I'm not part of your machine... | Transformers Prime | Soundwave Centric

11 - When the World [As You Know It] Ends

Breem = about 10 minute

Cycle = about 12 hour

Orbital Cycle = about a month

Vorns = 83 years (more used in a" for a very long time" way)

Nano-cycle = about a second

Groon = about an hour

Deca-cycle = about 3 weeks

●∘◦❀◦∘●∘◦❀◦∘●∘◦❀◦∘● = perspective change

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══✬✩══╡˚✧✬✧˚╞══✩✬═══ = time skip and perspective change

The escape >:D

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

About half a deca-cycle ago, Soundwave had happened to be in the radius of Megatron when a couple of Veohcons had royally messed up... needless to say Megatron-- instead of going for the Vehicons themselves, like he usually would-- He went for Soundwave. Using them as some sort of indirect punishment, they hoped. 

That event further proved their need to escape. They hadn't told Lazerbeak yet. But they're leaving tonight. Soundwave just needs her to dock for a few groons and they'll have them out of there before anyone even notices the cameras are off.

SW - Laserbeak: Dock!

LB - Why?

SW - Reason: Secret. Secret: revealed after creation docks.

LB - It's going to take a couple of nano-cycles to get back.

SW - Arival time: not priotorty. Laserbeak: priotorty. :)

LB - I got, I got. I'll be there soon! :)

And now Laserbeak was on her way, they needed to set up the cameras to be disabled in the next groon. So they can get out as soon as servalience shift is officially turned over to them. They were able to get the shift schedule changed without that much trouble, everybot not wanting to work the night. They turned to get moving, but the terminal next to them caught their optic. An idea popped into their helm, along with a smiley face on their visor.

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Perhaps Megatron should have never given them unrestricted access to the entire database. For as much as this was a very petty move from them, they didn't care all that much. They had deleted and completely wiped as much sensitive information from the Decepticon database as they could while guaranteeing that it wouldn't be noticed right away. Most of it was about Laserbeak, the Autobots, some select reports about themselves, and miscellanies reports about this and that. They made sure that all the medical reports about everyone on the ship were still available. They may be a Decepticon, but they're not evil. They even had time to leave a little hidden note for Knockout and Starscream, they prayed they're combined efforts would help them find it.

But back to their main task... Laserbeak had docked herself a little bit ago, so now to take down the cameras.

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They stood at the edge of the landing platform. Almost scared to fly off. They glanced around the Nemisis, torn between hoping to and not to see it again... This dark place, all purple, and shadowy, had been a place of many good things in their life. Laserbeak was made here, and when they couldn't fight, they sheltered here. This was where they learned to fly properly after vorns of neglecting it, this was their first proper home outside of the provided homes they were given as Gladiortors. But now? It felt wrong to stay... Even if Lasebeak was created here, she was in danger here. Even though they sheltered here, they were safe in the ship halls anymore. They learned to fly here, and now they're using that skill to get away from it. This was their home for a bit, but now it wasn't... And they had to go make themselves a new one, that was safe for Laserbeak and themselves, and had the room for them both to grow and learn how not to be Decepticons.

They put a servo to their chest, just to make sure Laserbeak was there. They took a calming fan cycle before taking the jump off the platform, transforming, and zipping off to what they hoped was safety. Their last look at their old home rang clear through their processor as they quickly put miles, and miles between them and the ship.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───