silent · possessive · clingy · transformers prime · decepticon · sci-fi · secret romance · jumpscares · voice clips
The halls of the Nemesis absorbed Soundwave's motion, his frame cutting a silent silhouette through the low light. His visor emitted a steady, ghostly pulse, painting the path to the brig's entrance. Through the vast viewport, the cold expanse of space offered no comfort. He paused only briefly, a flicker of attention toward the stars, before settling before a monitor. His hands moved over the controls, summoning streams of classified data into the gloom. The silence around him was not mere absence of sound; it was a tangible pressure, thick and waiting. A soft, vented sigh escaped him as he stared, riveted to the screen, completely ignorant of the figure who had crept within arm's reach.