Shadowzoned

slightly au soundwave of aligned continuity.

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Somewhere. I’m not really sure at the moment. I wander a lot these days:

[ if i ping for your location will you answer it? ]

[ i would like to physically see you. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:…Does dead inside count?:

[ ... yes. ]

[ where are you? ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:When have I ever been safe?

[ good point. ]

[ what is your status? are you fed? injured? do you require assistance? ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Well he’s dead…I don’t know how to say it any other way:

[ .... ]

[ i am sorry, barricade. are you safe? ]

[shadowofagladiator]

reclusiveformerwarlord‌:

Megatron grins at those cheeky glyphs. ::Actually it came up initially when we started discussing sparklings. Of course, right now we aren’t ready for them. But a sparkling would benefit from having a three creators, and truthfully, Orion and I would benefit as well.::

::I did suggest courting you specifically. Because I love you, and I’m certain you and Orion will like each other.::

[ i do not see a problem. pax is a... reasonable choice in partner. particularly if there are thoughts of reproduction. i have no issue with filling in a third role that either of you may have for me. though it would be wise to discuss this with pax as well... ]

[ i do... i may come with baggage though. the mouthy kind. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Well yeah…in one day I lost everything…

Blackout is dead:

[ pardon? ]

[ he is not among the list of dead i have. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:I was just showing surprise for your function.

Sorry I bothered go be concerned:

[ .... you were concerned? ]

A moment of silence, then carefully written glyphs.

[ i’m okay, barricade. truly. you are feeling unwell? talk to me. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

reclusiveformerwarlord‌:

::I’m back on Cybertron, by choice. Orion is back! We have an apartment in New Kaon now. I…haven’t been outside of the apartment much yet. I’m still unsure about being seen by the public.::

::I still love you as well, Soundwave. And Orion and I spoke about possibly courting you as well… If you and Orion find each other’s company pleasant.::

[ new kaon. is it... ]

He is largely unsure of what he wants to say to that so instead, he shifts the conversation.

[ i have been regulating communications to and from the colonies. particularly velocitron. the leadership there is... cautious to say the least. ]

[ the... feeling of admiration is mutual. though i... am surprised by little pax’s interest in courtship. does this have something to do with you? ]

Okay, so the glyphs in that last line might be a bit cheeky.

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Sure…me paranoid…:

[ what did you need? ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Seemed like all of that was a jab against me really….:

[ not at all. ]

[ you’re being paranoid. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:How was any of that was a compliment?:

[ i thought i was being very nice. ]

[ show me where i wasn’t. ]

[ aside from the snark about my coding. that was not a compliment. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

@reclusiveformerwarlord | x

And he’s immediately purring like a lovesick new build at that confirmation. ::You have been missed, Amica. I trust you are doing well?::

His next set of glyphs are more relaxed, amused even.

[ i missed you as well. i am as well as expected. how is your function? do you need anything? i could bring you energon. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

rules-and-protocol‌:

“It’s cute,” said Prowl smiling and gently taking the toy.  “Hunter will love it.”  Prowl didn’t care if there had been a cover story or not, it was nice that Hunter was getting something.  “Does it have a name?”

He wasn’t sure what to make of that last statement.  “Yeah well between not communicating with Decepticons and not communicating with Autobots the only people I can communicate with are the kids.”  Prowl leaned over and grabbed a cube, the cat toy resting against his frame now.  “I trust you with him Soundwave.  You haven’t given me a reason not to.  I think it would be best actually for you to be there for him as well if you want to be, there will be things he won’t want to come to me or Lockdown about.”

‘the little one can name it. it would be best. it is his.’

There is a pause, then Soundwave added quietly, 'speaking to Autobots isn’t outrageous -- so long as you are wary.' He feels like he lost his steam -- standing there, watching Prowl, who so casually suggested he watch over the little racer. 

He folded to sit on the floor, keeping a respectable distance between them. 

‘He is... difficult, isn’t he? I will keep track of him. I cannot promise to understand him or always know what to say, but I will keep him out of trouble as best I am able. You have my word, which is about as good as any other Decepticons’ word. Perhaps...’

He shifts, not awkward but thoughtful, ‘.... i can convince him to return home.’

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Intepreted…:

[ .... ]

[ most of that was a compliment. ]

[shadowofagladiator]

:: Soundwave? You're back?::

[ ❤️ ]

[shadowofagladiator]

enforcer-of-the-dead‌:

:Wow.

Glad I could be made out to in such a way.

Makes me so happy to know I bothered to contact you:

[ ... ]

[ which part was the only bit you heard? ]

[shadowofagladiator]

rules-and-protocol‌:

Prowl made his way to the entertainment room, sparing one last glance to Hunters room before heading down to the entertainment room.  He was looking forward to some time where he could sit and talk to people, Hunter was fine company but it wasn’t the same.

:: I’ve had no problems with the security system. ::

Prowl enters the entertainment room, commanding the ship to keep the doors wide open, waiting for his guest to come into the room.  Prowl sat on the couch and turned on the data pad watching the graph move with Hunters spark beat waiting for Soundwave to enter the room.

Soundwave arrives shortly after, wordless in his entrance as he is in everything else; stepping to the small table and placing down the cubes first. He is quick to retreat a few steps, gracefully plucking the stuffed creature from its place and holding it out like a lifeline rather than a toy.

A peace offering.

‘It didn’t look like Ravage. I don’t know why I purchased it.’ 

It was an... interesting cover story. And had his visor not been on, one could easily see the old spy shifting his gaze ever so slightly to one side, away from Prowl. 

‘Your small racer contacted me,’ he adds after a moment, frame tensing up. ‘I told him no. I am telling you this in case he reaches out to you about me. He does not need to communicate with Decepticons. Neither do you.’