Soundwave's fist BANGS against Crosscheck's door rather urgently. Crosscheck's voice come out of the intercom, "What is it? I asked to not be distrubed, I'm running a very delicate experimentation right now." Soundwave taps the intercom button. "Make time, Crosscheck. Blast Off has advised me of a serious situation that involves YOU." Crosscheck simply grins at Soundwave, "You don't even know what you're..." Then he is interrupted by Praxis's voice. Still holding a small box, surrounded by a low level forcefield, in his hand, he joins Soundwave into Praxis's throne room.