[ He snorts a little at the comment, and picks his way around the scorch marks on his just washed floor to make his way to Elecman. ]

Antlered Megatron. Manipulative bastard who wants to own everyone around him. [ His voice is flat; there's real anger there, but he's reining it in until only the hint of it sparks in his tone.

He flicks his wings, sits down in the backless seat there at the desk, and flashes a couple tools out of his subspace. ] Alright. Help me calibrate this, and we'll have it working perfectly in no time.