The Sparkling Spymaster

Soundwave paused in his investigations as a new signal popped up. The sparkling examined it on his HUD, curious. “Designation: Soundwave.” Was the other bot… hissing at him? “…Designation?”

«Designation Crowsnake!» Did he just meet Soundwave twice? Or were there two people named Soundwave? Whichever! «Hello hello.»

Oooooh… Crowsnake was his designation. He didn’t seem to mind repeating himself, though. Soundwave giggled lightly at the other. Something about the way he talked seemed amusing. “Greetings Crowsnake. Statement: It is nice to speak to you.”

«Greetings! Statement: It nice speak to Soundwave, too.» He chirped over the comm. He liked Soundwave’s voice.

Did Crowsnake just copy him? It didn't match the other speech pattern he had been using. Soundwave was become more and more curious about this other bot. "Query: Crowsnake's location?"

Soundwave paused in his investigations as a new signal popped up. The sparkling examined it on his HUD, curious. “Designation: Soundwave.” Was the other bot… hissing at him? “…Designation?”

«Designation Crowsnake!» Did he just meet Soundwave twice? Or were there two people named Soundwave? Whichever! «Hello hello.»

Oooooh... Crowsnake was his designation. He didn't seem to mind repeating himself, though. Soundwave giggled lightly at the other. Something about the way he talked seemed amusing. "Greetings Crowsnake. Statement: It is nice to speak to you."

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Soundwave nodded his helm, even though the human couldn’t see him. “Agreement: Soundwave will continue searching. Statement: Soundwave hopes he has returned home. Statement two: Soundwave will keep active contact with Sunny; will not disappear again.” If he could help it…

*I nod in agreement, even though Sparkwave can’t see me do it.* Please do. Contact me whenever you get back on Earth, okay?

Soundwave paused in his investigations as a new signal popped up. The sparkling examined it on his HUD, curious. "Designation: Soundwave." Was the other bot... hissing at him? "...Designation?"

Detected: boomtanknotboombox

"Designation: Soundwave." The other bot didn’t seem upset that a stranger had contacted him. With his high success rate in talking to strangers and the statistics (though limited) that he had built up, he was sure this conversation would go just fine. And even if not, it wasn’t as if the other bot were near enough to harm him or anything. "Statement: It is nice to meet you." He paused for a moment. "…Correction: It is nice to speak with you."

Detected: corruptedcommunications

He remembered how he had talked to that one alternate that offered to help him with his flight. Hopefully it would be less awkward to refer to himself that way. "Answer: We are sparkling." Another voice chimed in and Soundwave shuttered his optics before they again grew. "Greetings Ravage. Query: Ravage species is cybercat? Statement: We know a Ravage." Of course, his friend Ravage was also a sparkling. Soundwave was excited. If these alternates were friendly, he wondered what he could learn from them. He loved to learn, after all.

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"…Affirmative." The parallel world had been very frightening indeed. If he hadn’t found that friend, he might not have made it back at all… let alone in one piece. "…Statement: Parallel universe was dead Cybertron. Full of night monsters. Danger level: Very high."

*…Oh.* …Moving on from that… Maybe you should find someone on the Cybertron you’re on to help you.

Soundwave nodded his helm, even though the human couldn't see him. "Agreement: Soundwave will continue searching. Statement: Soundwave hopes he has returned home. Statement two: Soundwave will keep active contact with Sunny; will not disappear again." If he could help it...

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Prime? Did he have the Prime’s contact info? Soundwave shuttered his optics, going through his files. He would investigate this either way, of course. “…Statement: Help or not, Soundwave is still pleased to speak with Sunny. Soundwave has been… frightened…”

Frightened? By what, kiddo? *I’m a bit worried now. I don’t like it when my friends are scared…* Was it something in the parallel world?

"...Affirmative." The parallel world had been very frightening indeed. If he hadn't found that friend, he might not have made it back at all... let alone in one piece. "...Statement: Parallel universe was dead Cybertron. Full of night monsters. Danger level: Very high."

The sparkling sat in silence for a moment, optics widening. He had met some of his alternates, yes, but he always felt excitement when he found a new one. He also had to remember to be cautious, though, because Sunny had said that most of his alternates were Decepticons. And Ratchet had said that Decepticons were bad. But of course his question then was that surely an alternate wouldn't harm themself, would they? "...Designation: Soundwave. Greetings alternate! Query: Alternate Soundwave is adult mech?" He was always a little awkward in figuring out how exactly to address his alternates...

"Designation: Soundwave." The other bot didn't seem upset that a stranger had contacted him. With his high success rate in talking to strangers and the statistics (though limited) that he had built up, he was sure this conversation would go just fine. And even if not, it wasn't as if the other bot were near enough to harm him or anything. "Statement: It is nice to meet you." He paused for a moment. "...Correction: It is nice to speak with you."

<<Threat Level: Minimum>> The sparkling was quickly relaxing. The other small mech was friendly and... rather excitable. He appeared to be a sparkling as well, which of course caused Soundwave's curiosity to grow. He froze, though, at the lick on the side of his visor, blinking at the other bot. That was different, but then again, he was a cybercat. He relaxed again and reached out to gently touch the feline with his spindly little digits. "...Answer: Friends are beneficial and enjoyed. Offer accepted." He let out a squeaky little giggle as he was licked a second time, watching the cat's behavior. He liked him already.

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*Keyword being ‘currently’.* Hm… Maybe you could contact Prime? That is, if you still have his contact info… As for me, I don’t know how I can help.

Prime? Did he have the Prime's contact info? Soundwave shuttered his optics, going through his files. He would investigate this either way, of course. "...Statement: Help or not, Soundwave is still pleased to speak with Sunny. Soundwave has been... frightened..."

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*I’m quiet for a few moments before I sigh.* Do you know of a way to come to Earth? Or… would you prefer to stay on Cybertron?