The gladiator shook his helm, rubbing a broken-off audial protrusion as he glanced away.
"Imagine he wouldn't, but no, it's not a... problem. You were invited, but given what, ah, might be going on, you could get a tour of the place and then come back?" He sounded distinctly hopeful, but it wasn't just or really, at the prospect of spending time with the well-kept and shorter visitor... The gladiator kept glancing off down the corridor and shifting on his strange, arced lower legs.
"Gladiators can need to burn off energy after a match. An... ah, old acquaintance of Megatron's decided to lend his... assistance." There were other gladiators nearby, and they were giving tall and slender sympathetic looks, then glancing down the corridor and then at Orion.
The atmosphere was charged and sort of tense. Perhaps awkward.
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Date: 2013-08-15 05:39 pm (UTC)"Imagine he wouldn't, but no, it's not a... problem. You were invited, but given what, ah, might be going on, you could get a tour of the place and then come back?" He sounded distinctly hopeful, but it wasn't just or really, at the prospect of spending time with the well-kept and shorter visitor... The gladiator kept glancing off down the corridor and shifting on his strange, arced lower legs.
"Gladiators can need to burn off energy after a match. An... ah, old acquaintance of Megatron's decided to lend his... assistance." There were other gladiators nearby, and they were giving tall and slender sympathetic looks, then glancing down the corridor and then at Orion.
The atmosphere was charged and sort of tense. Perhaps awkward.