" And just when I had finally regained some semblance of peace."
“That’s no way to greet an old friend, now, is it.”
Propped up rather comfortably under the shade of the trees in beast mode, Megatron yawns and stretches out further. Perfectly content to be a lazy thing in this heat, despite Air Razor’s proximity.
“I thought you Maximals were all about peace and harmony,” he sighs, dragging out the vowels. “Kumbayah around the fire and so forth. Or has that changed?”
" I can hear Inferno yelling from where I was enjoying a nice cool sun nap on the mountain snow. I hardly find that peaceful." Lounging in the high branches in root mode. She shakes a branch with her palm.
Send flower petals and leaves to drift onto the purple mecha eater below.
" Though I am rather shocked. You? Calling me a friend?" Musing.
He snaps his jaws at the petals, more out of the need to do something than any actual irritation. No, it's too nice of an evening to bother, especially with someone who can just fly out of reach.
But one carmine eye rolls to settle on her.
"I cannot help but notice your side of the board looking rather barren these days, Air Razor. I may be a greedy, vainglorious pomp, but it's a little difficult to have peons to look down upon when they're all dead. Skulls just don't have the capacity to emote in a way that I like."
" Pity from the lord of the Predacons. Not on my bingo card as the humans say." She hooks her claws on the branch. Shaking the branch again to send more cascading.
Glory- glory be-
" I am certainly not the peon here dear."
