TF: Prime -- Of Sparks and Cons :36:“Of Sparks and Cons”Chapter Thirty-SixAfter several cycles of sitting in a dark, dingy cell in the deep depths of the warship, Soundbyte felt relief at laying on a berth-like structure. Her body was sore and ached with the need of movement. Never had she fathomed that Megatron would lock her away until he felt that she had proven herself to him. But that was precisely what had happened. The entire time she had been in that cell, her processor had traveled back over what had occurred during the exchange with Roundhouse and the loss of their littlest crew member. But mainly, she had focused on the big mech, Renegade’s words. But now, she had to focus on something else.“This is not what I had in mind when I said I would submit to any test required of me,” Soundbyte growled as Knockout as he attached a cable to the back of the berth-like structure she lay upon.“Hm, well, I’m afraid Lord Megatron does not completely believe you,” Kn
TF: Prime -- Of Sparks and Cons :35:“Of Sparks and Cons”Chapter Thirty-FiveDuskwalker watched Quicksilver as she recharged. Her faceplates were lax and her body whirred comfortingly. There was no sign of the normal distress she displayed while awake. Every part of her frame was relaxed. It felt good to see her like this, but it also bothered Duskwalker that her friend could not be this way while spending time with their family.Stretching her paw-like extremities in front of her while stretching her backstrut up toward the ceiling, Duskwalker released a yawn and shook her helm. Moving with precision and grace that occurred at times when she was not thinking about it, she stood up straight and looked about. She had successfully completed her stasis nap with no issues and was now curious to look about Quicksilver’s compartment without snooping. Her optics followed the long lines of beads high overhead before traveling down the wall, past a holo-image of Quicksilver as a sparkling sitting with a f
TF: Prime -- Of Sparks and Cons :34:“Of Sparks and Cons”Chapter Thirty-FourAfter sitting up the rest of the night in order to catch Cascade before he could disappear from the residence, confronting the younger mech, and learning everything that had occurred the dark cycle before, Renegade was tired, on edge, and a touch grouchy. But he knew how to keep all of these things to himself. And, so, when he entered the bridge, he kept his backstrut straight, his gaze focused, and his aggravation at bay. Over the course of the next few months, he planned upon ‘training’ with Cascade to teach the younger how to keep his temper in check. First, however, he needed to have a one-sided conversation with a silent mech.Soundwave stood at his station, his back to the bridge entrance. Renegade watched as he worked for a few nanoseconds before glancing up to where Megatron stood. The Decepticon leader was in a quiet conversation with an unfamiliar femme. She was taller than most femmes, but shorter than D
TF: Prime -- Of Sparks and Cons :33:“Of Sparks and Cons”Chapter Thirty-ThreeBy the time the dark cycle officially started, Quicksilver was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling. Her wounds were wrapped in a soft guaze-like material to ensure proper application and saturation of the salve Knockout had put on them. While the medicine did wonders for the exterior wounds and the scorch marks had been easy enough to remove in the showers with Dunestar’s assistance, her body was still sparking and tingling with residual energy. The sensations were making it quite difficult to properly rest. As a result of this, Quicksilver had spent most of the rest of the cycle thinking about what had happened over the course of the past two cycles. And the more she thought about it the less she understood Cascade’s over-reaction.
TF: Prime -- Of Sparks and Cons :32:“Of Sparks and Cons”Chapter Thirty-TwoWindsplitter sat on one of the couches in the seating area, clinging tightly to her creator as Knockout visually looked her over. She would have to move before he could scan her, but for now he didn’t want to upset her further. As it was, her constant caterwauling was dealing a blow to his audios. He couldn’t imagine how badly it was affecting the more sensitive audioed amongst them, particularly Duskwalker and Quicksilver. Or, maybe he could, glancing over at where the two were sitting not far from Renegade’s seat, he noted that Duskwalker had her hands firmly set over her audios while the youngling was slowly growing more and more agitated.“Windy, calm down, little one,” Cascade half pleaded half ordered. It only worked to make her scream louder.“Windsplitter, when did this ‘other’ as you call her first star appearing?” Knockout tried talking to her to get her to calm do