"We need to--" It was with difficulty he managed to stop talking. even had to turn off his vocaliser for an astrosecond. What he needed to do, at least for a few moments, was to let Optimus speak. he'd listened before even if he'd argued, he could do so again.
Scowling, Megatron settled back again, arms still crossed, but pistons and cables relaxing and this time he turned off his visual feed, merely to be able to focus. As compared to earlier this was information he didn't have much basis himself already, and processing and settling it so he could... agree or argue his point, whichever it turned out to be, had priority.
He didn't like to wait, but he also knew it was sometimes necessary, and as long as the wait and their planning didn't last for several thousand vorns, he could manage.
Question was, could he trust the mech to be telling him the truth? Some part said yes, but that was insubstantial. Optimus hadn't - as far as he knew - lied yet when he'd had far less power - so to speak compared to now.
"What we need to do, besides redirecting the ecomony and production, is not just to get rid of some of those senators, but exchange them," Megatron finally said, looking up as he reignited his optics.
"And, if it comes to it, I'm sure we could turn the populace against the senators but keep them favourable towards us." The smile was nothing sort of feral, too much teeth, too much raw confidence.
He didn't yet trust the Prime completely, but he was "good enough" for now, which meant Megatron didn't mind saying such a thing. And people were reasonably easy to sway. You just needed to know what to say, and between them, they could surely wield one of, if not the most potent weapon on Cybertron.
The population itself.
(Though some flickering part said that while he was correct about the assessment, he had other methods (weapons) at his disposal as well. Megatron filed that little spark away for now.)
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Scowling, Megatron settled back again, arms still crossed, but pistons and cables relaxing and this time he turned off his visual feed, merely to be able to focus. As compared to earlier this was information he didn't have much basis himself already, and processing and settling it so he could... agree or argue his point, whichever it turned out to be, had priority.
He didn't like to wait, but he also knew it was sometimes necessary, and as long as the wait and their planning didn't last for several thousand vorns, he could manage.
Question was, could he trust the mech to be telling him the truth? Some part said yes, but that was insubstantial. Optimus hadn't - as far as he knew - lied yet when he'd had far less power - so to speak compared to now.
"What we need to do, besides redirecting the ecomony and production, is not just to get rid of some of those senators, but exchange them," Megatron finally said, looking up as he reignited his optics.
"And, if it comes to it, I'm sure we could turn the populace against the senators but keep them favourable towards us." The smile was nothing sort of feral, too much teeth, too much raw confidence.
He didn't yet trust the Prime completely, but he was "good enough" for now, which meant Megatron didn't mind saying such a thing. And people were reasonably easy to sway. You just needed to know what to say, and between them, they could surely wield one of, if not the most potent weapon on Cybertron.
The population itself.
(Though some flickering part said that while he was correct about the assessment, he had other methods (weapons) at his disposal as well. Megatron filed that little spark away for now.)