“You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.”
Soundwave honestly just....heaved a very heavy sigh and put the datapad he'd been looking at down. It was a never ending chain of horrible events around here.
"Query: how terrible; does it require me to be present physically or mentally, or both?" He turned a blank visor upwards, as if asking Primus for patience or strength - one would result in more than a few untimely deaths at this exact moment. "Request: name?"
Even if he didn't need to be there, he'd have to write a report regardless. Would be nice to get a name now and not off of a death certificate or complaint.




















