Who: IDW!Megs, Kino, Mikaela, Glit
What: Megatron needs a makeover. Or, really, he needs to be repaired almost completely, and so is going to be in one place for a bit...and gets to talk with some humans he's been needing to speak to.
When: Following
Magnum's fight with Ironhide and
This Declaration.Where: Swindle's shop, Zone 5
Notes: Separate
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With her communications with Barricade and Megatron both, Mikaela occasionally felt like she was leading a double life. She didn't like keeping secrets, not from Ironhide, and not from Sam. She had a feeling if Ironhide knew, though, he'd locked her up in a closet somewhere and never let her out.
"I must be crazy." She mumbled to herself as she jerked the door open to the Swindles, pushing her hair over her shoulder as she entered. "Crazy...deranged...whatever. I've got to be insane, look at me. Helping a Megatron. I've lost my damn marbles." She shook her head, and shut the door behind her. She nodded to a clerk, who pointed her in the direction of where she needed to go. Poking ( ... )
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It meant he did not have much to be paying attention to beyond the movements of the mechs in the hallway outside, listening for tell-tale footsteps to return...
...and hearing a familiar voice, instead.
"Ah, Mikaela. I see that you have made it." His optics came online, their red-glow in the semi-darkness being the only visible indication that he was more than a collection of wires and armor on a medical berth, and awake, at that. "If you were wanting the chance to look at a Decepticon, it seems that has been afforded to you. You may come up..." He smirked, a bit, dangerously, to challenge her. "...if you wish."
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"Course I do." She scoffs, making a valiant attempt to not be intimidated. It doesn't completely work, but she does summon the courage to come closer. The medical berth is large and tall, and not something she can easily see over. If she's going to get close enough to do anything, she was going to have to hop up there with him, which would put her in an extremely vulnerable position.
She reaches up, and hauls herself up to sit on the edge for a moment before getting to her feet and facing him directly. She'd....never exactly been quite this close to him before, and she had to admit this was kind of...humbling. She'd worked on ( ... )
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The lights in the room remained off, conserving power while his normal companions were gone. With how strained relations in the Nexus had become of late, the Swindles did not seem as if they'd waste any resource easily, and it was amazing how much energon could be saved by simply flicking off a light switch.
He, on the other hand...had other methods.
Being originally crafted for work underground provided a few benefits, after all, and he started up the hidden running lights that were nestled in several areas along his frame. Not all of them were still connected after previous upgrades he'd been going through, and several were just burnt out from disuse and alternate activity, but where ( ... )
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"They don't...know I'm here." She confessed, her posture relaxing. "I didn't tell anyone I was coming." If they really wanted, they could track her on the network; her post and responses to him hadn't all been locked.
"...Nice trick." She commented with a tiny smile, pleased with the soft glow of the lighting he had provided. It would certainly help her to see, at any rate. She didn't have the luxury of optics and infrared technology like some of the mechs did. Mikaela was only human; she couldn't see in the dark ( ... )
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And it had carried over worlds.His glower was significantly lessened now, though he did not answer any other of her questions. The knowledge that he had worked in a mine was...sensitive, in a way. It had already been used against him once, and he had no desire for his past to become a spearhead in an argument, again ( ... )
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"I'm certain there are secrets of your past you would not be comfortable with sharing, Mikaela. Especially to a perceived enemy?" He had noticed that eyebrow raise--it was not so different from the way Cybertronians would sometimes lift an optic ridge. Another peculiarity.
But she was learning, and this pleased him enough that when she asked, his engine slipped from its agitation into a steady smoothness. Not quite a purr. "Good. And yes. You may proceed."
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"Okay. I um...might need to climb on you a little bit, so I can get to it." He's a lot bigger than her usual customers, and the much larger ones she usually had to climb on. Of course, with them, she usually just did it instead of asking first, but Magnum was right -- she was learning. She wasn't dumb enough to surprise him again. She rather liked being alive ( ... )
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His smirk returned.
"Convenient that this Nexus provides us other options, then."
He settled completely back, nodding his permission. "Thank you for asking, Mikaela, it seems that you..." His expression changed completely, going from vaguely pleased straight into surprise when she mentioned the pain receptors.
"Autobots can do that in your world?"
It was certainly something medics could handle, yes...they had to, in order to perform their surgeries...
...but...just turning it off like that...was...quite a different thought for him.
That would be extremely useful.
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Well, yeah. You could say I've had some uh...'problems'." She chuckled darkly, shaking her head. "It can be, yeah. Sometimes talking to your friends can be harder than talking to someone that...isn't." She cleared her throat, and nodded.
"Yeah. It...does." She was relieved at his permission, and grabbing what she needed, she hauled herself up on his leg to get a better look and angle.
"That I...?" She pressed, but she was cut off when he seemed surprised.
"Well...yeah. It's...not really advised, though. Unless you're in this situation or with someone you trust. Do you...not know how to do it?" That was one of the first things she'd been taught. Working on a mech who was in pain was...impossible, and it seemed...cruel.
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The next question caught him off-guard once more, however, and his optics intensified and narrowed.
"Can you turn off your pain receptors, Mikaela?"
He...realized that looking angry was not entirely fair to her, however, and relaxed his expression. "...its not common in my world unless we're being worked on...medics know how. I do not."
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Imagine, competing in the arena with pain receptors off. So useful. "Though if you care to teach me...?"
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Leaning forward gave him a better vantage point for the operation, and so he simply nodded. "Glit has done such to me before when enacting repairs. But if you could teach me, that would be very useful."
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