"Blaster: join Soundwave in watching Connections?" It was a game similar to what humans would call Chain Reaction many millennia from then and one that Soundwave found more than a little enjoyment in.

"Naw. I promised some friends I'd join 'em at tha club."

He looked over the back of the couch at the red and yellow mech with a slight frown. "Off-cycle: spent out?"

"Yeah. Me and Steelie are goin' tat ha new one that just recently opened. I think several of tha mechs I work with are s'posed ta be there. Ya probably wouldn't care ta go. Not really yer scene, ya know." He finished buffing his shoulder and tossed the cloth in the basket. "I dunno when I'll be back so don't bother waiting up for me."

As Blaster left, Soundwave turned back to his show, his field radiating his distress. The other carrier had not spent any significant length of time with him for far too long. There was very little keeping him tied to even the apartment anymore as he had begun packing everything away a while ago to accommodate his sparkmate's desires. Everywhere he looked was the sign of Blaster's presence. At one time his had also been as prevalent.