"I suppose we'll see about that. I've seen your predecessors, Optimus Prime." The last word was nearly spat out, but there was no other proof of his annoyance. "I've seen what they're saying, and what they're doing and what they're professing to believe in slide further and further apart." Megatron more or less sneered, giving Optimus another once-over, but compared to the one in the court room, this one was all business, and not in the pleasurable way.
"I will give you, however, you are not as blind as Sentinel Prime. He believed so much, was so earnest in the same... That will just make it all the harder for you, however. We've seen, Prime. Can you make up for that?" If there was bitterness in those words, it was a mere shade, quickly ripped away and hidden again.
Optics flickering again as the changes were made, Megatron was beginning to feel slightly more unsettled by it; he still had the tools to fix this - they couldn't be easily found, even by a medic as experienced and skilled as Ratchet, especially is he wasn't looking - but the encryption and edits both were powerful, deep and would take both time and skill.
Purely cynically, Megatron had time aplenty. Skill, in the area required, though? He was beginning to doubt.
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Date: 2012-03-24 07:04 pm (UTC)"I suppose we'll see about that. I've seen your predecessors, Optimus Prime." The last word was nearly spat out, but there was no other proof of his annoyance. "I've seen what they're saying, and what they're doing and what they're professing to believe in slide further and further apart." Megatron more or less sneered, giving Optimus another once-over, but compared to the one in the court room, this one was all business, and not in the pleasurable way.
"I will give you, however, you are not as blind as Sentinel Prime. He believed so much, was so earnest in the same... That will just make it all the harder for you, however. We've seen, Prime. Can you make up for that?" If there was bitterness in those words, it was a mere shade, quickly ripped away and hidden again.
Optics flickering again as the changes were made, Megatron was beginning to feel slightly more unsettled by it; he still had the tools to fix this - they couldn't be easily found, even by a medic as experienced and skilled as Ratchet, especially is he wasn't looking - but the encryption and edits both were powerful, deep and would take both time and skill.
Purely cynically, Megatron had time aplenty. Skill, in the area required, though? He was beginning to doubt.