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capitalh2014-04-19 07:17 pm
bigfuckinggun) wrote in capitalh2014-04-19 07:17 pm
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if i were you i'd take a permanent vacation
Who: Megatron and Baelheit
Where: Mintaka Industries
When: About now, after this thread
What: Having found out about the human scientists Starscream entrusted with the formula for synthetic energon, and that they are being pretty cagey about it, Megatron decides to take matters into his own hands
Warnings: BAD GUYS
Megatron has taken pains to ensure that his avatar wouldn't look too out of place walking into a human office building. But although the hologram is smartly dressed and well-groomed and does not have any fangs at all, Megatron's presence, even via digitally projected human shaped proxy, could not be subtle. Not only is the man he appears to be just a naturally imposing figure, tall and broad shouldered like the real thing, he carries himself like someone who is used to having people call him 'Lord', and despite not actually having a laser cannon the size of a man mounted on one arm, his deep inner conviction that he is capable of crushing anybody who rubs him up the wrong way makes people who have never seen him before step aside to let him pass.
When he strides up to the desk and demands – not impolitely, but as though he is accustomed to being obeyed in all matters – to know what floor Baelheit's office is on, the receptionist tells him. She asks if he has an appointment; "Yes," he tells her, and walks past the front desk as if he owns the place.
He's aware that his avatar may be actually stopped by the humans, but isn't particularly perturbed by the possibility – after all, his actual body is hovering a long way above the building, well out of harm's way. This is more about proving that he can just walk into Baelheit's office at his leisure than anything else.
Where: Mintaka Industries
When: About now, after this thread
What: Having found out about the human scientists Starscream entrusted with the formula for synthetic energon, and that they are being pretty cagey about it, Megatron decides to take matters into his own hands
Warnings: BAD GUYS
Megatron has taken pains to ensure that his avatar wouldn't look too out of place walking into a human office building. But although the hologram is smartly dressed and well-groomed and does not have any fangs at all, Megatron's presence, even via digitally projected human shaped proxy, could not be subtle. Not only is the man he appears to be just a naturally imposing figure, tall and broad shouldered like the real thing, he carries himself like someone who is used to having people call him 'Lord', and despite not actually having a laser cannon the size of a man mounted on one arm, his deep inner conviction that he is capable of crushing anybody who rubs him up the wrong way makes people who have never seen him before step aside to let him pass.
When he strides up to the desk and demands – not impolitely, but as though he is accustomed to being obeyed in all matters – to know what floor Baelheit's office is on, the receptionist tells him. She asks if he has an appointment; "Yes," he tells her, and walks past the front desk as if he owns the place.
He's aware that his avatar may be actually stopped by the humans, but isn't particularly perturbed by the possibility – after all, his actual body is hovering a long way above the building, well out of harm's way. This is more about proving that he can just walk into Baelheit's office at his leisure than anything else.