::Mmm. I suppose not. I don't think any of my crimes involved robbery or breaking and entering in particular, though.:: Now, that was just being pedantic, but at least he wasn't being snappy, merely snarky about it.
::Better than I thought. Is it static on these floors or does it depend on you being... present?:: That was his greatest concern, really. He'd be annoyed if he was suddenly desprived of a small, if reasonably so, range he could move around to something even smaller every time the Prime left the building.
There was an equal hesitation before Megatron accepted the file, hm-ing thoughtfully over the contents, but merely recieveing a layout over the area available wasn't enough, so after pacing the length of the balcony and leaning over the railing once to look around the outer walls and the distances between windows before he came back in, merely casting a glance over at the group and Springarm being... ah... "molested" as Vibes and Elita had both joined in to worm their more slender hands into a hip joint each with tiny grins.
It was... a familiar scene.
Turning away from it, Megatron stalked towards the room the map had marked as his, ignoring the other doors. His strides were long and smooth, but they were - unconciously - slower than need be and exaggerated the sinous movements themselves.
Magnus had chuckled and slid slightly closer to Optimus on the couch as quietly asked, tapping Elita and Vibes on their shoulders to alert them... And of course the femmes immedately picked up on it and joined in.
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::Better than I thought. Is it static on these floors or does it depend on you being... present?:: That was his greatest concern, really. He'd be annoyed if he was suddenly desprived of a small, if reasonably so, range he could move around to something even smaller every time the Prime left the building.
There was an equal hesitation before Megatron accepted the file, hm-ing thoughtfully over the contents, but merely recieveing a layout over the area available wasn't enough, so after pacing the length of the balcony and leaning over the railing once to look around the outer walls and the distances between windows before he came back in, merely casting a glance over at the group and Springarm being... ah... "molested" as Vibes and Elita had both joined in to worm their more slender hands into a hip joint each with tiny grins.
It was... a familiar scene.
Turning away from it, Megatron stalked towards the room the map had marked as his, ignoring the other doors. His strides were long and smooth, but they were - unconciously - slower than need be and exaggerated the sinous movements themselves.
Magnus had chuckled and slid slightly closer to Optimus on the couch as quietly asked, tapping Elita and Vibes on their shoulders to alert them... And of course the femmes immedately picked up on it and joined in.