The pings wake Megatron, but seeing who they’re from he forgets to be irritated, answering the urgent message.
::Blackguard, what’s happened?::
He knew the sounds of a bridge opening, but the familiar energized whirring did not register to his processors until the over sized chair slowly came to a stop, facing him crookedly at the unexpected, armed guest. Quickshaft stilled completely then and looked over the other mech, taking in his grotesque image and trying his best to ignore the overwhelming sense of doom that radiated from the Lord’s cannon.
It was quite clear to him then that he had royally screwed up, that this was one curious comm call he would end up regretting for the rest of his limited lifespan. He couldn’t find it within himself to panic though. He was scared, there was no questioning that. Any being would if they had to stare down into the barrel of a cannon that was winding up a kill shot directly aimed at them, but fear was doing nothing for him. Nothing. No spring into action, no cries or pleas for mercy. He just sat there, staring, looking between the barrel and the optics of the mech who threatened him, wondering if the Lord’s half cocked plan would even work. And that wasn’t even factoring in whether or not Quickshaft wanted to die at this moment – which, coincidentally, he did not.
Time to bargain then, since Lord Megatron already got the drop on him and springing into femme fury was out of the question.
“…Ya know,” he grins, “You’re pretty handsome. A lil rough around the edges, but handsome. I could dig it.”
It takes Megatron a few moments to even process what just happened. It’s not that he’s unfamiliar with this particular tactic, it’s that he hasn’t encountered it in ages, not since Swind- Oh.
A lot more about Blackguard suddenly made sense.
Consequently, the tactic works for a moment. Megatron’s cannon drops a fraction, no longer aimed at the mini’s head. His optics squint in outright confusion as he tries to piece together how to respond. After a solid minute of staring, he finally lands on: “…I really would have picked better last words.”
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