Disclamers the same as the previous chapter ;) Enjoy.
A Friend for Graduation by Spin
Chapter 1: A day at the Academy
The city state of Encrypmetro prides its self as begin one of the most academic to of ever existed, producing intellectuals to rival even Iacon's brightest scholars. In fact the city's residents consider the Academy of Encrypmetro so prestigious that the entire city has evolved around the substantially illustrious structure of the main building. Though millennia old, the grandeur of this place has never failed to inspire awe in each and every student to pass through the shimmering archway on their journey to acquire knowledge and enlightenment through study, within this highly majestic institution. With the Academy rated so highly it is little wonder that scholars come from all over Cybertron to study here, nor that the Academy selects only the most brilliant and talented to study within its walls.
In the main lecture theatre of Academy's Southern complex, the scientifically acclaimed Professor Quantareception is finishing his last lecture for the day. During this course he instructs the assembled students in the methods used to maintain long-range communication, primarily between Cybertronian spaceships and the communication towers of their home city-states. This class focussed on communication by manipulating electromagnetic waves.
His students hurriedly jot down, in data pads, every scrap of information they can. The only sounds to be heard the pointers on the pads and Quantareception's fast passed voice as he rushes to finish the topic material before the end of class.
"...and so the receiver converts the signal into a binary format which the view screen and then interpret into images and sound in the standard way." Quantareception just finishes before a loud ringing-buzz is heard through the entire complex signalling the end of class and the teaching day. Quantareception sighs at the sight of his students bustling in their rows to flee the captivity of the large lecture theatre. "Don't forget! Assignment-19 is due in during lecture 27. Next time we start on the theory of quantum communication." He bellows to be heard over the din.
A young dark blue mech, somewhat geometric in design, silently makes his way to the front of the lecture theatre bypassing his peers as they rush to escape its confinement. As he approaches Professor Quantareception he holds out two data-pads.
"Assignments 19 and 20 completed, Professor." The young mech's monotone yet somehow dark voice rings out, deceptively quiet against all the hustle and bustle. Quantareception turns to the young mech a slightly bemused smile on his faceplate. With a slight sigh and a half-chuckle he accepts the pads.
"You know, Soundwave, most cultures have a saying or two referring to all work and no play. Maybe you should let your self take a break once in a while." Quantareception comments light heartedly, shaking his head, as Soundwave turns to follow his peers out. He tilts his head slightly to acknowledge the advice but makes no comment.
Moving down the corridors Soundwave makes no move to interact with the other students flooding the passageways. His strides are at a fixed pace and his attention is fixed on getting him to his destination as quickly as possible. Turning another corner he starts to move against the tide of student, his movements full of determination to reach his goal, as he fights the current and forces his way through the corridor.
Finally the flow eases as most of the students have now fled the main building. With out slowing his pace Soundwave proceeds to the science research labs within the hart of the complex, the labyrinth like design of the interconnecting corridors navigated with well-practiced ease. Many of the rooms are empty and dark, as the majority of lectures, like their students, have fled the daily turmoil, of life within the Academy.
Stopping a fully closed door, distinguishable from its only by the tag welded to it reading 'Professor Datasnipe - Authorized Personnel ONLY!!!' After knocking on the door Soundwave waits for a response. Several long moments pass before he tries again. Again no response, Soundwave checks his internal chronometer, satisfying him self that the Professor should be present, before knocking a third time.
This time when no response is received, he visually check his surroundings ensuring he is alone, before he gently relaxes his mind and extends it into the room before him. Within the room he senses two minds. The first is somewhat primitive and feel board to Soundwave, while the second is highly complex and fully focused on something to the exclusion of all else. Mentally sighing, Soundwave retracts his mind.
Once again he checks his surroundings, before moving to the security lock and typing in a code that as a student he should not be privy to. As the door opens Soundwave steps into the brightly lit lab.