Shockwave absorbed the entirety of Thunderwing's response, analyzing the minutiae and running it against the litany of acceptable response calculations he had made within his own processors. There were certain elements of the warlord's response that Shockwave would have taken the opportunity to debate, if a debate was what they were having. For the time being, Shockwave was only determining whether or not he would test his new energy source on another potential rival. At the end of Thunderwing's speech, he had determined that the odds of successfully maintaining the warlord's allegiances were comfortably within the 65th percentile.
He would likely shore up that questionable percentage, along with a number of other questionable loyalties, once Starscream's threat to his command had been put to rest. Indeed, the Seeker had been a glitch in his wiring eve since his return to this solar system. But that been accounted for. He was just as much of a problem for Megatron. Shockwave was hardly so foolish to as to think he would be less of one for him. So long as Starscream continued to function, he would be a threat to any leader, as the Seeker had long seen himself as the only one suitable to hold ultimate sway over the Decepticon empire.
It was fortunate, then, that he had such a prime opportunity to take care of the rogue Seeker and his treacherous proclivities now.
"Declarative: a satisfactory response," Shockwave stated, lowering his arm cannon as he proceeded further on to the bridge, approaching the command chair. As he did so, he saw that the ship had logged an incoming response from Soundwave's earlier transmission. Shockwave seated himself in the chair and transferred it to the primary bridge viewscreen. "Points of contention remain, but all possess a statistical probability of achieving resolution. One, in particular, I intend to address now."
Shockwave turned to face the screen directly as it lit up and revealed what appeared to be a Decepticon symbol. It was not a typical symbol, however. It was battle-worn. More importantly, it was immediately easy to determine that it was not a simple badge as most Decepticons wore, but rather an integral part of a cranial structure. The figure--a mechanoid who now went by the name of Tarn, a member of the Decepticon Justice Division stepped back, allowing all on the bridge a better view. Behind him, a massive, hulk of a mech stalked behind him as fires raged. It looked as if Tarn was standing in the center of the Pit itself.
>>"Excellent, Kaon. That will do nicely. I can see them all. Ahhhh...Shockwave. When we received the hearing request from Soundwave, I had hoped to speak with someone a little less monotone. It appears I will be disappointed in that regard. Pity. So......this pertains to Starscream, yes?"<<
"Affirmative," Shockwave responded evenly.
>>"Annnnnnd, hm, you are certifying that his actions reach the level of high crimes and misdemeanors against the integrity of the Decepticon empire and are, thus, worthy of our collective consideration?"<<
>>"My...this conversation is already everything I was expecting it would be,"<< Tarn said, sighing. >>"And why does this request not come from Megatron himself?"<<
"Declarative: Megatron is currently indisposed and unable to deal with the matter directly. It has been delegated to me," Shockwave said, choosing his words very carefully, lest he be held in some future contempt himself. He made certain to speak the truth, even if it was only true from a certain point of view. On the viewscreen, Tarn cocked his head slightly, as if he too were analyzing the validity of Shockwave's words. In all likelihood, he was.
>>"Very well, Shockwave. As this petition comes from someone of your standing, we will hear it."<<
From somewhere, well out of view of the transmission cube, a mangled, metallic scream could be heard, before being slowly silenced.
>>"I believe Tesarus is just finishing up. You have, oh, I don't know, about ten breems before we depart for our next destination. We will likely be incommunicado for several orns afterward, unless this situation warrants otherwise. As such, we will commence the hearing in five breems. The Division will hear from the accuser...and the accused, per standard protocol and render our judgement accordingly. Until then."<<
Tarn's image blinked from existence, returning the primary viewscreen to its typical display of outlying space and, currently, the uppermost crest of Sol-3 just above the horizon. Shockwave's optic flickered. With the Justice Division now involved, the cycloptic strategist was confidant that Starscream's treacherous history would be dealt with once and for all. The Division may well authorize him to end Starscream's existence then and there, a perfect message for anyone else still questioning their loyalty. Shockwave's command in this region would be solidified. He would deal with the expansion fleets in due course. They might also decide to enact his execution themselves, as they often did. Indeed, it was one of the Division's primary functions. If they did, Shockwave would have to proceed more cautiously, but he was confidant that matters would proceed as he expected in that scenario as well. All in all, the new imperator was pleased with how matters were falling in to place.
Shockwave brought up a diagram of the ship and selected the primary hangar bay that would serve the upcoming purpose satisfactorily.
"Imperative: Soundwave, have Starscream transferred to the primary hangar bay. Alert all non-essential personnel that they are to bear witness to Starscream's fate, and the ultimate fate of all those who put themselves above the final objective of the Decepticon empire. You will accompany me. Dispatch suitable lieutenants to oversee bridge operations in the intervening period."
Shockwave rose from his seated position and proceeded towards the bridge's exit. His stay here had been brief, but he preferred it that way. What he sought to accomplish by coming here had been accomplished. Now it was time to return to his real work.
"The lingering question of leadership will soon be resolved."