by O.G. » Thu Mar 05, 2015 10:51 am
Whiteout
Whiteout thought he was frowning when one of Soundwave's freakishly uncalled for tentacles handed him back a data pad. But then Wing Swing piped up. That was when he was really frowning. He took the data pad with an inward groan, very carefully making sure all parts of his servos and fingers avoided touching Soundwave's unusual cables. He scanned the data pad and entered the coordinates into his memory. "Yes, very fun," he agreed, completely lacking in enthusiasm as he turned. He knew what was happening. He was being kicked off of the ship as a pest. How flattering. How uplifting to the self-esteem. I swear I'll kill Megatron one day...and Soundwave too. He was just insulted. Well, unless someone had something to offer him in exchange for the killing. Other than that though... "Come on, Swing," he called, leading her out to the flight deck.
Mods, please don't ban us! Me and Chibby-dono are siblings and we sometimes trade unfairly.
Formerly called I-am-CC.