greatgladiatorofkaon:

mighty-megatron:

 

He mirrors the gesture, circuits firing with the rough energy. As experienced as he might be, it had been quite a while since he’d drunk this kind of energon. It was the roughest stuff, made not for taste and texture but to get a mech overcharged fast. He could already feel it starting to work, clouding his processor with a haze of static. And yet, he grabbed another, determined to drink his alternate under the table.

he shook his helm slightly after another drink, yet that didn’t stop him from momentarily grabbing another to down it as well, “ah.. slaggit…”

“Heh… Having trouble already?”