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[megaton]

[Megatron is clearly angry. Very angry. The fact that his usually-absent fusion cannon has been re-strapped to his arm is a good indication of this.]

Unless I hear a very, very, very good reason otherwise, I'm heading to the Pillar. It seems we have some unfinished business to attend to.

[It's easy to tell he's serious because of how many words he's stressing.]

Let it be known that I am a mech of action.

[He holds up the cannon, making sure his intent is clear.]

I intend to show that there are some things that mere words cannot solve.

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[damselindistress]

Pfft, and what do you plan to do, shoot it into submission?

[If Drag Strip knew who she was talking to she wouldn't dare take that tone with him.]

Whatever works for a lunkhead like you I guess.

[megaton]

The thought had crossed my mind.

[He brandishes his cannon for emphasis.]

...

And...who are you calling a lunkhead?

[His optics flash. This isn't the first name he's been called today but he's not willing to tolerate it even once. Not when he is already this angry.]

[damselindistress]

[She really should stop, but she figures she's safe all the way over in wherever.]

I'm talkin' to you of course.

Unless you prefer buckethead better.

[megaton]

I prefer Megatron!

And unless you intend to help me dismantle this object I suggest you remain silent, lest I find myself with too much time and need of entertainment when I am through.

[damselindistress]

[...]

W-Wha-What?

[At that moment she realizes that she's made a terrible mistake.]

You... Can't be!

[Maybe denial will help some.]

[megaton]

Can't I?

I hardly need your permission.

[He bares a sharp-pointed fang.]

What is your designation?

[damselindistress]

No... but you're in prison!

[Wait, alternate realities.]

A-At least you are in my world.

[AAAAAAAAAH.]

I'm... I'm Drag Strip my liege.