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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?"
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?"
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It's leave more time to do what they actually wanted to do, since getting past security wasn't the only thing that'd take time.
They needed to climb down as well, and that, Megatron knew, was what would actually take the most time (as well as getting back up).
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Or if they ended up arrested.
He didn't really think it would end up that way, but it didn't mean it couldn't happen. Even more so, Orion had packed a little bit of everything, trying to plan for anything. Extra rations, mech-grade tow cables and carabiners, med-kits, and even borrowing a archival-level tech scanner from Alpha Trion himself. His mentor had given him a knowing look, but loaned it to him without asking questions, for which he was grateful.
The careful packing of his subspace - and his own nervousness - had made him a little late, but he rolled up just on time for their train. He greeted Megatron with a ping and a anxious wave.
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Waving at Orion in greeting as much as waving him on the train, Megatron led them to the back of the car where the space was a little more generous. They'd have to stand, but that was hardly an issue.
"We're going with this almost to the end," Megatron said, easily squeezing Orion's arm when they got to the end, only sharing it with another large truck, "if either of us were faster we could probably have made it by road, but this is going to take enough time as it is."
Pausing, Megatron switched to comm. if only to make a short comment that was better not overheard at all, even if their 'crime' wouldn't be large enough to scour all of Iacon for any witnesses.
::And while I know there's entrances around the city, I haven't found them yet, and they'll have greater security... and no guarantee they're any more interesting, since they'd need more security simply because there's more people wandering around."
Of course, any area that had been ruled forbidden and was guarded was potentially interesting, but one had to weigh time, effort and probable reward.
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"The end of the route?" He asked, immediately searching the holonet for the specifics of the track path and destinations. It was a bit of a trip - but far better than driving themselves.
"Ah."
::Well, it makes sense, given where this track ends up. However did you end up in such a uninhabited area in the first place?::
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"Where else would be best to explore a bit? The park is rather nice," Megatron said with an easy smile; this wouldn't really need to be hidden. Sure, there was a forbidden zone near to the station and the surrounding area, but that surrounding area was a park (if a not particularly well-visited one) with some old, preserved ruins.
::Exploring possibilities for gatherings around Iacon, since I was going to be here for a while,:: it was as blithe a reply as the smile had been, and Megatron didn't mention that it was far away from Iacon proper the peacekeepers wouldn't bother for nothing less than a proper riot, and the same went for the nearest settlement(s) in any other direction.
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But that was the whole point, after all.
::A lucky find, then.:: And, because he simply could not help himself - curiosity would help pass the trip time more quickly, after all- ::But what sort of gatherings?::
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::Discussing certain opinions of the government and if they're being as honest with us as they pretend to be.:: He could, if nothing else, be that straightforward, even if that wasn't... really, very straightforward at all.
But well, he was already about to show Orion that the Cybertronian authorities might have things to hide, so revealing that they wouldn't be the typical sort of political gatherings wouldn't really hurt anything.
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It was the only response Orion could manage right away, optics a little wide. Swaying with the motions of the train, Orion stayed quiet for a long moment; he suddenly understood Megatron's strange reluctance to clarify before now - if Megatron's understatement was a large as he supposed...
Well.
::...Did you come to any conclusions?:: He couldn't help but ask, even if he was already placing an internal bet on the answer.
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Since well, questioning the government or not, he had no plans on it becoming more for a while, which meant meeting out in the open, if at a fair distance from the city to make authorities reluctant to come calling for anything less than a real riot, was perfectly viable.
::Never mind that, Orion. If you're curious, I'll give you a time and date when they do start to happen, but otherwise I'll say nothing more about that. It won't matter for a bit yet, anyway.:: Another minuscule twitch of a shrug.
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::I would like that.::
Despite his unease, his curiosity was too great to not seize the chance to find out more, even if he was wise enough to let it drop for now.
Forgoing further conversation, Orion simply leaned into Megatron's side, slipping an arm into the crook of his arm as he waited for them to arrive.
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He'd allowed himself to fall into a very light recharge for a bit, but came out of it as the train slid to a stop and announced that they had reached their stop. Shaking his helm he left before Orion, gently grabbing his wrist to pull him along until they stood at the entrance of the park.
No, it wasn't the most glorious of parks ever conceived, but they weren't here for that.
"This way," Megatron said, nodding towards a path that ran along the outer edge of the park itself, "we'll follow this for a bit and then... that's when it gets interesting." The grin on Megatron's face was sharp and had quite a few teeth.
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The park itself didn't inspire any sort of awe; the place had obviously been neglected since what could very well have been the last golden age. But if he had to pick a place that might have forgotten secrets hidden along it's edges...
Well. It would be a good place to keep such things hidden. It wasn't terribly interesting looking.
"Well alright. I trust you know what you're doing," Orion laughed, matching Megatron's delightful grin with one of his own.
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"See the building? Guard house."
He wouldn't be surprised if Orion either had trouble spotting it or didn't see it at all - it was cleverly hidden in the side of a hill, partly at an angle from the road. He hadn't had the chance to check if it was new, and thus built by this government for their 'safety regulations program' or if it was an old building simply in a convenient place to be taken advantage of.
"There's also some ground sensors we'll have to avoid. Supposedly put there to check for integrity loss in the ground and possible collapse." Megatron just snorted at that.
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"Currently occupied?" he asked quietly, vents huffing at the Megatron's explanation of ground sensors. It could have been a perfectly logical reason - if he hadn't already looked up maps to the area back in the library. There were no notes of any significant quakes or seismic activity in the area, and property records would have noted such things in their zoning codes.
"Do I want to know how you found the right path through the sensors?"
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"I spent a short time as a miner early in my function, before I went on to more shinier grounds," Megatron continued as they walked, voice idle and expression faintly amused, "ground sensors are standard equipment in such a location and vocation, so it's merely a matter of keeping out of their range..."
Glancing down at Orion, Megatron smirked.
"And I know how to adjust the sensor nodes in my feet to pick up the presences of ground sensors, which is also something you learn as a miner."
See, perfectly legally acquired information... just used less legally.
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Trailing off, Orion sniffed, spine straightening in mock-haughtiness as he gestured ahead imperiously.
"And I'll have you know my work ethic is quite high, and I expect everyone else to match it with equal fervor. Even guards in run-down stations."
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"And try to follow in my footsteps as precisely as you can. While there's some leeway, it'll be easier if you do so."
Which shouldn't be too difficult, since their size difference meant that even if Orion misjudged a little, he'd probably still step inside the path left behind by Megatron.
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"I'll be careful," Orion agreed quickly, only slightly nervous about keeping to the path. He wasn't unaware about the size difference between them, and following in Megatron's (literally) footsteps wouldn't be difficult. He was also lighter, and less likely to trigger any seismographs on the sensors.
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"If they haven't locked this down, we'll try here first," Megatron said, tilting his helm back to consider the hill, "there's a few entrances to use, and while hacking any locks wouldn't be too difficult, there's no need to hack when we can just try another one that's probably not locked. This way."
Leading Orion through the rusted, pitted remains of worn down walls and parts of floors and a few stairs here and there, they ended up next to the hill, in a wedge made up by the hill itself and a piece of old wall twice as tall as Megatron.
Bending down, Megatron lifted up a few rocks and sheets of metal to bare a hatch set into the ground.
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He wanted nothing more than to explore, curiosity welling up inside him -and just barely kept himself from stepping off the path Megatron was creating to head right on over. Instead, he settled for pressing close and leaning over Megatron's arm, stretching the bounds of the choses path without leaving the gladiator's side.
"A pity we can't explore," he sighed, following on. However, his disappointment did not last long at all. The discovery of the hatch perked Orion right back up again, and he eagerly joined Megatron's side, helping to set the debris aside.
"Oh! Well now..."
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Pausing to consider the panel, Megatron twitched his shoulders in a shrug and tested the password he'd found to work a while ago... which it still did, opening the hatch with a quiet beep as the metal slid away and a lift rose out of the ground.
"Ah. There we go. It won't take us far, but it'll get us down," with a nod, Megatron gestured for Orion to precede him inside.
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"Down. I see."
Switching his optics to alternate readouts, Orion slipped down through the hatch with unexpectedly little hesitation. He fumbled around for something to grip, and slowly lowered himself down via what felt like a rusty ladder.
"I don't suppose it is safe to turn my headlights on?" Infared and nightvision were good and all, but it wasn't light. But he didn't want to accidentally trip anything, either.
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Not that one really needed to see much while climbing down a straight shaft with the help of a ladder, because that was all there was.
Megatron wasn't actually sure if there was anything interesting in the shaft itself; he didn't have much in the way of headlights in either mode, after all, and while he could turn on his chestlights pretty bright, he'd never bothered.
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"Hopefully it stays that way," he commented. But Orion quickly climbed down, giving the black void down below them only a quick flash of the light - no, no guards or empties or sparkeaters crawling up to greet them from darkness - giving Megatron room to get down and close the hatch after them.
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"Usually the precautions are, after all, good enough to catch anyone accidentally straying within the perimeter. You need to be more determined to get properly past the security, and while I'm sure I'm not the only one, we're probably few enough a greater security force or measures would only draw more attention than the government want to be directed at their 'forbidden zones'," Megatron sneered on the last two words, letting out a contemptuous engine rev.
Security measures for unstable underground levels, his aft. What was far more annoying was that, mostly, these forbidden zones went unmarked or unprotested; possible historic value aside, most weren't actually curious what was under their feet beyond raw materials, assuming it was nothing.
"In around a minute we'll be getting down to the first level, so watch your step."
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Feel free to make up details if you like :D
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whoops kinda forgot part of what I was hinting at lol
pfft happens TIME TO MAKE NEW HINTS!!
YES
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I don't THINK he's had any weapons before...?
I would think no.
Seems about right :V
an archivist who's a civilian and not a gladiator doesn't get weapons!
aw lame! 8V
/patpat patience, Orion
neverrrr
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gone and worried him now
haha :V
:VVV
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can't rmemeber if he actually called Trion, Trion or A3 so. TRANSLATION ERRORS?? IF I;M WRONG LOL
Let's go with A3 as a probably deliberate misdirection!
Sounds good!
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taking a educated guess :V
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