Red and blue optics flared in response to Orion's annoyance. But where the rude intruder shifted on his feet, optics wide and mouth slightly slack add he held up his hands, field receding, Megatron...
Came to a stop a few feet behind Orion, the formerly harsh glow softening. The sword was lowered as well, tip resting into the ground as the gladiator stopped, helm dipping to stare intently at the back of Orion's helm.
That wasn't just a mech annoyed and showing it, or nothing so simple anyway, and Megatron suddenly felt no need to help chase the harasser away. Of course, even with his field suddenly smooth and tucked neatly against his frame, completely unassuming, he was rather intimidating.
"I... ah. Yes. Of course. Nothing. As you say." The mech seemed unable to decide if he should pay more attention to the gladiator lurking behind the librarian a good head and a half over the bike-alted mech, or the object of his earlier attentions, but in the end he nodded, optics locked on Orion's nasal ridge before he backed up and then fairly ran away.
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Came to a stop a few feet behind Orion, the formerly harsh glow softening. The sword was lowered as well, tip resting into the ground as the gladiator stopped, helm dipping to stare intently at the back of Orion's helm.
That wasn't just a mech annoyed and showing it, or nothing so simple anyway, and Megatron suddenly felt no need to help chase the harasser away. Of course, even with his field suddenly smooth and tucked neatly against his frame, completely unassuming, he was rather intimidating.
"I... ah. Yes. Of course. Nothing. As you say." The mech seemed unable to decide if he should pay more attention to the gladiator lurking behind the librarian a good head and a half over the bike-alted mech, or the object of his earlier attentions, but in the end he nodded, optics locked on Orion's nasal ridge before he backed up and then fairly ran away.
At least his exit was very musical.