Despite what Optimus had said to him, Megatron was still admittedly surprised when the Prime declined. The pause, as well as the very generous bribe which did have some substantial benefits would have been... even for him, he had to admit... hard to decline.
Decimus, even while Megatron couldn't see it, managed to school his expression and then leaned forward slightly. He might not be taller than the Prime, but he was not as impressed as he perhaps should be... he had had that frame before.
"You will regret this, Optimus Prime. I can rally obstruction for your pet projects as easily as you can create them to lay them at our agenda... And I also still know how your frame works, and I think you'll find---" the senator trailed off, optics widening and the glow paling to near white as he glanced behind and to the side of Optimus.
Megatron had heard enough. He did not approve of threats upon someone's frame due to their function - at least that was what he told himself, because the strange... protectiveness? wasn't something he wanted to pay attention to - and with a growl, he stalked around the crystals.
Glaring at the senator as he slid up beside and slightly behind the Prime, arms crossed, and no matter the amount of restraining programming, his intent of harm was clear enough to make said programming send warning twangs down along his circuits.
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Date: 2012-05-17 06:17 pm (UTC)Decimus, even while Megatron couldn't see it, managed to school his expression and then leaned forward slightly. He might not be taller than the Prime, but he was not as impressed as he perhaps should be... he had had that frame before.
"You will regret this, Optimus Prime. I can rally obstruction for your pet projects as easily as you can create them to lay them at our agenda... And I also still know how your frame works, and I think you'll find---" the senator trailed off, optics widening and the glow paling to near white as he glanced behind and to the side of Optimus.
Megatron had heard enough. He did not approve of threats upon someone's frame due to their function - at least that was what he told himself, because the strange... protectiveness? wasn't something he wanted to pay attention to - and with a growl, he stalked around the crystals.
Glaring at the senator as he slid up beside and slightly behind the Prime, arms crossed, and no matter the amount of restraining programming, his intent of harm was clear enough to make said programming send warning twangs down along his circuits.