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Quicksilver, your work thus far has been exemplary. I have contacted one of the Optimus Primes on board to assist with further learning.

[contrary to what his initial library ad had said, evidently.]

I cannot give you education past what would be considered the bare basics of archival. He can take you further.

Thank you. I told you I would be, didn't I?

[ Modesty? Ain't never met her. ]

I appreciate you arranging that on my behalf, I'm sure that I can learn much from him.

And if you're willing, I'm not opposed to learning some of the maintenance jobs that you do as well.

You did. I didn't doubt you, did I?

[he can appreciate her self-confidence. it hasn't yet bordered into the delusional sort that megatron himself had had or what various starscreams possess. hers is healthy, he thinks, as much as he's aware he has no real right to gauge that kind of thing.]

Perhaps some small things. There is no use overloading yourself and letting one or the other flag.

You absolutely doubted me, but I choose not to hold it against you.

Sure, whatever you're willing to share. I like learning no matter what the topic.

Hmph. Perhaps a little. [he can't help but grin a little at the sass. the personality!] That's a good habit to have. Do keep me updated on your progress.

Performance review time. Library in an hour.

You can just save time and mark me perfect in every category.

Come now, Quicksilver, you know it's pertinent to do paperwork correctly. Even if it is boring.

You're the one who's going to be bored, I was just trying to help you out, but very well. I'll see you then.

[maybe if he was slightly less emotionally constipated he might tell her that he enjoys her company and doesn't get bored with it, not even when they were slogging through the objectively boring parts of his brief tutorage of her. he isn't, though, so he says nothing.

he's there waiting for her the front desk, as this isn't something that needs to be hidden away in a back office. data pad in hand, humming an extremely ancient tune to himself. considering his last performance reviews were done half-drunk, sober and organised is a huge step up. the bar could not be lower.]

[ Low bar or not, Quicksilver is too self-confident to be worried over the review. She approaches it with the same assurance as she waltzed into the library with the certainty that the job would be hers. She beams a bright smile at Megatron and takes a seat across from him. Then takes two energon cubes from her subspace and puts one in front of him, and opens the other one for herself. ]

[he watches her take the cubes out with mild bewilderment -- it seems rung was right that he would appreciate the small gestures, even if he doesn't expect them.]

Thank you, [megatron says neutrally, taking all his willpower not to grunt it out irritably, though he doesn't take the cube yet.] how have you been finding Optimus as a teacher? I do hope he hasn't taken up too much of your time with his being very large and very sad all the time.

You're welcome!

[ All cute and sweet. How can anyone distrust this baby? ]

He's very adept at the filing system, which makes sense given his background. We've been talking about our Cybertron as we work.

[distrust her! couldn't be this megatron. not even in the ballpark of it. maybe a little if he sparks his brain cell and realises who her mentor back home was.]

Yes, my-- the Optimus here before was proud of his archival origins. It seems to be a habit with them.

[he's still not sure how mechs who can fight gladiators evenly ended up in a library, but he's not a librarian. maybe it was a more difficult job than he'd ever imagined.]

He is lucky to have you and your brother here. I know from experience how much of a weight it takes from your shoulders to know that Cybertron's future is a positive one.

[ The look that Quicksilver gives him is quiet and knowing. She doesn't need Force empathy to sense where his thoughts are. ]

You know... I kind of like it, that it's his background. It's nice that you can start from anywhere and aim high. That's how I know I'm going to be the next Winglord.

And we're lucky to have the chance to know him too. The others, the Autobots... they talk about him but they don't really talk about him. Even Captain Bumblebee... he talks about the things he did and how he was important but, it makes them sad.

[where they usually are!]

Yes, though it got complicated with Prime. [because of... you know. the war. that little thing that happened.

megatron tilts his head, suddenly, interested. he doesn't give the alternate universes much thought-- his own not being burned down by the other one was all that mattered to him. he suspects it's much the same for just about every mech on board, but her comments must mean the gigantic sad prime met some kind of inevitable end the way megatron did in his own. dead in the future. strange limbo to be in, here. megatron sets his jaw and pretends like those damn memories of the other one killing optimus aren't resurfacing again.] Then it's mutually beneficial. You're very welcome for my involving him and lifting the Optimii ban.

[said with airs, naturally.]

Now, is there any additional help you would find beneficial?

The Optimii ban is a stupid rule and I'd have ignored it if I'd needed to, but thank you.

[ She says it without an ounce of shame. He hired her to make the library the best possible space it could be, and she intended to do so. ]

I think we should organize a voluntary system for translating Cybertronian texts into Galactic Standard.

Made perfect sense at the time... [he mutters irritably.] Galactic Standard. Of this universe?

[megatron doesn't know a whole damn thing about any other race that isn't cybertronian here or back home, naturally.]

Mhm.

[ Sipping from her cube. Sure is a nice day. ]

Well, it's the Galactic Standard I know from home, but it seems to be translating all right for people here? I translated a book on Cybertronian flora for Donnie.

[he considers this for a moment, optics narrowing as he looks at the datapad in his own hand. yes, right, organics can't automatically translate most languages.]

I will pick up on the research started into the common languages in this reality. [it was something someone had started before, but megatron's still let a few things slip. this kind of work doesn't come naturally to him. he is, categorically, not a nerd.] This, combined with the audiobooks that Hashtag is working on, should mean much for text accessibility. I see no reason why this shouldn't move forward.

Hey, Sil!

You've seen those posters around, right? How'd you like to go to the ball with me and hangout? Sounds like a good time.

Sounds like a great time, Leo!

[ Oops, remember her manners. ]

That is, I'd be delighted to go with you.

Heck yeah!

We'll hash out the deets later. It'll be a blast!

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