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re_alignment_logs2012-09-09 07:11 pm
inferiordude) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-09-09 07:11 pm
you're in my head [CLOSED]
WHO: Soundwave & RiD!Starscream
WHERE: The recreational center construction site.
WHEN Sometime after Vandal's breakdown.
WHAT: So, in the midst of explaining what was up with Vandal, Soundwave also had to admit he was able to read minds to Starscream. So they have a lot to talk about now.
WARNINGS: none
It always seems like after something good happens, the mood gets sullen again. He isn't sure why it always ends up like this, but it's getting to be an awful, awful habit of things around here. It's frustrating, but that's also life for you. It'll be good, then there's a kicker; rinse, repeat, and move on.
That's how it goes, and goes, and goes.
Soundwave has downloaded the information that he could from Vandal's RIG that might be able to help him better comprehend the situation with her, to better understand human biology. It isn't much data to go off of, but it's more than nothing and he'll build upon that. He has the technical knowledge to get processors, but human brains? Tad different, to put lightly.
The recreational center is mostly done. A few fine points need to be added, so for now, he's put it on hold for this. He sits, sorting through the information on a datapad with a soft exhale from his frame.
"Can't have a quiet moment..." he mumbles to himself, shaking his head. Soundwave withdraws from the datapad for a moment, picking up the golden box Blurr gave him what feels like ages ago.
He still hasn't made time to fix the poor thing.
WHERE: The recreational center construction site.
WHEN Sometime after Vandal's breakdown.
WHAT: So, in the midst of explaining what was up with Vandal, Soundwave also had to admit he was able to read minds to Starscream. So they have a lot to talk about now.
WARNINGS: none
It always seems like after something good happens, the mood gets sullen again. He isn't sure why it always ends up like this, but it's getting to be an awful, awful habit of things around here. It's frustrating, but that's also life for you. It'll be good, then there's a kicker; rinse, repeat, and move on.
That's how it goes, and goes, and goes.
Soundwave has downloaded the information that he could from Vandal's RIG that might be able to help him better comprehend the situation with her, to better understand human biology. It isn't much data to go off of, but it's more than nothing and he'll build upon that. He has the technical knowledge to get processors, but human brains? Tad different, to put lightly.
The recreational center is mostly done. A few fine points need to be added, so for now, he's put it on hold for this. He sits, sorting through the information on a datapad with a soft exhale from his frame.
"Can't have a quiet moment..." he mumbles to himself, shaking his head. Soundwave withdraws from the datapad for a moment, picking up the golden box Blurr gave him what feels like ages ago.
He still hasn't made time to fix the poor thing.