[ti]Ep 2.5[/ti]From the Wreckage [Closed] Oct 20, 2018 0:32:34 GMT -5
Post by Soundwave on Oct 20, 2018 0:32:34 GMT -5
The trooper who had been standing off to the side silently seemed to become a bit startled when he was called out, helm flicking upright fully, while a rigidity formed in his shoulders at the same time. He had been comfortably just observing, listening carefully to everything that was being said, awaiting orders... but just because you felt you were ready for an order, didn’t mean it wasn’t a bit alarming to be called out so abruptly after being ignored for so long.
A prompt reply, a slight dip of the helm, the Vehicon readily moved over towards Knock Out, casting a sideways glance at the strapped down Cybertronian who seemed to be the source of all this. The grin that the mech was making was a bit unsettling, even more so when he got near enough now to see some of the speckles of Energon that trailed along his bottom dental plates. Shaking his attention away, his red visor angled to peer upon Knock Out again.
"Would you like me to collect new syringes?"
A modest offer, trying to be helpful, trying to earn his keep, while what was actually being said started to catch up to him.
The trooper was... worried...
What if they all were infected? What if they were all doomed to this fate? Was there a legitimate cure? Or would it all be a matter of time until they were lost to whatever it was?
Choosing to try to focus up and ignore the worry, trusting the Decepticon CMO, the Vehicon would wait quietly for directions.
Soundwave meanwhile stayed put, his arm remaining lifted and pointed at Knock Out until the medic relented and said he would test himself. Only once he accepted this, did the long blade of a limb lower down to his side, resting to mirror the other once again. The way Knock Out instantly tried to back away from this was problematic, but not unexpected, it a frivolous attempt as far as he was concerned to act like any of them fully understood how this worked. As far as Soundwave cared, they needed to just roll with the punches and explore any lead without question, in case it truly was the ticking time bomb they feared it becoming.
If a large portion of the troopers WERE infected? It would only be a matter of time until one were to go berserk in Blackrock, and that was the last thing they needed right now.
Glancing over, the navy mech watched as Knock Out's current assistant was summoned to task.