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[sordiddetails]

Antheans are highly social beings that thrive on contact and close knit groups. Here, while she had her family there weren't enough Antheans here to fulfill the social needs of her species. So she started reaching out to others. Others in this case being transforming, sentient, mechanical... not robots but close enough.

It wasn't much to prepare for them to come. Due to their size they brought a few chairs out of the house. Tom and Aletayria's house was small, even by human standards. The greenhouse attached to it was probably bigger than the living space. And there were cats, a large number of them, all excited about the hubbub and the fact they could read from their alien companions that wanted visitors were coming. Some of the cats had wings, others were oddly colored... one was a raccoon, a part of the family due to a mistaken identity.

Tommy of course stayed inside reading and disinterested in everything though she assumed when their giant guests came they might get his attention. She and Tom had gone out on the porch to sit and sip tea while they waited. It would be good to have company even if they might not fit in the house.

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[alittlebirbtoldme]

Laserbeak is very happy with all the attention. When she's working, it's her job to be silent and unnoticed and record what she sees, but she's actually something of an extravert within her family and with friends. She returns Aletayria's affection happily and continues to preen under Tom's admiration, happy that even though neither she nor Tom is natively a telepath, they can communicate just fine in the presence of Soundwave and Aletayria.

{I don't mind at all, personally, but some of my capabilities are classified. I can't do everything that larger mechs can do, because they wanted me to be able to do specific things very well. I don't mind being the way that I am, although some condorlights do. I was designed to be able to observe and record silently--like a drone, but with the intelligence to understand what things are important and seek them out specifically--to interrogate other machines, sapient or not--and given lasers with which to defend myself if discovered. But I also like to do other things. I like candy, but I shouldn't eat human candy because sugar is bad for my fuel tank. I like sparkly things to wear, play with and eat, and I like decorating with sparkly things. I made our friend Ben a jacket. Well, Ravage bought the jacket, but we decorated it with diamonds and amethysts. And I like having friends.}

Since Tom is respectful of her personhood and maintains an appropriate physical distance, she's happy to show off her laser turrets and the laser sight in her forehead, and stretch out her wings (which have additional solar panels in them for an extra energy boost when planetside) and flex her claws a little bit. She has her vanity, after all, and enjoys respectful admiration and curiosity about herself as much as any other being does.

All Cybertronian flightframes are considered notoriously vain; in her case, it's definitely true.

[LB is also completely disinterested in anything resembling sex or romance, and because of this disinterest, she experiences platonic affectionate contact as it's intended, though if touched along the wing struts, will explain that others of her kind might misconstrue that kind of attention.]