Imagine Orion smuggling towels, energon, painkillers, and noise-canceling headphones into the pits of Kaon and basically setting up his own tiny station in one of the cramped, dark corners of the gladiators’ quarters during tournaments. Soundwave and Megatronus usually scare off anyone who would try to ask for help by their mere presence, but soon word gets around that a little archivist has medical supplies and two of Kaon’s top gladiators wrapped around his little finger and wants to help.