Shockwave’s lab seventeen sensory warning pinged, images flashing to the forefront of his HUD [need to reprogram that]. His curiosity piqued, stream of orders slowing for the moment, the Vehicon aide…. appeared to have relaxed.
Utterly fascinating armour, an almost powder blue coloration. Ah, yes, this matched one of his files rather nicely. A, regrettably, horrifically incomplete file.
«Ultra Magnus, I have come into possession of something which belongs to you.»
…. Rather interesting. The scientist’s attention returned to the power conduits, orders picking up frequency once more. It would be unfortunate if the unique mech was not possessed of filled tanks.
Consciousness swirled back into his helm like a fog, a very slow moving and sluggish fog. His circuits and motor functions trembled as he came too, probably more rapidly then most. His limbs had been in motion when captured, and now it appeared that they would still be in motion. Blurr gave a lurch, as his primary systems rebooted and shot upward, sitting bolt upright and instantaneously taking in his surroundings. What his optics first registered, made him choke on his first intake. Blue optics widened and he stuttered unintelligently for a moment more than he would have liked to admit. Immediately he opened a comm to Ultra Magnus and sent a bewildered distress beacon. His limbs were still gaining feeling so trying to move would be a bad choice. So he would stall. Stall what, he didn't know, but primus forbid he find out. "Shockwave! Why did you bring me here?? Where am I?? You won't keep me here! Ultra Magnus knows where I am now! You better enjoy it while you can-- and don't think you're getting any information out of me you can save your breath I'll never say a word do your worst!" His voice sped up as he got more intense, and finally had to pause to put himself back on track. The white faceplate set in a scowl and trained at the optic didn't relent.
