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Fandom transformers prime rp (continue)

deathfire116

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Soundwave walked through the Deception base with a slow pace listening to every corner. He had just gotten up from his Berth and was quite surprised to see he had slept in a little, it frustrated him but after running an analysis on the ship and the files from last night that he had decided this one slip up brought no harm to the progress for the Decepticon cause.

With another turn he entered the communications room, his second home in a sense, it is one of the three places you could always find the Decepticon if you were looking for him. And then he got to work, silently running his fingers over keys as he went over file after file and not to mention going through the security feed to see what was happening around the ship. What the drones are talking about, what Starscream is up to, even starring into empty rooms for a few.

He felt his vent's faltering today which was strange cutting off his breathing. He figured it was nothing, it didn't make it hard to complete work and only cause him minimal discomfort. Today just like any other day, is going to be a productive one, he would be sure of it.

Death slowly looked around as she followed a few drones due to the fact Megatron had gotten her to come from cybertron, Death sighed as the drones she followed lead her to the communications room.
Death's sensors were on high alert at the feeling of being watched though in her processor she knew it was just the malfunctioning security cameras that a few autobots had recently destroyed. Death made a mental note to come back to the cameras with some repair tools to fix them.

Death silently vented as she walked into the communications room, she sent a glance towards you before walking to the computer right behind you. one thing went across her processor was the fact she was a few feet small than you tho if she had her wings out she would be taller. Death looked at the screen in front of her before glancing at the small list Megatron had given her to complete, within seconds the faint taping of the computers keys getting pressed rang out from where she was, Death had slightly turned her auto receptors on low volume so she could work in peace.
 

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