My Lord, Ever Cunning

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Characters: @lightspeed Megatron
Location: Nemesis Bridge
Content Warnings: Potentially Minor Violence
Plot Summary: Megatron invites Lightspeed to enlighten him of her recent projects and she meets Megatron for the first time.

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Through the dark of the halls, the light was shrouded, though the somber beams from the purple and white lighting accented the femme's unusual form. She wasn't very large, though not quite as small as Arcee, the Autobot. Her armor featured white and black plating, adorned by burgundy accents, her "skin" a very soft silver. Her helm was angular and beautifully featured, with twin, large, golden optics set carefully with pleasant, thick black lining over her optic lids. Her heeled pedes made a tip tap, tip tap sound as she moved efficiently through the hallway, weaving around the occasional Vehicon and comrade. 

Clutching her data pad to her chest, she halted just outside the bridge, taking a moment to process what was about to happen. She was on the brink of meeting Lord Megatron, though he'd sent orders to her through others and through encrypted messages, she'd never actually met him face to face. Forcing a calm expression to take over her visage, she cleared her vocals, before stepping into the room. It was busy, bustling, even, as vehicons and technicians alike buzzed away at their work. She was almost lost in thought, almost forgot her purpose there, and then a vehicon brushed past her. 

"Watch where you're going." He grunted before disappearing into the other vehicons. 

Huffing, Lightspeed tightened her grip on her data pad, blinking. Focus. Focus. When her gaze swept the room, it didn't take long for her optics to settle on the monstrously sized, gunmetal grey mech. He appeared to be preoccupied; hopefully he hadn't caught on to her daze or spotted her run into a vehicon. She began to approach him, dipping her helm. She tried to avert her optics, she'd always been good with maintaining optic-contact, but something about the mech caused her to feel uneasy. "My Lord Megatron, I hope I'm not interrupting, but I must say, it is a pleasure to finally be in your presence."

[Megatron]

As Lightspeed approached the bridge, Megatron had been busy checking on the status of the mines.  He called for reports from each of the mines, all things running smoothly for the moment.. aside from the delayed response from one of the mines.  He would have to lecture them later when it came to giving a timely answer.

One did not simply just ignore the leader of the Decepticons.

Just as he was about to message the next group of Vehicons at another Energon mine location, he was pulled from his thoughts by Lightspeed entering the room.  A few of the Vehicons were scattering around the room, keeping systems in check while also attempting to get as much distance between themselves and Megatron should he grow angry.

They learned.

With servos folded behind his back, crimson optics leered down upon the femme.  "What is it?"