"Haha," Orion grumbled, even as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Happily maybe, but I'd rather not." He gave Megatron's hand a squeeze, before focusing on their surroundings as they walked ever-deeper. Orion frowned, reaching out to gently brush the nearest wall, free of any interesting glyphs.
"Huh. I feel like we're in the maintenance corridors of a Metro-titan."
A pause.
"...We're not, right?" He asked doubtfully, eying the floor.
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Date: 2015-10-01 10:21 pm (UTC)"Huh. I feel like we're in the maintenance corridors of a Metro-titan."
A pause.
"...We're not, right?" He asked doubtfully, eying the floor.