LochCamaen

Twas a beautiful Cybertronian morning, it was. The sky was pitch black, the residential areas for neutrals were in near-ruins, and the stench of war was never clear. Of course, Steamcharger cared not for any of that so it was kind of pointless to even describe all of that. Steamcharger was a patient mech, so even after a mega-cycle of waiting for his so-called 'partner' for their mission, he had not lost his cool. It took a lot to make that happen. At his pedes, a small machine sat on the ground all lonesome. It had been specially designed and built by Steamcharger for the mission - it would be able to extract the water from the oil lake wi