Everybody learns from *somebody*
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red_diode_districtPassing 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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Date: 2016-01-12 09:07 am (UTC)Even with his sudden certainty that taking Megatron's bet was a stupid move, Orion carefully continued taking his readings, scans, and notes as he passed up each relic. No additional shields vanished under his hand, and that strange, half-recognised pull from the weapon case never returned for any of them.
He glanced toward the larger mech when he finished; silently forced to admit that Megatron clearly had a 'feel' for this room, and the items inside.
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:32 pm (UTC)While he could certainly have brought a scanner and take readings and notes on any of his own explorations, it'd have taken him far longer to get anything useful out of it, compared to Orion's relatively easy translations.
"I think it's time to leave," pausing, Megatron frowned, checking the chrono, "and, unless we find something else in this corridor that seem worth immediately checking out, probably time to get back up top."
It would take a while, after all.
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Date: 2016-01-14 08:13 pm (UTC)Ridiculous, of course, unless someone sealed the place up tight. But even then, it would always be there, as it had for countless vorns before them.
But still...
He lingered in the doorway, gaze falling on the ancient relics with a strange, almost foreign longing that was not greed or knowledge based.
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Date: 2016-01-15 12:40 am (UTC)"If you actually are having trouble leaving and need to me do something about that, tell me and I will simply haul you off," he said after several minutes, though he didn't immediately stomp over and, say, lift Orion up.
Not that that was such a bad idea, actually...
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Date: 2016-01-18 06:45 am (UTC)"...Hm. Depends on how you cart me off," Orion sighed, amusement warring with a sudden melancholy in his field. He glanced over his shoulder at Megatron, smiling faintly- before giving the room one last, lingering glance- and resolutely turning and walking away.