"Damus," he repeats, in that grandiose voice that had stirred a massive crowd to a red-hot furor just moments before. He ignores the latter part of Damus' statement, it was clear enough the mech was unhappy with the nickname thrust upon him. So for all intents and purposes here, it did not exist.
"I have heard of you before, Damus. You and I have much to discuss - in private."
A large hand - slick with the energon and grime of a thousand battles - guides him to a darker corner of the rally stage. His encouragement was a rather assertive order that could have easily come off as far more threatening, but the energy from Megatron was magnetic. He seemed eager to learn more of this new Decepticon-to-be.
The corner would give way to the jagged jaws of a torn up industrial tunnel, foul smelling chemical fluids and steam still seeping weakly down the center of the floor. Decepticon rallies were in every dark nook and cranny of Kaon out of necessity, and so each location came with it's own set of idiosyncrasies.
The crowd was thinned to almost nothing, bar a few of what Damus might recognize as close allies of the insurgent next to him. For all intents and purposes, it would be them and them alone.
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Date: 2017-10-07 07:12 am (UTC)"I have heard of you before, Damus. You and I have much to discuss - in private."
A large hand - slick with the energon and grime of a thousand battles - guides him to a darker corner of the rally stage. His encouragement was a rather assertive order that could have easily come off as far more threatening, but the energy from Megatron was magnetic. He seemed eager to learn more of this new Decepticon-to-be.
The corner would give way to the jagged jaws of a torn up industrial tunnel, foul smelling chemical fluids and steam still seeping weakly down the center of the floor. Decepticon rallies were in every dark nook and cranny of Kaon out of necessity, and so each location came with it's own set of idiosyncrasies.
The crowd was thinned to almost nothing, bar a few of what Damus might recognize as close allies of the insurgent next to him. For all intents and purposes, it would be them and them alone.