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Characters:Shockwave, @open Location: Energon Mine Content Warnings: Minor Character Death, Gore Plot Summary: A new prospect for an energon mine has been discovered, but it comes with great risks. In this moment of questioning, Shockwave's true nature is revealed.
"Master Shockwave! There is a new development in the mining project." A unnamed and unknown Vehicon proclaimed as he approached where Shockwave stood, overlooking the progress of the mine. "Take me to it." He stated neutrally, and the Vehicon scurried ahead, down the slope of the cavern to a large hole that had been made. The glow from within was bright, a breakthrough in the mining project if there ever was one. However, unlike the Vehicon, Shockwave would not make a fool of himself running down to this hole. He kept a careful gate, watching the ground beneath his pedes carefully for any faults or signs of possible cave-in.
Tell-tale cracks in the cavern floor leading towards the hole caused him to pause. "Can you see the bottom of the cavern below?" Shockwave's gaze was to the cavern floor, gaze seeing beyond the thin layer of earth and to the depths beyond. These Vehicons were fools.. "No sir! We're not sure how deep it goes, but it looks..."
The speaking Vehicon never got a chance to finish his sentence as Shockwave stood quietly, watching without emotion as the floor crumbled underneath the assorted Vehicons standing unawares on the thin floor. There were screams, yes. Screams that echoed through the cavern and up farther into the mines until they were all cut short. He looked down over the edge at the two greying frames laying crumpled in piles on the dark floor below. Two were still alive, but in too much pain to scream.
"Get back to work. Carry their frames outside then get back to work, I'll handle the rest." He stated calmly to the rest, watching carefully as the rest made a new path down, a few grabbing up the frames below to carry outside to the surface. Shockwave followed those few and had them line up the frames on the ground before going back to work. He waited till he was alone before he solemnly closed open optics and soothed screaming faceplates into peace, the two alive he put into forced recharge. These four would make new projects, ideas running through his processor faster than normal as he activated the groundbridge had them carried back to his labs. He went with to hook the still living two up to machinery to keep them comatose, yet alive. They were to be saved for later.
When he returned, he returned to a orderly mining crew, working ever harder with the greater load added, and ever more frightened as he walked past them. It didn't phase him, this fear and those losses. In the end, for the greater good, a sacrifice must be made. They would see. Fear would give way to logic, and their clouded optics would clear.
Playback lightly punched the leg of the nearest Vehicon as if to assure them that their cause was a just one. In reality however, his happy, patronizing demeanor was because it was the Vehicons that had to slave away in a mine all day, and not him. The minicon's exuberance was quickly stifled with the sudden appearance of a talon-sporting pede over his head. Playback let out a yelp, suddenly remembering the real pecking order as he was threatened with death. Again.
"Don't start getting ideas above your station. Remember who the Commissary Officer here is."
Hypnos withdrew her foot from over Playback's head, her one optic piercing through him.
"Who is the Commissary Officer here?"
Before he answered, Playback took note that the Vehicons down the line had stopped to observe, especially the one he'd called 'chum'.
He coughed awkwardly. "You are, boss. You're the Commissar."
"Correct." Saying this, Hypnos snapped her claws together, and each and every Vehicon down the line returned to the previously scheduled work order.
The most unlikely duo in the Decepticons strode down the rest of shaft B2, observing the quality of the work before them, Hypnos with her hands folded behind her back, hunched over, vulturely. Officially, she served as a Commissar to the Vehicons, and occasionally a commander. Vehicon operations with Hypnos running overwatch tended to run more smoothly than without her, statistically. Caves weren't her first preference for an operation, but overseeing the process of an Energon dig fell within her duties.
Hypnos stopped as four little red points of light appeared in the top left corner of her visual feed. Playback, not privy to this information, looked around as if there was a sniper scoped in on him. Wordlessly, Hypnos continued her march back toward the central chamber, Playback none the wiser.
It was in the central chamber (now with a massive hole in it), that she found Shockwave. She stated the obvious, as if Shockwave wasn't already aware of it. "We are down four."
Finally clued in, Playback asked, "Wait what, we are? Where'd they go?"
Shockwave didn't even turn his gaze to acknowledge Hypnos or Playback, finding it a waste of time to garner a response to the two. However, Playback's question should be answered.. It's only polite. "They opened up the mine further and the floor collapsed under their combined weight. They all perished in the fall, so I had their frames carried back and ordered the rest of the workers to continue. He was solemn as he spoke, and directed his gaze to them.
"Where were you when they broke through? He asked, curiousity in his tone of voice. Shockwave was indeed curious as to where they had been, for if they had been here, this folly could have been avoided.
Naturally, Playback slowly peered over the edge of pit resting in the center of the chamber. Hypnos did as well, if only to gauge its depth. Though her statement had been phrased as just that, a statement, Shockwave had still answered the implicit question. With a little help from Playback. "Gulp," Playback said aloud, his focus still on the pit, and the swirling possibilities within, namely 'what would happen if Playback fell in'. Hypnos was thinking the same thing, oddly enough.
She replied with a cadence not all that dissimilar to Shockwave's; flat, unconcerned, detached, with a small hint of aloofness. "Inspecting shafts B9 through B1. There have been zero accidents, complications or injuries. Efficiency remains at optimal levels." By her very nature, Hypnos couldn't have been less concerned with the fate of four Vehicons having fallen to their ends. It might've put a statistical dent in their efficiency rating for the day, but given how quickly and cheaply they were produced, that blip in the charts would be sorted out as soon as the next shift arrived.
Playback however, was much more sentimental. "So Shockwave," he began, as if addressing an old pal. "What do you do with the frames of the workers who off-line down here?"
Swiftly, Hypnos smacked Playback on the side of the head with her balled up pede. He stumbled, the force a bit too much for him to keep balancing with. As she was a benevolent goddess, Hypnos hadn't intended to send poor Playback into the pit for speaking out of turn. Because she was standing between Playback and the pit, however. She'd toss him in later.
Hypnos glanced down to Playback, briefly. "Are you curious as to where you will be sent when you offline?" she half-threatened half-scolded.
"Primus no! I mean-..." he was marginally curious.