Gladly Guilty

After a few kliks, he thought about knocking again. Perhaps no one had heard him… or there was no one left to hear him. Pushing that thought aside, Megatron leans against the door frame, helm swimming with static. Another moment passes before the door slides open. The silver mech rights himself, focusing on the figure in the doorway. He offers a soft smile.

Megatron's spark swells in relief. In his eagerness to enter, he forgets his leg. The stabilizer within it had been damaged and he falters slightly, catching himself on the doorframe. He shakes it off and stands tall, scanning the familiar surroundings.

*As per usual, Starscream was in his lab studying, not a sound to be made except for the gentle clanks of his beakers and test tubes. Until he heard the brisk sound of metal against metal

After a few kliks, he thought about knocking again. Perhaps no one had heard him... or there was no one left to hear him. Pushing that thought aside, Megatron leans against the door frame, helm swimming with static. Another moment passes before the door slides open. The silver mech rights himself, focusing on the figure in the doorway. He offers a soft smile.