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Don't mind the very dejected Security Chief slinking into Megatron's presence. He's miserable. — @spilled-energon

The Warlord feels Soundwave’s approach before he sees him and he inclines his head slightly, taking in the sight of his Third. Rarely has he seen him quite so down.

Something was amiss, however—more than just his mood.

The symbol on his arm was all wrong. Not only that, but it was merely stuck over what should have been proudly on display.

The warlord tried to remain impassive in the face of his Second’s platitudes, but he couldn’t help the frown that tugged at the corners of scarred lips.

Little did Starscream know, his wants involved him more directly. Yet he found himself caught between being honest with the very one he had taught to take advantage of such weakness, and maintaining what little emotional distance remained between them now.

Any hope of keeping a professional distance vanished the moment he’d chosen to make a bloody artwork of the Seeker’s wings.

“Wipe that smile off your face; it’s unbecoming.”

Bweh

Idk ive been here a long time now and people enjoying my Kukujaku portrayal has become a tiny joy, like eating a chocolate.

Especially when the ppl dont know that they and their writing is what keeps me around.