Even when Shockwave decided to counter on her offer, the femme’s face remained blank, seemingly unaffected by the time of voice he was able to give off. She didn’t blink, but a tiny smile lingered on her lips. It was moments like these where Raiza appeared to be quite apathetic...even when the other Decepticon decided to fling the human across the room. Only when the mad scientist did turn his back, was where the red femme was able to flinch. It was a small piece of movement, only for it to disappear completely a second afterwards. “Way to be delicate with your toys, Shock-y”, she commented, almost pouting as she crossed her arms upon her chest, and leaning against the wall.

If anybody knew about the femme’s escapades on planet Earth, to the point where she can even take on a human appearance, Megatron would skin her (or in this case, peel her paint), if not, give her to the mad scientist himself, in demand to know this kind of abnormality. It’s because of this ability, was she able to know some of the biology, in regards to a human female. At the same time, there had to be a moment where she would have a “close-up encounter” with such a species. Interaction in any of Earth’s languages was a cinch, making it all-the-more-easier. On that note, it was because of this particular girl running around the cyclops’ lab, which gave her the incentive to grow curious of the planet’s society, as well as try to figure out her human form, correctly. She still wasn’t sure if it was a genetic thing, or a new function, but it was strange, all at once. 

Raiza didn’t move from her spot, the whole time she had to watch Shockwave perform the daily procedure. For her own sadistic pleasures, this doesn’t even come close to her own taste. It was a lot more fun when people deserved it, and not out of hearing the agony of something so small and so innocent. Absolutely [b]NOT[/b] her style. 

After several minutes of constant noise, the cyclops finally decided to stop, and leave upon Lord Megatron’s word. The femme watched his departure, before looking back to the small cage. Revving up one of the buzzsaws attached to one of her pigtails, she sliced off the entire piece, where the door was. It was a careful cut, but quick.