Date: 2012-06-18 07:25 pm (UTC)
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The overseer's answering smile was the first crack in his otherwise rather impressively collected response; it was faint and tight, but he did indeed follow along, and there seemed to be nothing strange, really in the first hics of mining corridors; one actual cybertronian for every fifteen drones, standard for current mining operations.

If very thin on full cybertronian frames in the workforce.

Scowling, Megatron's step slowed down to match the rest of the group, but he walked slightly in front of them all, a stretched-out, even gait that had something of a predatory slink to it. No one, except perhaps Optimus, who would be at an angle diagonally behind Megatron, could see the faintly sulky tilt to the scowl.

Too few miners.

Not that mining was a glorious job, but it wasn't completely miserable with the correct safety measures and reasonable pay... and it needed to be done. This was his past, after all, and some still shared it even if he'd left it behind due to various circumstances.

It infuriated him even more than just hearing and reading about the changes had had.
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