Orion managed a somewhat-delayed snort of contempt at Megatron's words, hard pressed to avoid watching the free 'show'. He couldn't help but have a sort of...morbid, train-wreck sort of curiosity about it.
Watching the mech that was probably going to kill him getting his post-murder charge off. It was ridiculous, and so insane no one would ever believe him if he dared place it in an actual report.
Was this really the mech everyone feared? His spark looked the same as any spark; warm and bright and as tempting as all those that he had seen personally.
...which was rapidly becoming a problem for the bound archivist.
"...The Council? You're wiping out droves of your own people to get at them?"
He leaned back as far away as the chains would allow him, disgust naked on his exposed face. ...And disgust was good. It could cover up any other, far more inappropriate expressions before he could even make them.
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Date: 2012-09-08 08:42 am (UTC)Watching the mech that was probably going to kill him getting his post-murder charge off. It was ridiculous, and so insane no one would ever believe him if he dared place it in an actual report.
Was this really the mech everyone feared? His spark looked the same as any spark; warm and bright and as tempting as all those that he had seen personally.
...which was rapidly becoming a problem for the bound archivist.
"...The Council? You're wiping out droves of your own people to get at them?"
He leaned back as far away as the chains would allow him, disgust naked on his exposed face. ...And disgust was good. It could cover up any other, far more inappropriate expressions before he could even make them.