As much as he's been pettily making sure the big skulls he grabbed off the remains of the Rat King bumped off Optimus on the walk back to the shuttle, Megatron doesn't truly care to needle the Prime more than necessary. He knows he's disliked. He probably doesn't care about it but Megatron has very important opinions on these matters and he feels more at ease knowing Optimus knows. How dare he not be his beautiful husband. These feelings are normal.
It's when they get back and Nickel, Tech and the weird children have gone off that Megatron and Optimus are left alone. They're adults, after all. They can sort themselves out.
Megatron immediately steps in front of Optimus, glaring at him. "I know that look. If you seek to put your axe through my shoulder again then go ahead and do it, Prime. Don't skirt around it like a coward."
Heya, Optimus! Are ya busy at the moment? I kinda need a hand with somethin' - just moving some equipments that're a bit too heavy for me - and I was wonderin' if you could lend a servo?
[ Recently Bass requested some important information. Who... is the strongest Cybertronian on this ship. He received a hot tip that it was 'Shockwave' but also 'not the Senator one'. There were a few thoughts that went through his processor. One... it was really dumb that there were two people here with the SAME NAME. It must get confusing! Two, while he does (surprisingly) know what a Senator is, he has no idea what a Senator looks like. Do they wear signs? Bass guesses probably not.
This leads him to one conclusion: He has to fight BOTH of them to make sure he's actually fighting the strong one.
This leads him to a second conclusion: He has no idea where Shockwave lives. He could ask for direction, ask if anyone knows... but that begs the question... If they know how strong Bass is will they even tell the truth?
There is now one solution: He has to canvas the ship himself and check every inhabited room he comes across.
So there's the backstory. And that's why Bass, armored up in his winged Treble armor (being able to fly covers ground quicker!) is pounding aggressively at your door.
Optimus... let me know when you've returned. [his tone is a little off, and definitely that recognisable some awful shit has happened, even if he's also really trying not to show it.] ...and anything you might need.
[sometimes when people drink a lot, they have the decency to fall into recharge to sleep it off. optimus is not one of these people.]
Helloooo! I saw you almost come into the bar earlier! [like five hours ago at this point. he sounds, uh. jolly, to put it politely.] I think we would've made a really great team, it was a fun game! Was it because of that Megatron, though? I get it, he's so annoying and I'm not even allowed to put him on a shelf or something because that would probably start a fight...
You should definitely come if we play again, though, I think it's... uh... team work. Good to practice. Or some other equally Prime-y thing I'm supposed to say.
I thought... think... ugh, thought Primes are 'posed to be good at stuff! Twice! Twice you end up face down! On something that could practically be diet energon!
[how convenient optimus wasn't present the one time megatron bottomed out... he says all this with the confidence of someone who hasn't spent the last few hours purging his tanks. he also thinks he is standing while he says all this. he is not.]
Utter nonsense. Primus, you're annoying. I will throw you out the airlock one day. You can tell Magnus, I don't care.
[ Sat on Optimus's bed is a large seemingly normal rubber duck. However this duck carries a terrifying secret. Optimus... has anger issues. Anger issues he might eventually think to temper by using a poor innocent rubber duck to squeeze like a stress ball.
However should he attempt it... it will let out the most TERRIBLE scream. ]
Just because Optimus and Primal are from the same reality (possibly) and forged a bond in battle, does not mean they are always in each other's company. Both of them have separate things to attend to, be it legitimate concerns or busy work they've given themselves. The type of mechs they are, they don't like to be idle. No matter what.
It's been a few weeks since Primal has been about, as especially after the Hunt, he's had a lot of both legitimate concerns and busy work. He's only been checking in every now and then, as he knows Optimus worries for any of his compatriots if it's been a while since their comm was active. Rightly so; he understands and buries the same feelings.
Now, though, he's in one of the rooms they usually go to when they meet up, for whatever reason. He mentally calls it their space, and has come here for comfort. ...To no success. It has not eased the issues in his mind or the ache in his chest both from the Matrix and from wanting Airazor around to seek comfort and advice from.
He's sitting on one of the tables, as he was finding the chairs too uncomfortable, idly flicking through a datapad. He can't concentrate on anything on it, or anything off it, and he's starting to get a little agitated about how he can't do the work he's trying to do because he keeps rereading the same sentences over and over and over and over again.
the most normal action
It's when they get back and Nickel, Tech and the weird children have gone off that Megatron and Optimus are left alone. They're adults, after all. They can sort themselves out.
Megatron immediately steps in front of Optimus, glaring at him. "I know that look. If you seek to put your axe through my shoulder again then go ahead and do it, Prime. Don't skirt around it like a coward."
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Text - Shortly after the Rat King Fight
Do mt a favor, if any other turtles ask, Anemone and I weren't on that last planet with you.
You're a pal, thanks!
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Action, There and Gone
It doesn't look like this someone has really rifled that much through your possessions. Or stolen anything.
How do you know someone was here? There is a tiny plastic human toy baby somehow inside the light in you room. it makes a weird shadow on the floor. ]
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ACTION: A small box outside your door contains a handful of...
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AUDIO, UN: This_Is_Snitchermus
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This leads him to one conclusion: He has to fight BOTH of them to make sure he's actually fighting the strong one.
This leads him to a second conclusion: He has no idea where Shockwave lives. He could ask for direction, ask if anyone knows... but that begs the question... If they know how strong Bass is will they even tell the truth?
There is now one solution: He has to canvas the ship himself and check every inhabited room he comes across.
So there's the backstory. And that's why Bass, armored up in his winged Treble armor (being able to fly covers ground quicker!) is pounding aggressively at your door.
Sorry. ]
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audio un: cantreadtheroom-prime
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hound is not an old mech. not yet, he thinks. but he was, perhaps, taking an old mech nap.]
I'm here, I'm-- holy shit! Optimus?! [he leans down, tilting his head.] The fuck happened to you, man? You get squished in the bridge, or somethin'?
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Helloooo! I saw you almost come into the bar earlier! [like five hours ago at this point. he sounds, uh. jolly, to put it politely.] I think we would've made a really great team, it was a fun game! Was it because of that Megatron, though? I get it, he's so annoying and I'm not even allowed to put him on a shelf or something because that would probably start a fight...
You should definitely come if we play again, though, I think it's... uh... team work. Good to practice. Or some other equally Prime-y thing I'm supposed to say.
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what if i give you all my chars
[how convenient optimus wasn't present the one time megatron bottomed out... he says all this with the confidence of someone who hasn't spent the last few hours purging his tanks. he also thinks he is standing while he says all this. he is not.]
Utter nonsense. Primus, you're annoying. I will throw you out the airlock one day. You can tell Magnus, I don't care.
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Duckstribution
However should he attempt it... it will let out the most TERRIBLE scream. ]
ya'll mind if i
It's been a few weeks since Primal has been about, as especially after the Hunt, he's had a lot of both legitimate concerns and busy work. He's only been checking in every now and then, as he knows Optimus worries for any of his compatriots if it's been a while since their comm was active. Rightly so; he understands and buries the same feelings.
Now, though, he's in one of the rooms they usually go to when they meet up, for whatever reason. He mentally calls it their space, and has come here for comfort. ...To no success. It has not eased the issues in his mind or the ache in his chest both from the Matrix and from wanting Airazor around to seek comfort and advice from.
He's sitting on one of the tables, as he was finding the chairs too uncomfortable, idly flicking through a datapad. He can't concentrate on anything on it, or anything off it, and he's starting to get a little agitated about how he can't do the work he's trying to do because he keeps rereading the same sentences over and over and over and over again.