(Pulse wondered through the large scrap yard, unaware his energy signature being picked up.) *starter rp*
He’d been reviewing some new training exercises (internally debating whether to do “How to be Covert” or “Fixit Should Teach Us About the Alchemor”) when his sensors found an unknown signature. Snapping upright, he tapped into secondary protocols and ran a more intensive scan through the junkyard. Sideswipe and Strongarm were bantering, Grimlock was entertaining Russell, Denny and Fixit were arguing and this...something was traversing through the row devoted to knick-knacks and oddities.
And it was getting a little too close to the energon stash.
Slipping easily into “deactivated” scout programming (thank you Ratchet), he began running scenarios through his processor. Sneaking off towards the unknown signature, he drew his pistol if only for appearance’s sake. Once he neared the location, he ducked behind some very large appliances. Whatever it was would reveal itself soon enough.