Megatron just grinned in response, pleased at the similar claim, and then shrugged.
"If you want to do that, certainly. That's why I suggested today, since there's no particular event going on. But whichever you want to do," Megatron said, lips quirking into another grin, "I suggest you acknowledge the mech aimed for us when she stops beside the table, because she's not going to intrude before you've given her permission."
The mech in question was tall - but slender. Her altmode was questionable, but there were bunches of kibble in several places that could be housings for hover mechanisms... or something else entirely. Despite the suggested flimsiness of her frame, there was a certain weatheredness to her armour that could be seen even under the muted, flashing lights in the club.
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"If you want to do that, certainly. That's why I suggested today, since there's no particular event going on. But whichever you want to do," Megatron said, lips quirking into another grin, "I suggest you acknowledge the mech aimed for us when she stops beside the table, because she's not going to intrude before you've given her permission."
The mech in question was tall - but slender. Her altmode was questionable, but there were bunches of kibble in several places that could be housings for hover mechanisms... or something else entirely. Despite the suggested flimsiness of her frame, there was a certain weatheredness to her armour that could be seen even under the muted, flashing lights in the club.
A gladiator, probably.