inursatellites: (BITCH : PLEASE)
Soundwave | Tentawave ([personal profile] inursatellites) wrote in [community profile] voicetest2014-03-06 09:23 pm

PG13; possible alcohol?

INTERIOR: GENERIC SPACE BAR

[Soundwave is not the sort to frequent places such as this. He prefers not to "indulge", as it were. But this is what his Lord commands. This is what Megatron commands. And thus, this is what Soundwave will do.]

[He's slunk into a darkened corner, simply listening. There is, in fact, a cube before him, the liquid glowing blue within, but he hardly seems interested in the drink. His attention is, instead, focused on the room around him.]

[There are so many interesting conversations to eavesdrop on. And, in all those conversations, there must be some kernel of useful information.]

[So the massive satellite transformer listens.]

[In utter, creepy, silence.]
badcop: (Ain't got time for this)

[personal profile] badcop 2014-03-09 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Hidden away in a corner or not, Soundwave was pretty hard to miss in the bar. While everyone else was moving and gesturing a bit too much thanks to the alcohol, the satellite was unnaturally still. Barricade ignored him at first, but eventually his paranoia got the best of him. Might as well be sure the creep's attention was somewhere else.

Half-empty cube in claws, Barricade slid into the space next to Soundwave.]


Is this how we gather intel now? Listen to a bunch of drunks?