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[playfultyrant]

[ Megatron's optics glint at the screen. Seeing his own malicious grin in the reflection.]

And what is in this timeline that requires me?

[areaman]

[in truth? after some of the... "conversations" they've had, megatron is genuinely concerned about what's inevitably going to blow up even if he won't feel responsible for it.]

Entertainment.

[playfultyrant]

Oh! I see now, The Jester role. It is quite suiting in some situations I must admit. You've fit that role nicely its only fair we... switch once in a while.

[areaman]

You could do with some variety.
I'm sure assuming yourself the victim of the ship and the universe gets tiring after a while.

[playfultyrant]

It does, you're quite right. I need to get back on top of things a bit more. Stop letting myself roll over and play placidity. But I also need to be gentle if I wish to do as such.

What kind of king would I be if I did not show benevolence.

[areaman]

Do you know what that is?

[playfultyrant]

Benevolence... its violence that's gentler then previously enacted of course.

[areaman]

Try again.

[playfultyrant]

The act of mercy after violence.

[areaman]

Once more.

[playfultyrant]

How am I wrong. Fine!

It has to then mean, pacifist

[areaman]

I'll give you a hint.
There is no violence involved at all.

[playfultyrant]

How novel! An act of kindness then? Merciful and humble?

Oh. But such things we know, do not exist. We would not of been born if they did.

[areaman]

Are these things not what that Ratchet extended to you?
Do you presume to say the mech you have repeatedly claimed to miss gave you nothing?

[playfultyrant]

[ The texts stop coming for a bit. The instant responses cease, which mean yes. The small Megatron has finally hit something solid in the liquid morality of Antlers. ]

You are correct. He gave me more love and respect then my own care takers. More love then I deserved... I'm sorry, you have made your point...

[areaman]

[there's a long pause on his counterpart's end, too.]

I am not trying to make a point or get in your head.

[playfultyrant]

And yet here you are. There in my head... This time, you win.

[areaman]

[he leaves it there for now, but doesn't feel like he's won. megatron never does, not with antlers, not since their first fight. even then, that's...

shaking his head, unsure of how to feel, he slips his comm back into his subspace and continues his work with the datapads in the library.]