`๐๐๐ ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐.`
๐ฉWith that, he revealed not
only his name but his status
as a Prime, making it clear
that this encounter was not
with a mere warrior, but with
one of Cybertronโs protectors
from ages long past.๐ช
๐ฉMegatronusโ optics remained
steady, processing that
designation which sounded
foreign to him. Predacon. It
was not a term he had heard
in his time, yet he did not
dismiss it, Cybertron had
always possessed the.๐ช
[ What an ancient creature he looked to be, fairly different from what the Prime knew perhaps, after a very brief analysisof the situation. He couldn't do anything even if he wanted to. Dorsal plating slowly lowering while finials perked forwards.]
๐ฉability to forge new forms
of life, altering their traits
as eras passed.๐ช
๐ฉHis frame straightened, imposing
his magnitude before the
draconic mech. The shadow
of his figure enveloped Void,
and without hesitation he
spoke, his voice grave and rough,
yet moderated.๐ช
๐ฉangle of the otherโs view. He
did not care that the other
held a defensive posture.๐ช
๐ฉThere were few times when
he spoke, his tone was soft,
slightly hoarse, at a moderate
volume.๐ช
`๐๐ก๐จ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐โฆ?`
๐ฉMegatronus showed himself
slightly curious, it was clear
the other was of his species
and yet different at the same
time. He had no hesitation in
approaching, the facial plate
of his face framing the entire.๐ช
[ It was uncommon to find a mech that necessitates his gaze to be cast up. The predacon clone bit back a warning growl while his internal systems try to figure who this exactly was.
Silence was deafening ; his own personal data back drew parallels to the insignia
๐ฉIt had been far too long
since he last encountered
one of his kind, and it
seemed as though
circumstances had
bound him to an eternal
vow of silence.๐ช
๐ฉThe Primeโs optics opened
calmly, revealing a steady
glow. As he lifted his gaze,
the foreign figure was
marked in his vision,
small in comparison,
yet clearly of his own
kind.๐ช
@PrimeOfTheAbyss ใ @PrimeOfTheAbyss ใ
[ A spark signal he'd never seen before, no. It was unique. Much more potent than any quarry or entity he's been send to hunt by his creator when still under his leash. Yet instincts made his spinal plating bristle. Voicing uncertainty. ]
Who are you?
๐ฉThe shadow of his
magnitude covered
the newcomer.
The Prime remained
silent, watching intently,
as if still trying to absorb
what he was seeing.๐ช