The Slag Maker

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"Your desire for attention has been noted." Honestly, he should have ignored him, it would have been far more entertaining to see the Seeker have a fit over it. Starscream rarely ever was much different in other universes. At least in the sense of being a diva and demanding attention. The Gunformer was pleased to see this one though even if he wouldn't readily admit it.

There was a slight flicker of his ruby red optics as Steamtrack traced the scar on his chassis. The Decepticon insignia covered it mostly, but a close look showed the markings of where Starscream first tried to kill him years ago. The laser knife would have penetrated his plating and hit his spark. He'd been so naive back then. So new to being a leader, too. "That's an old one. I was quite foolish back then." Was all he told her. It was the past where it belonged. There was no sense drugding it up now.

Megatron wasn't the sort to view such things usually. Not because he was a prude or anything, but why use an image to get off when he had his pick of mechs or femmes to physically be with? Seeing Singularity on and in such a magazine had him arch a brow. He would make it a point to speak with her. He was more worried she was being forced into this, though if she was doing it willingly, he was fine with it. It was her body and her choice in that case. He opened a private comm to her. //"Singularity, report to me once you're finished with your duties. There is... something I wish to discuss with you."// He ordered.

The Decepticon leader is immediately suspicious. He has seen that look before on many of his own troops that were up to something, most notably Swindle just before a hustle. "Unfortunately, I'll have to pass on it. I have other matters to attend to. Though you can forward your offer to Soundwave." He stated. If it was actually something viable for the Decepticon Cause, his third could easily sort out the details. Otherwise, it would be dismissed. His universe was still at war after all, and he had to be cautious of his resources.

"I think we have thoroughly explored the food kink.. and I don't think you're one for bondage, are you? There is wax play?" He mused though that had a very different meaning for Cybertronians than it did organics, being more akin to massages. He knew there were a few mech's into that.

There was a respectful bow followed by a chast kiss to the femme's servo in greeting. "A pleasure as always, Electra." Megatron greeted with a smile. There was much they had in common even if Electra and her troops weren't Decepticons. They were still very similar to them and not just due to their origins. The silver mech always showed her the utmost respect as an equal. Something reserved for few.

The situation with the red seeker was complicated. The seekers of Vos were highly loyal to him... most of them anyway, and his army needed those fliers, so replacing Starscream was not an easy thing to do. He had considered doing so before with one of Starscream's alternates, but that hadn't turned out well thus far. "I'm aware, but the problem isn't so easily solved. I assume you have a suggestion?" Megatron asked, allowing Omegasky the chance to share more of her thoughts.

"Thank you alternate. I must have missed that after cleaning up from morning training." The gunformer replied a little embarrassed to have it not only spotted but cleaned up for him. It reminded him of how his Carrier fussed over such things when he was a mere sparkling. It was still embarrassing, though, and not something many got to see.

"When and where did you see him?" He asked, not questioning the haunting encounter that she experienced. He was well aware that many Galvatrons were Megatrons prior. He was also aware that it was likely his fate as well unless he found a way to avoid it.