Space-Coyote Ugly [OPEN]

[aircommanderp]

WHO: Starscream and [OPEN]
WHAT: Starscream does his less than flattering job. It's Starscream's shift and patrons are allowed to come in and request a dance for a small fee. Make sure you have plenty of credits, though, he'll want good tips!
WHERE: The Mile High Club.
WHEN: TONIGHT BROTHA.
WARNINGS/NOTES: This is one of those FUN threads where

Comments

... lap dance. I am sorry.

[inursatellites]

He had been meaning to seek out the alternate Starscream ever since he and Barricade had... assisted Blitzwing. The words "All Spark shard" had lingered in his processor, along with the knowledge that things were being kept from him. And, well. Soundwave couldn't allow that to continue. Finding the alternate was a simple task. The series of announcements over the network, combined with that rather unflattering video, made pinpointing his potential location something even a human was capable of.

Although, getting the data he wanted was not going to be so simple. Hacking directly was out of the question. He'd seen what had happened to those who'd laid hands on the jet. Which meant his preferred method of getting information was out of the question. And left him one potential option... The Transtech upgrade.All he had to do was contact the alternate Starscream physically. Then he could sift through his mind all he pleased

[inursatellites]

Soundwave tilted his head, again, simply watching the alternate Starscream. He made no movement to force him to stay, or to even move closer. There would be no salvaging this opportunity. He'd have to find another.

At the last, however, he turned, and glanced back over one massive shoulder.

"DESIGNATION: BLITZWING . . . SENDS REGARDS."

[aircommanderp]

That gave him pause, briefly he turned back around faltering. No... he'd be speaking to Blitzwing soon enough anyway. Quietly he went along on his way, a soft huff sound in response.

Blitzwing was the best chance he had at a competent ally at the moment- aside from Magnum, and Magnum was still in a gray area. He wasn't sure if he trusted him or not.

He pushed his way back through the crowds and into the break room, with something new to trouble his mind.