Broken Circuit |{Reader x TFP Soundwave}|

~Ｔｈｅ Ｍｅｄ－Ｂａｙ~

The SIC finally opened up the doors, and you were amazed. You thought the med bay aboard the training ship/ SH09 was great, but this was phenomenal. It was equipped with many different patient beds and a whole wall full of energon (for hurt soldiers ONLY). There were a bunch of beeping machines. You didn't know where to begin. You quickly entered the room, rushing around from section to section, wondering about everything you laid your optics on.

"Slow down there, tiger," Starscream yelled from the entry, but you just rolled your optics. You weren't going to let him bother you, you have the rest of your existence to worry about that! You were so focused on your exploring, that you almost didn't notice somebot sneak up on you!

"What do we have here? A femme, how interesting!" the mysterious mech laid a hand unit on your wing plate. You jumped; it was very noticeable. You turn your helm to see a cherry-red mech hovering over your wing plate. You whip your body around, to get a better look at this particular mech. He was a BRIGHT cherry-red, which stuck out like a sore digit in such a dark dreary place (no seriously, you were wondering how on Cybertron a bot could look so flawless in times of war!).

"Woah no need to be so jumpy femme, I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm Knock Out, the HEAD medic on board this vessel. Do you need help with something? Maybe fixing up the hideous scar?" you questioned, leaning really close to your face to get a better look at it. You haven't even known this mech for a minute, and he ALREADY managed to insult you!

"No, I didn't come here to get my scar fix, I-"

"Well do you want to get it fixed? It's ruining your face honey," he interrupted you. You scoffed at how straight to the point this guy was.

"Yea, but that wasn't the point. I'm here because I used to be a medic on board my old ship, the SH09. After speaking with Lord Megatron, he found it right that I become familiar with this ship's med-bay," you spoke up, crossing your servos. He looked shocked for a second, but quickly became neutral again.

"M'kay, well if you're going to be worker around here, I'm going to have to fix up that scar. And what is that on your servo? Did you cut out a chunk of it?" You panicked, looking down at your arm. There was a little slash in it from falling into whatever this planet is; it wasn't that bad at all, you have seen A LOT worse.

"What, it's just a scratch?"

"No, a scratch is a small line. THAT is a gash, and a HUGE on at that. C'mon, let me just quickly patch it up. I'll be gentle, I promise," Knock Out stated, already grabbing your servo and dragging you to a table. You resigned and followed him, knowing it was futile to resist.

"It'll be a painless procedure; I'm just gonna patch you up, and you'll look as good as new."

"I know how it goes, I'm a doctor too. I've had to do this to patients MANY times, sometimes without proper equipment." You spoke in a matter-of-factly tone. "Just be quick."

"Well, you're the boss." And with that he got to work, doing his "best" to fix up your minor mishaps. After about 10 minutes (give or take) you were as good as new.

"How does it look?"

"Here, see for yourself," Knock Out spoke, tossing you a mirror. You caught it and gazed at your reflection. You were shocked, not even you could have done such marvelous work. It looked gone, and the wound on your arm was reduced to a small scar.

"Wo-wow, it looks great! How did you do this? Can you teach me?" you asked in amazement.

"Ha, maybe some other time. If a hurt soldier needs repairing, then I might teach you a trick or 2." For once in your creation, you prayed that someone on your side would get beaten up.

"Alright. . . is there any other part of this med bay I haven't seen yet? Anything I should know?" You figured it would be wise to ask the doctor, figuring that he spends most of his day here.

"Uhh probably not, but if there is anything important, I'll let you know later. Oh, and also since there wasn't any other medical professionals on board this craft, I usually had a certain bot help out. His name's Breakdown. He's blue, got orange faceplates. Very hard to miss. You might see him while walking around, so keep an eye out."

And with that you turned and started walking away. You got towards the front, expecting to see an annoyed Starscream waiting for you. To your surprise, there was no bot.

'Great, what am I going to do now?'

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Having no one to guide you, you did the most reasonable thing you could think of; wonder off in a random direction and hope for the best. Since you came in from the left, you decided to head to your right. You walked past a lot of things: some quarters, a dining hall, a storage department, and lots of vehicons. You had been walking for a good 30 cycles when you finally reached this strange room. It wasn't anybot's quarters; you could tell because it was a lot bigger than one, and there was a sign on the door. You were going to see what was on the other side, but you turned around, not wanting to be caught snooping on your first day. But what you didn't know was that these doors were motioned censored, so as you were about to turn around, they opened up. Inside was a large set up filled with computers of all sorts processing data. It looked very similar to the one on your old ship, except this one was about 2x as big. The screens showed lots of weird symbols, all by the likes you have never seen before. Standing right in front of them was a single bot, who was still laser focused in his work. It was the same bot you had seen earlier that day.

'Oh it's that guy, the one who teleported us here. Wasn't he just in the other room? What even was his name anyway? Space. . .Stare. . .Sound. . . SOUNDCLOUD! Yep, that's what it had to be.' You weren't sure what to do, do you enter and introduce yourself, or do you turn around and leave. You fought about it in your head for a few seconds, and you chose: just leave and pretend you've never seen the place. But then, if you left you would still be lost, at least this bot might help you a bit. Well, now A sounded more reasonable. Holding in your breath, you stepped forward and planned to approach this mysterious mech in front of you.

"Heyyyy, Soundcloud is it? Um. . . I'm a bit lost and maybe you know where I could go?" You weren't sure how this thing would react; would it even say anything at all? That's when he turned to look at you, and you managed to get a good view of him. He was VERY purple, with a handful of black splashed in there. He wore a pitch-black visor that blocked you from seeing his true face. Strapped across his chassis, he wore a spiky thing, which you could tell wasn't a part of his regular build. His servos were realllly long, and that freaked you out for a split second.

A video recording appeared on his visor. "Soundwave," it was a voice recording of lord Megatron.

'So, he uses recordings to talk? This mech is quite interesting. . .'

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