#ꜱ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ ᴡ ᴀ ᴠ ᴇ » [ spymaster / erstwhile enemy / occasional friend. ]

[spymeister]

@kytherion / continued from x.

Treble trundles right over to Soundwave, arms going up in an unspoken request to be picked up and loved on. Bass nestles right into said arms as he's also picked back up, followed by his smaller brother, Tempo. Jazz looks more amused than worried- arms crossing over his hood as he watches. His armor is relaxed, seams at normal width- and field an even, warm thing that ripples around him like eddies in a stream. His lips pull into a wider smile as Bass's optics are already starting to show the elliptical focusing irises rather than the standard circular lenses.

Finally, at the unspoken invitation- he finds a spot to settle down and lean against the wall. The bitlets start their half-babble and half-squeakings at Soundwave in bitlet-speak, their adopted carrier's grin widening. "Oh, they 'ad some big adventures. Traveled w'me for a fair bit, an' visited a few other mecha. Traveled t'Ratchet, got their antivirals an' medical codin' updated." His helm tilts slightly as he glances up at Soundwave. "How'boutchu, mech? How's the fam been?"