*is reading a random datapad* I went
to visit Dreadmoon and deliver a token of my esteem. I believe he enjoyed it. We had quite a pleasant discussion before something went wrong with my sensors. It was the strangest thing. Fortunatly Dreadmoon was there to help me and I'm feeling fine now.
*encrypted entry follows*
*throws the datapad on the table and paces * How could I have been so foolish? He had me practically on my knees begging and all he did was smile that cursed enigmatic smirk! I should never have entered his tower in the first place.
*sits back down, optics gleaming thoughtfully* And yet...I don't think I've enjoyed myself that much in decades. A delicate dance of carefully chosen words, each side only guessing at how much the other knows--it's certainly better than anything I found with Megatron. *ponders*
I'll have to get him out of the watchtower somehow. His invitation to see Kalis will work perfectly. Not so out of his element that he feels threatened, but enough perhaps to see his vulnerabilities. Perhaps we could, what's the human term? *grins* Ah yes. "Go out on a date".
This has become more than a simple fact-finding scheme. I've been busying myself with little missions, answering questions in the Nexus, but this is far more enjoyable. I refuse to let an opportunity like this get away.