Ep. 1 - a talk - Closed (Soundwave)

Soundwave had been doing his best to seem as neutral as possible as far as the Decepticon command chain went. His master might have been out of his mind--something that would have quit possibly challenged Soundwave's loyalty to the mech had it been as random and unfixable as it appeared to most--but he also knew the WHY and held hope that if the mech was still alive he was fixable. Revealing the why was NOT an option so as far he was was concerned, no one could know that his master still had his complete loyalty. It might not have seemed terribly out of character to those who didn't really understand his motives (which, honestly, was near everyone on the ship), but there were those who did and it always helped to remain as unreadable as possible. Especially to Starscream.

His loyalty would never have been full transferred to Starcream even if Megatron ~had~ been put permanently out of commission, but that was something else Starscream didn't need to know. Soundwave knew how to play his cards.

Pulling himself away from his current task in the comm station, he sent a brief affirmative to his 'commander' and made for the bridge. Their energon stores were indeed running low and if whatever Starscream had discovered wasn't a complete fools errand then he would be glad to offer his assistance.

Soundwave glanced down at the pad in Starscream's hand then back to the commander's face. Viruses and nasty code? He couldn't help a flash of skepticism that washed over him.

He took the offered pad from Starscream and, after a cursory external scan, extended one of his cables and latched to the side. He didn't start to hack into it right away however. With a glance back to Starscream, he pinged the seeker a few query glyphs, asking where he'd received this convenient and booby trapped data pad.

Utterly unmoved by Starscream's dramatics, Soundwave turned his attention back to the data pad. It really didn't look or feel--and his instincts more often than not proved to be correct-- dangerous, but there was no need to take chances. Moving carefully, the specialist called up his defense suite and started the process of hacking the tablet open.

It didn't take but a moment and his caution proved to be utterly unnecessary.

The table's defensive, if they could have even been called that, crumbled before him. There were no viruses, no booby traps, nothing malignant or otherwise dangerous programs on the piece of equipment. In fact, other than a fairly obvious password the tablet had practically no protection at all. It also didn't contain any data on energon locations either, Soundwave discovered after a quick scan of the contents.

The only thing on the pad was a bunch of obviously (and poorly) edited pictures involving Starscream in various foolish and compromising positions and a rather bawdy poem lamenting Starscream's inaptness at...well everything. Soundwave might have actually found it funny if he hadn't just wasted a cycle that he could have been using to complete his work. Having a fully functional sense of humor might have also helped.

As it was, he handed the pad back to Starscream, (just as a speech program loaded and began reading the poem aloud at a rather high volume) and turned to leave the bridge.

There were not words to express how much he wished for his Master's return.

((OOC: Feel free to keep Soundwave from leaving if you want. XD This doesn't have to be the end if you have more to say/do. ^^))

Only Soundwave's natural levels of patience allowed him to pause when Starscream called him to halt. At times his 'Commander's' idiocy was quite impressive indeed.

He glanced back over his shoulder as the seeker began clawing the data pad in frustration. If the mech couldn't already tell that he'd been duped, Soundwave didn't think anything he had to say would help him understand it any clearer. He simply continued to stand and stare as Starscream fumed.