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Lord Megatron ([personal profile] lordmegatron) wrote in [community profile] red_diode_district2013-04-22 12:34 am

Everybody learns from *somebody*

Passing the doors into the library, Megatron was pleased he had gotten the schedule correct as he saw who was sitting at the desk. If it had been completely necessary due to his own schedule, he'd have come here when he could. But since he didn't have to...

Ignoring the faint itch interfacing hadn't properly gotten rid off, Megatron approached the librarian at a lazy, casual walk. It was a pity he hadn't seen any signs at all that the surprisingly fine-lined truck-alted mech had the inclination he was looking for. Things would have been a lot easier (and, really, pleasing) if he had.

As it was, since there was no one left in the current arena circuit that he trusted with what he had to hand over, perhaps he would have to avail himself of one of the clubs. It made an irritable twitch slither down the treads on his shoulders, the thought that he'd have to do that.

It was ages since he'd had to go to an open venue like that to simply get his needs properly taken care of.

And he really would have preferred the librarian. Orion Pax - it hadn't taken anything to find out the designation when to found the schedule - was witty, somehow diplomatically argumentative and didn't give in if he knew he was right or wanted to stand for his opinion, actually had some smarts to go with said use of words and Megatron wanted to know more.

More, and more personally (most of the earlier he'd simply learned over the few times he'd been in the library when the mech was, but hadn't actually approached him). So this time, he decided to actually use the librarian's assistance in what he was looking for... and perhaps get something more out of it.

"Excuse me?"
ichooseboth: (Blue stare)

[personal profile] ichooseboth 2015-06-18 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Vents panting as the second charge jolted between them, Orion shuddered over Megatron. His own valve was clenching in time with the squeezes around his spike, coaxing him through the pleasant fading of his overload. He eventually relaxed against Megatron's frame, slumping down and leaving the connection between them in place, faint charge still pulsing pleasantly.

"...Oh? What did you have in mind?" He asked after a few silent moments, audials tiredly catching up with Megatron's words.
ichooseboth: (Stare out - dark city)

[personal profile] ichooseboth 2015-06-20 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well of course I am-" Orin mock-huffed, lifting his helm from Megatron's chest to raise a challenging optic ridge at him. The tone made him frown - and it didn't take much for him to catch the hint Megatron was dropping, either.

"...Does this involve your 'exploration' ideas you mentioned before?"

ichooseboth: (Blue stare)

[personal profile] ichooseboth 2015-06-20 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Orion tried to sigh in exasperation - only Megatron would bring up illegal exploration right after a perfectly lovely bout of interfacing - but he simply couldn't. He was too intrigued by the idea of discovering lost ruins and information, and he was perfectly aware he was falling willingly into the gladiator's plan.

Orion waved a hand, fingertips flicking along still-hot plating.

"...You know what? I'm not even going to try to argue against it. Pick a day and time, and I will be there."
ichooseboth: (Hand out - offer)

[personal profile] ichooseboth 2015-06-21 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
...Point.

"Hnnnmmm," Orion purred, frame tensing before abruptly going relaxed and pliant across Megatron's chest. He turned his helm into the kiss, humming pleasantly.

"Yes. Sure. That works..."