Knockout was sitting on the edge of the warships wing, relaxing after attending to an injured Decepticon. He rested on his elbows as he watched the far storm, with amazing lightning in the sky, including the thundering that was just music to his audio receptors. He let out a soft sigh of relaxation, thank the allspark he could have some time to himself, from all the blabbering and the shouting from Megatron, and the worst of all... Starscream...