[Video | Open to Action]

[quietone]

[Another day, another drone activating to record someone without their knowledge. It takes a moment for it to focus in on said unsuspecting victim, but when it does? There’s a Cybertronian sitting slumped against a battered looking bridge in the East. A Cybertronian that likely looks familiar, what with the long arms, oddly jointed legs and blank screen where a face should be. But the paint job is a dark blue, almost black in places, with purple biolights covering the torso.]

[Soundwave doesn’t appear to be moving though. And with no visible face it’s hard to tell if he’s just recharging or knocked out or… well…]

[He might not have been able to interact with anything in the Shadowzone, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t using up fuel. Shortly after he’d heard Megatron’s death, the Autobots rounding up all the remaining Decepticons on the ship, and seen the restoration of Cybertron, Soundwave had forced himself into recharge. He… needed to figure out what his next move was going to be and for that he needed a clear mind. Watching everything he had worked for suddenly falling apart wasn’t conducive to being able to think through a problem logically.]

[Luckily for anyone who was worried, when the drone gets bored of recording a motionless body, it moves closer to perch on Soundwave’s leg and he jerks, creepy long fingers grabbing the poor thing before the feed cuts.]

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[Action]

[dirge]

[There aren't actual vultures here, but lie still long enough and you're bound to attract a much larger, more dangerous creature.

Dirge has not seen the video the drone captured, but he has been watching the unmoving body for a while now from above. A dead mech just propped up on the bridge like that and no one else around? How lucky~

The teal jet stops circling abruptly and begins a dive, switching to robot mode a few yards above the street and using the thrusters on his heels to arrest his fall. His feet still crack the concrete when he lands, however- his landings have never been as graceful as some of the others of his frame type.]

What a beautiful, spiky pile of bits! [He comments, clasping his talons together as he strode closer to the inert figure. The biolights on this one's chassis are just top knotch. A rich bot? The mods alone seemed to imply as much. Dirge crouches next it, staring into the reflective faceplate.]

How exotic... I wonder if there's anything behind it? [His claws reach for the mask, intending to try and pry it off.]

[Action]

[quietone]

[It takes a while, but once he's actually awake enough, his scanners pick up someone near him. It wasn't a signal he knew but another Decepticon could be just as much trouble as an Autobot. So he didn't move. He didn't have enough energy to just book it out of there, so he would wait for the right moment.]

[When the jet lands, the Decepticon logo on him is obvious enough. Not one Soundwave knew though. Even if he was staring directly at Dirge, the other wouldn't be able to tell thanks to that lovely visor.]

[Despite the noise of protest his arm makes, his hand shoots up to grab the jet's. His other hand? Will be going to wrap his spindly fingers around Dirge's neck if the Con doesn't move quickly enough.]

Re: [Action]

[dirge]

[Dirge jerks in surprise when his hand is grabbed, not expecting something that had formally been so inert to suddenly move that fast. It still didn't mean this bot wasn't on his last leg... plenty of dieing beings lashed out at the last second in a weak attempt to protect themselves.

He sees the other hand come up out of the corner of his optics and manages to duck his head aside just in time not to get a pair of creeper fingers latched around his throat. His other hand is still trapped though.]

Oh, don't be like that! I'll finish you off quickly if you want. I'm too hungry to be in the mood to play with you.

[He responds, trying to wrench his arm out of the other's grasp.]