Megatron

Co-Captain of the Lost Light
Former Warlord of the Decepticons
Repentance may be my path-- Execution shall be the true ending.
Poet, at times.
(( #tfrp

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

"Truly I should not still be walking amongst fellow Cybertronians; alas, the universe must have more oddities written out for me in the pages of life, I do not accept this chance so eagerly. However."

[Ultra Magnus. @UltraMagnusTF]

Good morning to you all. Happy pride month, let us all practice and preach acceptance, let us stand together as a community and uplift one another.
Support those who are out and those who are not, this is a safe space for everyone.
You are all wonderful.

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

Rise and shine Lost Light; this cycle marks the beginning of celebration! Happy pride to you all; whether you are involved or not (which let's be honest, on this ship it's most of us), this is a time of acceptance!

Remember; Take breaks, look after yourselves! That's all

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF -that has been ongoing and for your sake I hope it hasn't been!"

[ His digits slowly and gently rub at Ultra Magnus' shoulder plates, an act that is a subconscious one to comfort the other. ]

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF "I know you well enough to know that's *not* true."

[ Megatron turns his helm so that he is able to look Ultra Magnus in the optics, his own dim with worry, he was not going to let the other off so easy. ]

"Rest better- better yet; see a medic, especially if this is an issue-

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF themselves to rest on either side of Ultra Magnus' shoulders with a certain delicacy in the action. ]

"For once in your stubborn life- stop lying to yourself and let others worry over you."

[ The mech's chassis emits a concerned rumble with his words: he means it. ]

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF "Minimus,"

[ The tone he uses is much more serious; akin to how he might scold a crew member fooling around. ]

"If you're in pain you shouldn't be working; brushing it off as needing to recharge isn't going to do you any help either!"

[ Megatron moves his frame, servos lift

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@SwervingIt @SARInferno I never mentioned anything about *that!*

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@SwervingIt @SARInferno You're the one that started it!

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@SwervingIt @SARInferno HAHAH

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@SwervingIt @SARInferno Dick riding; that's not his thing

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF [ He addresses quietly, tone laced with immediate concern. ]

"Something is bothering you; what is it?"

[ Megatron turns his frame to get a better look at the other, extinguishing his cygar and discarding of it swiftly in the process. ]

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF being the ambience they both created, Megatron's attention however is brought to the discomfort that his partner was displaying not so subtly as he would hope it would, red optics fixed on Ultra Magnus with a notable concern; what was troubling him? Could he help? ]

"Minimus,"

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF opportunities during heavy workloads to spend much time together but this did not compromise their relationship- they made it work. ]

"Teasing aside; let's just enjoy this moment, eh?"

[ His dark servo squeezes Ultra Magnus', still intertwined despite his recent flustering. ]

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF mech's faceplate, red optics lit up in the otherwise dim space they are occupying. ]

"If I thought your smokestacks were going to kick on like that I wouldn't've offered you a cygar-!"

[ Megatron is only teasing Ultra Magnus; he loves him after all and they did not get too many

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF "Delightful, thank you."

[ Megatron rumbles, venting out a small puff of smoke in a cloud that slowly wafts away between them both. ]

[Megatron @RepentingPoet]

@UltraMagnusTF with no plans of actually using it; his own cygar now held between his lipplates, he tilts his grey helm upwards towards Ultra Magnus' and uses the lit cygar held in the other's mouth to light his own with a proud smirk. Sometimes Megatron reveled in flustering the other. ]