GENERAL DADTRON POST

[towardspeace]

Who: Megatron; YOU
Where: MORE OR LESS ANYWHERE
When: expansive shrug
What: MISC
Warnings: NONE YET

With Tarn dealt with for the time being and his own systems running closer to 100% again, Megatron's been spending more time prowling around outside keeping an eye out for trouble than before, you know, just in case Tarn isn't as down and out as they thought, or anybody equally godawful decides to show up and stir shit, so that he can beat their heads in (he has kind of missed being able to beat in heads) and say 'I told you so' to any Autobots still dubious about his fool's energon detox decisions.

Well, OK, it's partially that and partially that he's got a lot on his mind right now and this is a reasonable excuse to spend some time alone with his thoughts. WHICH MEANS ITS AN IDEAL TIME TO INTERRUPT HIM, GET TO IT

(That said he may also be skulking around Maccadam's to make sure none of the people he's supposed to be responsible for are starting shit. Alternatively I am sure I can come up with an excuse for him to be anywhere you want so if you want something more specific feel free to hit me up/post whatever kind of starter u like, you know. im flexible and so is this post)

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[towardspeace]

"It was," says Megatron curtly. "I'm sorry, June Darby, but the Autobot approach to this kind of thing doesn't involve executing your wounded, surrendered enemies, and I'm a bit more beholden to the letter of the law than most."

[milkruns]

June just directs an absolutely incredulous look at him, her mouth open to retort -- but she snaps it shut and she gives Megatron a scrutinizing look instead, still half-jogging to keep up with his pace. It's bad enough being so small and low to the ground -- she'll be damned if she's having this conversation from behind him.

"That's rich," she mutters, mostly to herself, because she feels entitled to just one more small jab. "Considering there were other Autobots who seemed perfectly fine with that solution."

Her expression grows serious then, though, less annoyed and more worried. She brings a hand up to her mouth, absently chewing at her thumbnail. "What if this happens again? What if he kills someone next time?"

[towardspeace]

He stops, and turns around to look at her, optics narrowed. "Don't you think it might be a little hypocritical of me, June Darby, to decide it's up to me who needs to be killed and who doesn't? Don't you think people might be uncomfortable with that?"

[milkruns]

"Anyone would be uncomfortable with that," June snaps right back, her mouth pressed into a thin line. "I'm not talking about leaving the decision up to you. But you're the only one actually capable of doing it, aren't you?"

Then it seems to really settle on June that what she's talking so casually about is nearly murder in cold blood, and that really doesn't sit well with her. It's easy to talk about it, but the longer she considers it the less comfortable with the idea she is. Her fit of indignation subsiding, June just bites her lips together, looking slightly deflated. She's always been about saving lives where she could, not condemning them. If Megatron -- and the other Autobots -- really believes that subduing Tarn is enough...maybe it's better that way. After all, one execution like that could lead to...a whole lot worse. June lets out a short, huffy sigh and rubs a hand over her face.

"Look, I'm -- you're right. That was out of line. I'm sorry." She casts her gaze downward, her brow knitting slightly. "It's just...sort of terrifying to think about someone like him out there. If he's that dangerous to most of you...well, you can't really blame me for being a little scared, can you?"

[towardspeace]

There's a pause.

"If it's any reassurance, I'm not sure that Tarn would bother with a human," Megatron says. "And I'm fairly sure Optimus could handle him, if he had to – but I don't think he will."

[milkruns]

"What a ringing endorsement," June mutters, looking a little weary, still apprehensive. Whether or not she's a target isn't the issue -- at her size, collateral damage is a big enough threat as it is. She looks up at Megatron, brow knitted, but her gaze isn't expectantly penetrating this time -- just...looking for some reassurance. "You really don't think he'd do it again?"

[towardspeace]

"Not unless he's a bigger fool than I thought," says Megatron. "And I've divested him of his fusion cannon," he adds, with a hint of bitter amusement, "so he's less of a threat if he does turn out to be that stupid."