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"Oh? Yes, it seems he does... I have been...well, a fan of his as long as I can remember... well, shortly after I joined with the Decepticons...actually. Something I probably never should have done... but what did I know then? No, is that something you wish were otherwise?" Dev asked curiously, as he worked diligently.

"Nah, I only joined the Decepticons when Megatron was around. But as soon as he presented Starscream, I was a huge fan as well. Who knew Starscream, Air Commander of the Energon Seekers, would agree to be in the Decepticons with Mechs like us. Pretty much like throwing a diamond into a pile of scrap, if you get what I mean." Leaning against the wall, the Eradicon watched Dev clean around the room, wiping down the throne thoroughly.

"Yes, I get what you mean. I joined mainly because of my brothers. They sort of encouraged me to come along and join." Dev finished shortly thereafter sighing, he did enjoy the conversation with Steve but he also figured its best not to push things too far. "Well, as much as I would like to continue this conversation, I am wondering if I should get back. Perhaps, another time?"

Nodding, the Eradicon uncrossed his arms. "Yeah, I should too. Logging needs to be done, and I don't want anyone to get suspicious of what I'm doing." Opening the door, the Eradicon stood in the doorway. "You know, you're alright for being a traitor. Just stick by Starscream and obey his command. You'll live longer."

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"Yes. I would not wish either of us to get into any trouble." Dev said, as they left the throne room, and Dev returned the cleaning supplies to the closet before heading back to Lord Starscream's private quarters.

"Thanks, Steve." Slipping in quietly, Devision headed towards the small room he had been given. Halfway there... he hoped to get a bit more recharge in, possibly, before the night was over.

As soon as Devision entered the room, Starscream glared at him with his arms crossed, sitting on Devision's berth with an Energon prod by his side. "Curious, are we now?" Slowly getting off the berth, Starscream grabbed the Energon prod, making his way to Devision. "You were supposed to stay here. Decide to get out and find a way off this forsaken ship, were you?" Voice deep, Starscream made Devision back up into his room. Narrowing his optics, Starscream gritted his denta, giving a low growl. "Don't expect that to not come with a punishment." Speaking in his smooth, deep voice, Starscream turned on the Energon prod, finally letting it electrocute Devision harshly.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO OBEY MY COMMAND!" Raising his voice, Starscream turned the prod on again, bringing it to touch against Devision's wings, slamming a pede down on his back. "You should do wise to submit your loyalty, or you will not leave this ship alive! Do you understand me?!" Applying pressure on his pede, Starscream gritted his denta, turning the prod onto a higher setting. Applying the prod once again, Starscream held Devision by the neck, in a choking hold.

Feeling a great annoyance, Starscream gritted his denta, releasing Devision before dragging him over to his berth. Throwing him on top, Starscream cuffed him to the head board, giving an angered sigh. "Stay here, and think about what you have done." Starscream didn't raise his voice, but surely made it sincere. He wasn't kidding. Stomping away from the berth, the Lord grabbed for the Energon prod, and headed out the door, and down the hallway.

Devision merely cowered and trembled, nervously. Whimpering in pain and misery. Agony gripped him, the prod to his wings aided their natural state of agony, worsening it for him. As well as the pressure to his wings and back. His Master holding him down with his pede did not help, certainly, nor did the shocks to his frame. He trembled, terrified, whimpering and crying silent tears.

Meanwhile, G.T. awoke in the brig, honestly quite bored. It was not fun to just hang around... it could be fun, in the right circumstances... to be restrained... but not like this. He growled, frustrated. He needed a good fragging. Only who would have him, given that he was a prisoner aboard an enemy ship... G.T. sighed, wishing for some sort of company or entertainment. Something.

"Awake now, I see." With a sincere voice, the Lord had entered the brig, holding the Energon prod behind his back. Still upset with annoyance, the Lord wasn't going to have scrap today. Still, he wondered why he was doing here. This will only cause him more annoyance, knowing how G.T. pretty much insults Devision with every chance he gets.

"Ah, Lord Starscream...hmm... having trouble with Devision? You seem a little, pissy...is he proving too much to handle?" The cocky orange Autobot said, teasingly.

"Very funny. I'll have you know I punished him for a bad deed." Narrowing his optics, Starscream moved his hands out from behind his back, revealing the same Energon prod he used on Devision.

"Why should I tell you, traitor?" Raising an optic, Starscream still kept his voice cold, sincere. Was G.T. really going to do this now? He hasn't got the patience for something like this. This guy was actually teasing him? Unforgivable. "[]You also would do wise to keep your mouth shut as well."

"Ah, so you will not tell me then...hmm..."

Narrowing his optics more, the Lord had crossed his arms. "He snuck out, when he wasn't suppose to."