Silenced

6 | Ravage

Soundwave and the Vehicons arrived back, Ravage keeping close to their master as they entered the Nemesis, Megatron awaiting for their return.

Soundwave walked up to Lord Megatron, then stepping aside to show the spoils of their excursion. Megatron displayed surprise, before a conniving smirk made its way onto his face plate. Ravage sat beside Soundwave, an obedient stare directed at Megatron.

"Isn't this a welcome surprise, Ravage. One of the Decepticon's greatest spies." Megatron looked with pleased amusement towards Soundwave, stood silently with his helm pointed forward, secretly deep within his thoughts. Despite this, he still had the luxury of looking cold and intimidating instead from the security and asylum of his visor.

"I would like you to welcome Ravage aboard the Nemesis, and show him around the premises." Megatron advised, before turning his back on the two.

"Once you have completed that task, I would like you to dispatch him as you do Laserbeak, for added surveillance on the Nemesis. For now, that is." Megatron eyed Ravage briefly with his scarlet optics without shifting his helm, then glancing up to Soundwave for his answer. Soundwave was still lost in thought despite his alert-appearing stance, but was paying enough attention to give a curt nod.

"The rest of you are dismissed." Lord Megatron added brusquely before exiting the bridge.

The Vehicons dispersed themselves in all directions, heading back to their regular posts and guarding stations. Soundwave motioned for Ravage to walk with him, and the two headed down the walkway with Ravage's claws clicking against the metal floor. Yet, before they could even make it out of the main bridge, Laserbeak ejected themselves off of Soundwave's chassis, and made a high-pitched chirp as it flew small circles around Ravage. His yellow optics widened before his tail swished side to side in greeting. Ravage sat down and swatted a playful paw in the air, Laserbeak then landing on Ravage's back in order to narrowly avoid his 'attack'. Soundwave shook his head with a vent at his mini-cons' antics, but let them have their way and continued through the Nemesis as they were, Ravage happy to oblige Laserbeak as a temporary source of transportation.

Soundwave absentmindedly traveled through the Nemesis halls, no real destination in mind. He showed Ravage various parts of the warship as they went, including bits of information to keep special notice of using his snippets of voice recordings.

Eventually, they had made it back around to the medical and science sector of the ship, where Knockout was busy inside the repair-bay trying to reach a spot around his backside with his rotary buffer. He froze, however, when he was spotted in his awkward position, along with the added cause of a large predator staring him down with sharp denta - perfectly equipped to gnaw off his precious finish.

"I, uh, a-ahem." Knockout quickly straightened himself and hid the buffer behind him with his servo, giving Ravage a wary glance. Hiding the buffer was fruitless at this point but Soundwave decided to keep quiet about it, as he usually does.

"So, that...thing, that's with you."

"Ravage." Soundwave corrected.

"Yes, yes, the ravenous beast." Knockout repeated obscenely wrong in his dismissive trepidation as he started making his way around the back of the disection berth to gain both distance and cover, never once losing eye-contact with the mini-con. Ravage turned their muzzle to the side and huffed at the mispronounciation, but returned their gaze soon after.

"Is it...trained?" Knockout asked hesitantly. Soundwave responded with a blank stare, unnerving the red mech somewhat.

"..Well, is it?" He asked again, more distress in his voice this time. Soundwave shook his head slowly at the thought of Knockout even bothering to ask such a question, which only looked like Soundwave agreeing to Knockout's previous statement. His breath hitched when Soundwave started to leave; and the ravage beast not doing the same.