"Oh? I suppose I misjudged." However, Megatron didn't let Orion down, or even dodged the swat, merely smirked as he crossed the room to the berthroom. He turned his helm as he walked and leaned as he could, enough to brush his lips over the base of one of Orion's audial finials, right before he put him down on the floor beside the berth.
"However, I'll let you get onto the berth yourself, since you are, indeed, not recharging or otherwise unconcious." There was lazy, slow amusement in Megatron's tone, his engine running in a low pitch and slow gear. He would never admit to it, but he was running on the edge of his online cycle, recharge routines attempting to initiate, his optics dimming.
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Date: 2014-01-18 11:28 pm (UTC)"However, I'll let you get onto the berth yourself, since you are, indeed, not recharging or otherwise unconcious." There was lazy, slow amusement in Megatron's tone, his engine running in a low pitch and slow gear. He would never admit to it, but he was running on the edge of his online cycle, recharge routines attempting to initiate, his optics dimming.