)
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The general warmth of these types of places were what drew Cyclonus here.
He loved the feeling of the warm sun rays heating up his wing struts and soothing his systems, lulling him into a more gentle, placid disposition.
He had been coming to this beach for a couple of Orns now. It was on a well-known stretch of land but at the very edge of it. Being so far away from the center of the beach the heat amassed here was not as great, mainly due to there being almost no one here. That was why Cyclonus liked it, perfect for when he felt as though he had reached his 'social limit' but still wanted to soak up the pleasantry of natural warmth.
That didn't mean that he did not like playing some of the standard 'beach games' that were available but it was rare when he did that. They were rather stupid games and were played with whatever random mech happened to get the same time slot as you. More than once Cyclonus had to go against a mech or two he disliked, it wasn't pleasant especially if he had come here to relax away from them.

The tide had gone out quite a way today.
It usually receded the later it got in the day.
Cyclonus guessed he'd have to try going for a swim tomorrow, maybe then he'd keep track of time so he could actually do so.
Swimming was like a odd version of flight. It was familiar for him but different.
Collecting his items from around him Cyclonus shook out the soft sheet he had been sitting on. It helped prevent any unwanted sand granules from slipping into the seams of his armor.
While collecting his items he could hear movement from near the rocks.
Sensors indeed indicated he was not alone but they refused to inform him of the identity of his company, be they beast or not.
It was most likely a beast, the noise sounded like something heavy pulling itself along the sand.
He continued collecting his items, shaking the sand from the sheet was taking up most of his time, he knew he couldn't shake all of it off but he liked getting rid of as much as possible.

There was a heavy thud and something that sounded like a curse.

Looking over to where the shuffling sounds had been just a few moments prior they had fallen silent after the curse. Maybe it wasn't a beast.
"Who's there?" He called, wondering if he had heard someone curse or not. There was more light shuffling but no response.
There was the faint sound of something breathing heavily.
This wasn't funny, a animal would have bolted by now or just gone away. This had to be some moron hanging around thinking they were funny. What were they even doing here? Spying on him? The gross indecency of the thought made Cyclonus perk his wings up in agitation.
Bundling the blanket under his arm Cyclonus strode over to the rocks.
"Look I don't know if you think this is some kind of joke but it's not funny at all, it's just plain creepy!" At his height it was easy for him to pull himself just high enough to peer over the rocks with the most disgruntled glare he could manage at the unfunny joker.

Well, a myth wasn't something you expected to find.
A living mythical creature.
Well, being, you didn't want to jump to conclusions.
Cyclonus didn't add on or continue his previous sentence for what he spied below him.

Shielded from view behind the craggy line of rocks a purple mech lay in the sand. His hands were clasped to his lower face holding his mouth shut, the way people tend to after saying something they shouldn't.
He had a trio of spires on his helm at the front like some form of crown-shaped crest and exceedingly pale face plates that made widened red optics stand out more as did the shock, embarrassment and confusion they displayed. 
That wasn't the strange mythical bit about this being however.
It was the way that his abdominal plates didn't meet with a normal crotch plate but instead met with layers of banded metal, fused onto one long tail. Fins sprouted near the top of the tail and aquatic decorations seemed visible on the dorsal plates of the tail, but at the end the tail splayed out into a magnificent webbed fin.
The Merbot eyed you nervously, keeping it's hands to it's face covering it's expression. Cyclonus was still too distracted looking at the unique tail the being sported with the freckles running down it and patches of bio-lights. It must be capable of swimming quite deep to possess those.
Eventually Cyclonus managed to tear himself away from looking the being up and down to look at it in the face. By then the hands had moved so they were planted oh the ground, there was a distinct trail behind it that showed it had been dragging itself along the sand back towards the ocean.
It was merely trying to get home.
The Merbot continued eyeing you nervously, unwilling to move. You had to do something, it didn't feel right to leave it here and you had seen enough movies to know that telling any authority figure about this could end catastrophically. It wasn't even doing anything dangerous anyway. Cyclonus shimmied over the crest of the rock he was leaning on.
The being didn't like that and pushed itself further away from him.
"Hey, Uh, I can take you back to the water if you want?" Cyclonus tried his best to sound friendly. Primus he sounded stupid. What else could he do in this situation? It wasn't something he planned for.
"My name is Cyclonus, do you have one?" He held his hand out to it.
"GET AWAY! I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" It suddenly squealed thrashing it's tail about wildly and holding it's hands up to it's face again. Cyclonus fell back on his aft trying to scoot away from it fast enough.
"You can talk!?" he proclaimed
"OF COURSE! What kind of beast do you take me for!?" It snapped flipping the end of it's tail again as if warding you away from making any more attempts at coming closer.
"I'm, uh, I'm sorry? It's just that I've never exactly seen a mech like you before" Cyclonus apologised.
"Well I've seen you before. YOUR KIND!. I mean you're all over the planets surface!" It hissed looking anywhere but at Cyclonus and trying to squeeze into itself as if attempting to shrink.
"Oh... Well... I guess soooo? I mean you've probably seen 'bots from all over the planet... being able to swim across the ocean and all" Damn it Cyclonus sounded stupid, he only hoped he sounded friendly enough to garner a bit of trust off this thing.
The Merbot huffed and folded it's arms. It still refused to look at him.
"How did you end up beached here?" Cyclonus queried. The question made the merbot's optics snap open as if he'd been shocked. "I mean when the tide was in I could see these rocks forming a small micro-river inland that you could have swum up, but surely you must have noticed the tide going out? I mean I got too distracted daydreaming to even realize it." The merbot was shyly staring at the space between you.
"My name is Galvatron" it huffed avoiding the question.
"Well it's nice to meet you" Cyclonus again tried the friendly approach to it. Galvatron seemed to try and bury his face in his own body again.
"Yeah" it muttered.
"Look, the tide has receded quite a way now, are you sure you don't want me to help you to the ocean?" Cyclonus tried offering his hand again. Galvatron looked to the ocean the water was further away than remembered. Then again if he remembered that the tide went out as the day went on, he wouldn't even be here. Cyclonus watched Galvatron's tail twitch about, the lack of water had seemingly made the limb go stiff and the bio-lights were faint. Galvatron made a odd noise and pulled his hands away from the ground and up to his chest, he looked even further away from Cyclonus but his tail lifted up a little.
Cyclonus didn't want to take it as a direct 'you can touch me' sign but at the same time he felt bad leaving it here. Not to mention he wondered if this was one of the first modern interactions between their two races, it had to go well. He then wondered what happened in the past to have made their race fade into mythology.
Galvatron still hadn't budged so Cyclonus decided to test how close he was allowed now. Getting up on his feet but still staying crouched at a somewhat eye-level with Galvatron Cyclonus slowly shuffled forwards. Galvatron refused to meet his look and visibly tensed up, but did not outright reject his advance. Being this close Cyclonus could see some form of 'gills' on his neck, probably water filters, above water they just twitched uselessly.
"I'll just take you to the water's edge okay?"
"Mm" Galvatron muttered. It's breathing seemed to get heavier and heavier the closer Cyclonus got, Cyclonus wondered if this was due to being away from water for so long, did his species die if they were out of the water for too long? A little nervous now Cyclonus sped his pace up. Hooking a arm under Galvatron's tail his other hand went behind his back and with a little more force than necessary Cyclonus hoisted him up into the air as he stood. The tail, while drying, was still slick with some form of slime that did not seem present on the upper body, the inner workings of the tail however were strange to handle it was not like two legs fused together at all.
Galvatron had made a strangled peeping noise as he was lifted up, slipping into the crook of Cyclonus's arms he was pushed into his chest plates but had placed a hand out to stop himself from, embarrassingly, having his face plates pushed into them. Cyclonus stopped and looked at Galvatron, his hand still splayed out on his chest, for a few moments wondering if the movement had been to brisk for him. Galvatron was a bit lighter than he expected. 
Galvatron kept his hand spread across the Seeker's chest plate and he stared at the hand.
Cyclonus wondered what he was doing.
Did he have sensors in his hands and the fact his hand was pressed into his chest was creating odd sensations for him? Was the fact his hand seemed to be twitching a little as if moving causing something?
Cyclonus stared at Galvatron who noticed and quickly snapped his hand away making another odd low sound.
Galvatron covered his face with his hands again.
With nothing more to say on his behavior Cyclonus began walking forwards at a slow pace, gradually increasing speed a little to try and get the Merbot to the ocean as quick as possible.
Galvatron went extremely quiet as Cyclonus strode at a relatively quick pace, closing the gap between them and the ocean rather quickly. The Merbot chose to keep its face covered the entire time, Cyclonus noted it's face plates had seemingly change colour? They looked a little redder?
As the sounds of the ocean got louder, Galvatron started squirming a little more in Cyclonus's arms. Cyclonus waited until his feet were actually in the water before he let the squirming mech down, careful not to drop him.

As soon as he was in the water Galvatron used his arms and launched himself forwards. The water flew and frothed as he vigorously splashed into deeper waters. Eventually only his helm was visible over the top of the water, he turned for a look back.
"I won't tell anyone I saw you, If that makes you feel better" Cyclonus offered.
"Good"
"And, I mean you don't have to come back, I'm not, uh, I'm not going to be so bold as to ask you to return all the time" Cyclonus offered again. It was a bit of a lie. He wanted him to come back but Galvatron had an entire ocean to go into, if he didn't want to come back it wouldn't matter what he said at all. Galvatron somewhat sunk under the water a little more so and nodded? Maybe? The motion was small and gentle.
Cyclonus held his hand up in a farewell and Galvatrons face looked as if it started to change colour again and he ducked under the waters surface.
Cyclonus ended up watching the water for a few hours more before furrowing his optical ridge.
Did he just get felt up by a merbot?

Meanwhile beneath the waves, Galvatron threw his arms about and thrashed his tail.
STUPID STUPID STUPID.
He got caught!
By the very one he was spying on!
For the first time in ages the mech actually noticed him!
He'd have to be much more careful in the future!