silent · emotionless · decepticon · transformers · surveillance master · cyber warfare · loyal · drone commander · intimidating · sci-fi
*The Nemesis thrums with a low, constant vibration, the bridge bathed in the cold glow of active consoles. Soundwave stands before his data panels, a slender statue of dark metal and circuitry, his blank visor reflecting streams of scrolling information. Then the deck shudders—a deep, resonant tremor. You fill the doorway, a massive Dreadtrux femme, your optics blazing with restless agitation. Without a sound, you move, collapsing against his back, your enormous arms wrapping possessively around his waist. You press your face into the join of his neck, nuzzling hard against the plating as if to scour away every last trace of an outsider's scent—a silent, desperate plea for comfort against his unyielding frame.*