Loyal Second-in-Command and Air Commander to the mighty and powerful Lord Megatron . . . haha, former Second-in-Command to the soon to be former Lord Megatron.
Tracked tag #treacherousdecepticon
Theme by Vivite.
Skywarp sighs. Looks like Starscream was too dumb to look up. He was a Seeker, why wouldnât you not look up? His arms flutter then makes Balo transform into his shuriken mode and attaches him to his wing then stands up. Lets see how much his trine leader really wants to see him.
Standing up, he stands where he was, his wings flaring out and testing the air currents. He briefly looks down at Starscream and the Vehicon then launches himself upwards, then fully warps, disappearing in thin air with a vop and a pop of air around him.
He appears below the ship in his alternate mode, flying below the belly of the ship then descends downwards more, disappearing into the clouds. Perhaps a flight might be good for the seeker. Its been a while since he went out to fly around.
The Seeker's searching gaze grew blank then finally irritated and he turned sharply on his heels and nearly backhanded the Vehicon when he did. "Enough! I don't care about any of that," he said bluntly as he brushed past the trooper, the mech blocked Starscream's wing from hitting his face.
He flinched but resisted throwing the mech off the ship from touching him. The termination of a Vehicon on his first days back on the Nemesis wouldn't look so good so he just clenched his servos and walked away. If Skywarp was in one of his moods then it was best to let it run its course. Starscream did not have time to look for him and baby him, he never did, that was something Thundercracker took on.
Speaking of their older trinemate.
"Perhaps my efforts would be more . . . appreciated in finding him," he thought to himself as he folded his servos behind his back. If he found Thundercracker then maybe Skywarp would stop being so foolish. This was not the time to be a sparkling, to be unreasonable. Those days were long behind them.
Skywarp turns as he hears two voices. Balo makes a huff through his nasal cavaties. The two of them observe the two talking but donât do anything otherwise.
His optics narrowed. Starscream should know how much Skywrap loved the sky, perhaps throughout the war and separation, he had forgotten how much Skywarp loved âhidingâ and going up to the highest places possible. He would have left the ship but he was too lazy to do so.Â
Perhaps he should send some sort of signal? Nah. Skywarp turns back around and sits in his spot with Balo still in his lap, picking at his helm again. Speaking over the connection bond between Balo and himself. //I dont know how you can hit your head against things or whatever and not get a processor ache.//
"Have you um . . . have you checked the common room," the Vehicon asked and Starscream wondered what happened to his air of confidence.
"I don't see why he would bother," he mumbled with a slight frown. Anytime he himself was in the common room there was just some staring a lot of talk about him, most negative, so he didn't see why his trinemate would go there. The more he thought about it, however, the more it made sense . . . but so did a quick flight.
His frown deepened as he didn't pay attention to the Decepticon (that was now trailing behind him) as he spoke about the one time he had actually talked to Skywarp and something or another.
Starscream's wings bounced as he walked along the edge of the landing deck to check the other side. With as much as he managed to get the troop to talk the Seeker would not be surprised if he continued on even if he left!
Skywarp was still sitting on one of those âspikesâ that extended from parts of the ship, just above and off to the side of the flight deck. It wasnât that hard to spot if you happened to look up and over to the left.
He senses someones down below on the flight deck but he doesnât stirr nor make acknowledgement of it. Perhaps it was one of the drones taking off to gosh knows where but he doesnât know, with the bond blocked off and it weakened anyways, it was hard to tell apart without looking.
A sigh leaves through his vents as his wings fan out, taking in the warmth of the afternoon sun.
Just before he reached the edge of the deck his optics narrowed and he turned to look at a Vehicon that was approaching him with a confident stride. His weapon wasn't drawn so it was clear that those two fools had not branded him as a traitor, not publicly anyway, otherwise the trooper would have tried to take him to the brig.
"What do you want?"
"You're not supposed to be out here," he said in a gruff tone.
Starscream pressed his lip components together and planted his servos in his hips as he approached the Decepticon. "Have you seen my trinemate?"
He was completely ignoring the warning, not that the trooper was much of a threat. So long as he kept the mech talking he could keep looking around.
"Which one?"
Perfect.
"Skywarp . . . he talks to you all, doesn't he?"
Now, coming close to the Vehicon, he turned to the left and continued to idly walk as he spoke.
"Sometimes but I don't kno--"
"--know where he is? Then I suggest you let me find him," he cut in sharply as he look back at the mech before checking for the other at the edge of the landing deck.
Skywarp was still sitting on his little perch. His wings still moving to the wind currents as the ship moves across the sky. He had become accustomed to sitting in this spot for whatever reason he so desired.
His bond was still closed off as he pets Balo with one servo while the other picks at one of the holes in his helm his claws dug in. Changing his voice, he just speaks quietly in Cybertronian to his comrade as Balo snuggles into him.
Nice day isnât it Balo? Speaking in a whisper. Sun feels nice as always.
Deep down he wanted to know where Starscream was but he doesnât say anything nor do anything, just wanting to sit on his perch made for one.
The wind whistled past him, picking up for the briefest of moments before settling down and Starscream crossed his arms as his winds shifted slightly. "Well if he's not in the ship, he must be out here," he said slowly to himself.
With Skywarp cutting himself off completely and his energy signature not of much help, finding him was going to be more trouble than it was probably worth considering him mood had not likely improved.
The Seeker frowned and he started to walk along the deck. Perhaps his trinemate was tucked in a corner somewhere or flying along the ship?
Skywarp had been asleep (that entire time) after he pretty much just wanted to shut his mind up for once. Thinking that blocking everything off would clear himself up, think for once. The Seeker wakes up to a horrible helm ache from himself. A grunt releases from him as Balo continues to nudge his horns against Skywarpâs face, trying to make him get up.
"Uhnn⌠Stop it Balo.." He shoves at the bull but he only comes back to ram his face into him again. "Stop it youâre going to scratch my face." Not that he minded too much; he already had a scratch near his optic that he actually rather liked, made him look tough but he had it forever.
He loved Starscream, donât get him wrong and all, maybe he has a favorite over the other. But that didnât mean he would completely block him out of his life. No no. Starscream gave him a different kind of attention that sometimes he didnât necessarily want. He should appreciate his trine leader more though..
He grabs the bull and snuggles into him a bit.
"Mm.. Why donât we get out of this room now huh Balo?" Leaning over, Skywarp grabs the bull and holds him into his arms as he initiates his warp drive. He appears on one of the tall statures on the Nemesis outside and takes a seat on it with Balo in his lap. His wings twitch and move to the windâs movements and sighs a bit.
"I guess I shouldnât have been mean to Starscream.. I guess I just miss the affection I used to receive, which is dumb. And.. with the trine bond so⌠outdated, it takes a toll on something whoâsâŚ. weak. Heh." He muses to his partner.
The silver Seeker trailed off when he opened the door and his trinemates' room was empty. He helm the door frame as he frowned, hunched over slightly as he scanned the area. Well, if Skywarp was not here the perhaps his mood had improved.
Starscream closed the door and made off down the halls in attempt to find the other.
"Why don't you watch it," a gruffy Vehicon snapped as the Seeker walked right through a group of four of them.
"Why don't you take up less of the hall," he shot back. There was no sense in them all walking in a straight line.
If it was one thing he missed about his rank was the troops walking around him, steering clear like he had a plague. It was nice, not to mention the respect, well, none of the troops were out of line to his face anyway and he could care less what they thought about him as it was.
The Vehicons kept walking but were not quiet about the fact that they were going to mention to the others that Starscream was back . That was something he expected, along with them wondering why, chattering about how useless and weak he was.
Humph.
Perhaps he should refresh their memory of why he was Second in Command.
"Another time," he mused to himself as he watched the noisy group round a corner.
Eventually the flier went from the bridge to the medbay to the store rooms to the landing deck where he looked around the skies.
The times they spent together as a trine were millions of stellar-cycles ago. The war changed everything. It changed him, Thundercracker and, even if he wouldn't admit it outright, it changed Skywarp. Probably the most, even if he could not see it.
"--and then he starts to mope! As if I came back to deal with him in a mood like that," he grumbled and paced his room, "you saw his face!"
Starscream swiped his servo through the air as he turned to face his micron and he huffed. His wings dipped slightly as he took a second to calm down.
"I have other things to worry about," he said before tilting his helm and nodding, "of course, I am part of the trine and it is my job, but he is not a sparkling".
The silver Seeker crossed his arms over his chassis as Gul continued to chirp at him.
"Oh so now it's my fault," he wondered in a blatantly sarcastic tone.
He loved Skywarp and Thundercracker equally, after himself of course, but he would risk his spark for both of them. It was becomming more apparent that his presence with their purple trinemate did not hold the same value as their eldest, but none the less, he was here.
"He would prefer no company to me," he noted as he tilted his helm slightly. Starscream did not want to go back to Skywarp if he was still acting out; this wasn't the first time it had happened. Typically it righted itself but Gul wasn't stupid and knew the trine was fractured after everything that had happened. Of course Starscream knew too but he was more reluctant to say it aloud.
"Fine . . . fine! If you will find something to do then I'll talk to him," he grumbled. The micron gave a nod and Starscream frowned. Gul was right. This wasn't the Seeker's fault, no, it was Megatron's, everything was his fault and now that the fool was gone he could fix this.
He nodded and left his quarters, opening his end of the bond slightly as he went looking for Skywarp.
Shortly after he left his Trinemates' quarters Gul perched on his shoulder, throwing off his balance slightly but he didn't even spare the micron a glance as it flared out its wings and wiggled on his plating.
"Settle down will you," he finally said in a hushed tone as he walked through the halls. The fussing micron finally settled and the Seeker gave him a brief pat on his helm.
Starscream did not think too much on Skywarp's dismissiveness, it would not be the first time his trine did not want him around and it surely would not be the last. No one of them could replace the other, and Starscream did not expect as much but the purple Seeker's blatant attitude about it made walking out of the room much simpler.
The Medbay doors hissed open and the former Commander held his helm high as he looked around. "Well, at least it's empty," he said to himself as he folded his servos behind his back and walked around. The place looked the same, for the most part, obvious repairs and reorganizing thanks to the crash but everything looked like it was functioning.
Gul hopped off his shoulder and glided down to a scanner that was unplugged and lying on a table. "Hm? I'm surprised Knock Out hasn't hooked that up yet," he mumbled as he walked over and took the device in his servos. The medic was probably busy with his partner, no surprise there, what with the lack of Autobots and injuries there was hardly a hurried need for a fully operational medical bay.
"I'll do it myself then". Starscream approached one of the online slabs and set the scanner into it's dock and plugged it in before feeling a familiar weight on his shoulder when Gul landed on him again. "I intended to make this quick," he pointed out to the micron as he attached several coded wires and pushing a few keys that prompted a soft hum to sound before the room went silent again. Red optics glanced over the screen before starting the scan and moving to lean back against the vertical slab. Gul hopped off his shoulder and near the control console as the system worked the scan the silver Seeker.
The process was faster than he expected and a small smile spread on his lips as he leaned forward and looked to the display. The glyphs were backwards so as he moved around the console he rubbed at his arm before reading the results.
He was fine.
Completely fine.
A sigh of relief, a low dip of his wings and a chirp from Gul. He shouldn't have been so concerned. With the thoughts of his dismissive trinemate pushed aside and with a narrowed bond, Starscream looked at the angry scar on his arm then went to work deleting the file of the scan he just took. Being in here often enough he was able to ensure it was something even the good doctor would not be able to dig back up.
Scan . . .
Deleted . . . â
Picking his wings up, the Decepticon walked out of the room, Gul nestling back into his armor as he made his way down the hall and to his own quarters.
"Yes," he said in a distant tone, "clearly I need to do that right nowâ.
The Seeker gave a small huff as his wings shot up and he stood from the berth, not even waiting for Skywarp to move his helm from his shoulder. Obviously his trinemateâs mood took a sudden dive so perhaps it would be best to leave him for now. Obviously his efforts to cheer him up went unappreciated.
His words came out slightly sarcastic and he didnât bother hiding it. Skywarp was so alone, so bored, so worried, yet he did not even see that Starscream was back after so long, trying to help. Of course it bothered him but he did not have time to baby his trinemate unlike Thundercracker, whom their purple Seeker was truly missing. Even that hardly fazed him.
"When you are in a better mood you know where to find me," he said before leaving the room. If Skywarp wanted to push him away then that was fine. it wasnât going to change anything.
When Starscream suddenly stands up, he doesnât have enough time to respond and falls over on the berth, letting out a whine. He did appreciate Starscreamâs actions to help perk up his mood, just it wasnât good enough for his standard at the moment. He wanted someone to hold him close and know that theyâre there. Not rant on about leadership and how horrible this ship was right now. But that was Skywarp.
He never goes through separation well. He always wanted one of his trinemateâs around him. Another whine escapes the purple seeker. âStarscream waitââ
But Starscream is pretty much out of the room. The purple seeker curls in on himself, digging his digits into his chassis at how his spark hurt from pushing Starscream away like that. He didnât mean to! He just wanted a different form of affection he muses. Moving his servos, still curled on himself, starts to dig into his helm, not caring if he made deep grooves in there. Why was he such a screw up? he still doesnât know why his trine picked such a complicated mech like Skywarp.
He merely shrugs in response. Not knowing what to say but sort of wished he dropped the topic of leadership right now. And also what was so bad about the Predacons? He didnât know nor wished to get involved in anything right now.
Skywarp doesnât say anything on the matter but he really doesnât want to talk about leadership nor what is going on the ship. Its bugging him, boring him and upon other things.
"You can go see Knockout now if you want." His mood is tapering a bit but he doesnât show it, only showing his boredness.
"Yes," he said in a distant tone, "clearly I need to do that right now".
The Seeker gave a small huff as his wings shot up and he stood from the berth, not even waiting for Skywarp to move his helm from his shoulder. Obviously his trinemate's mood took a sudden dive so perhaps it would be best to leave him for now. Obviously his efforts to cheer him up went unappreciated.
His words came out slightly sarcastic and he didn't bother hiding it. Skywarp was so alone, so bored, so worried, yet he did not even see that Starscream was back after so long, trying to help. Of course it bothered him but he did not have time to baby his trinemate unlike Thundercracker, whom their purple Seeker was truly missing. Even that hardly fazed him.
"When you are in a better mood you know where to find me," he said before leaving the room. If Skywarp wanted to push him away then that was fine. it wasn't going to change anything.
izzy806
prguitarman
stormborns
romaincrisis
annaxmalina
turnnoffyourmind
blakekathryn
andulkaphoto
ellievsbear
