Megatron couldn't care less about the glares, either from the guards or the Prime. The guards ought to know he couldn't really do anything to Optimus, and Optimus? Well, it was obvious they had different approaches to things.
Crossing his arms across his chestplates, Megatron scowled and wondered if Optimus' threats would actually get them anything. Of course... there was the fact that at least a handful of any names Steeltread could give, Megatron actually already had tagged as "needed to get rid of".
What the Prime probably wouldn't approve of, was his method... or the fact that there would be no attendant proof of actual wrong-doing. Unless Soundwave had gotten far enough to unearth something...
"I--- there's---" Steeltread groaned, rubbing his helm and then his faceplates, hands then tensing into fists. "You want names, when this is how the system in general is run? Cut of one head, there'll be another ready to pop up!" The overseer shouted, tossing his arms up.
At the same time, however, he did ping the Prime with a no-encrypt open file. At the same time as Megatron, over the comm. link he'd been given and now turned away from the others and staring down the corridor to disguise what he was doing, murmured a short list of five names.
Five names that comprised a third of the list Steeltread had offered the Prime.
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Date: 2012-07-17 12:37 am (UTC)Crossing his arms across his chestplates, Megatron scowled and wondered if Optimus' threats would actually get them anything. Of course... there was the fact that at least a handful of any names Steeltread could give, Megatron actually already had tagged as "needed to get rid of".
What the Prime probably wouldn't approve of, was his method... or the fact that there would be no attendant proof of actual wrong-doing. Unless Soundwave had gotten far enough to unearth something...
"I--- there's---" Steeltread groaned, rubbing his helm and then his faceplates, hands then tensing into fists. "You want names, when this is how the system in general is run? Cut of one head, there'll be another ready to pop up!" The overseer shouted, tossing his arms up.
At the same time, however, he did ping the Prime with a no-encrypt open file. At the same time as Megatron, over the comm. link he'd been given and now turned away from the others and staring down the corridor to disguise what he was doing, murmured a short list of five names.
Five names that comprised a third of the list Steeltread had offered the Prime.