I'm not part of your machine... | Transformers Prime | Soundwave Centric

9 - I Want to Go Anonymous to Identify

Instead of their own voice, out came the voice of a long-gone scientist, "-that depends-" They tilt their head at the Prime. Desperately they tried to keep their intimidation factor up but not to their knowledge was falling miserably.

"I understand your unease," Optimus Prime spoke again, keeping his calm tone and cadence. "Did something happen with the Decepticons we're not aware of? I'm no medic, but your stance and the way you were moving... It didn't look right."

They froze. Was this it? This outing was a stupid idea-- Optimus was going to take them and take them to the Au-- ... wha-- what is he doing? Is he just standing there? Waiting for them to respond? They shake their helm at Optimus, disbelief filling their processor. A shrill word from Starscream spoke for them before they could themselves, "--unbelievable!--" 

Optimus nodded his head with a familiar fondness, "Yes, I know. It seems odd that an Autobot is asking if a Decepticon is okay. You haven't changed much have you, Soundwave?"

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Acree stared in disbelief at the two older bots-- who were talking civilly. Hell, Soundwave even looked scared! Though she couldn't understand what they were saying, they were speaking in an old localized version of Cybertronian-- she couldn't even remember what Optimus had called the language when Bee had asked. She could only pick up a few off-chance words like understand and medic. Just what in the world are they talking about? Though Soundwave's burst of Starscream speaking in English was unexpected and Optimus's own response seemed out of character.

The two said a few more things in English but then comfortably transitioned back into the other language--wasitkaon?no... that didn't sound right-- they were speaking, Optimus seeming to have forgotten Acree was there.

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"Though, Soundwave, I would like an answer. Even if it's just for my peace of mind..." Optimus began again, "Is there something going on in the Nemesis? Do you need help?"

Soundwave let another scribble ball play on their visor... Letting it say more than they were comfortable at the moment. They were falling into old habits from before they were Leader and Spy... 

Optimus, instinctively reached out for the other bot while speaking in a whisper. An odd time when an emotion was invoked deep within him. "Soundwave..."

Soundwave flinched away and quickly backed up away from Optimus. They shook their head again, displaying an X across their screen to silently say no.

Optimus listened nodding, "I apologize." The leader backed up to give Soundwave room to relax. "But, before I leave... if you ever need shelter from whatever is going on over there, you can come to us. I know you know where our base is."

Soundwave let their posture relax, deciding on making a decision they may regret. "Soundwave: appreciates offer. Decsion... unsure..."  Their voice scratched at their vocalizer, a new unnamed fear surfacing while they looked at the red and blue bot in front of them.

The righteous leader raised his optic ridges with a bit of surprise at Soundwave's voice. He sighed and offered a calm expression to Soundwave's distress, "It's good to hear you talking again, Soundwave. And the offer still stands, even if you don't accept it now."

They give a curt nod to Optimus, "Soundwave: considering offer." A smiley emoji was displayed on their visor before they turned and waved Laserbeak back to leave. 

"I hope to see you again on peaceful terms, my old friend." The Prime gave the last good by turning and audibly making his way back to Arcee.

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Acree stared at Optimus. "Are you crazy? Soundwave's a Decepticon, they've attacked us! And you invited him into our base?"

Optimus nodded, "I did."

"What's Ratchet going to think?" Arcee asked, disbelief still filled her speech.

The leader shrugged, "I'm not quite sure. But if I know anything about him, he'll agree."

Acree lightly laughed, mostly to calm her own nerves. "He agrees only with you, Optimus."

Optimus took the joke in stride, transforming and rolling off while speaking. Acree rolled her optics and followed suit, ready to see the conversation that would follow their arrival.

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