A Megatron and a Starscream walk into a Nexus....
Starscream is talking with great volume and emphasis, punctuating her words with hand gestures, and obviously growing more agitated by the moment. Megatron, on the other hand, has the look on his face of a mech who hasn't heard a word in several minutes. His oddly purple optics are blank, as is his faceplate.
Then he stops and puts a hand on Starscream's head as their surroundings make themselves known through his mental distraction.
"Not this place again," he growls, his optics clearing to red as Starscream flails with surprise and a bit of panic. Then he looks thoughtful and shoves her toward the sign. "This is a place to ask questions. Ask them what you've been damaging my audio processors with for the past hour."
She looks around with optics widened with surprise, then clears her voice and says hesitantly, wary of looking like an idiot, "Er... what's the best way to convince people that we Decepticons come in peace?"
Then he stops and puts a hand on Starscream's head as their surroundings make themselves known through his mental distraction.
"Not this place again," he growls, his optics clearing to red as Starscream flails with surprise and a bit of panic. Then he looks thoughtful and shoves her toward the sign. "This is a place to ask questions. Ask them what you've been damaging my audio processors with for the past hour."
She looks around with optics widened with surprise, then clears her voice and says hesitantly, wary of looking like an idiot, "Er... what's the best way to convince people that we Decepticons come in peace?"