Fixing Hound Take Two!

[1st_aid_kit]

*First Aid leads the pair back to the med-bay, nodding to a nearby berth for him to take a seat on while he finds the rest of his supplies.* I'm afraid I'll have to insist on you keeping me company for a little while until I'm confident you won't reverse the damage a second time

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[naturebot]

*Hound enters the med bay and plops himself down on the berth Aid indicated. He bangs his feet on the side for a moment and then lays down just to avoid the lecture he knows would come if he didn't settle down.*

Aw, Doc, I really promise to be good this time. I'll even stay in my berth...by myself.

[1st_aid_kit]

*A pleasant tilt of his helm as he begins work on the arm.* Then you should have no problem laying in one of these berths here by yourself. I'll even be around if you get truly bored.

*Opens a panel in his wrist and starts to replace wires and weld.*

[naturebot]

Well, with a cute 'bot like you around, I guess I can stand to stay here. If you promise not to let me get bored.

*Hound is terrible. Trailbreaker is right there and he's flirting.*

I didn't wreck it to badly, did I?

[4wd_forcefield]

*Trailbreaker leans against a nearby table, cosses his arms over his chest, and just stares blankly at the far wall.*

[1st_aid_kit]

*He's not too quick to pick up that he was flirting, just figuring he was being friendly. He chuckles and looks back up for a moment.* I can't promise to be the most exciting conversationalist, but I'll be around for anything you might need. Can't let my patient waste away on me, can I?

*First Aid shakes his head.* No, not too bad...just overdid things before the repairs could settle. I'm only concerned for you, Hound...not trying to punish you. I just don't want you hurting anymore. *Clueless about some things perhaps...but not above a bit of guilting someone into behaving for him*

[naturebot]

*Oh, ho, Hound thinks, clueless. This is really subconscious. He's not actively pursuing Aid, just teasing him.*

I bet you are one great conversationalist, Aid. I wouldn't mind you sitting right here and keeping me company. You must have tons of stories about your brothers and what it's like to be a gestalt. That sounds fascinating.

[1st_aid_kit]

*First Aid is naiive, but not entirely dumb.* I certainly don't mind staying here with you, but I highly doubt you'd be interested in hearing about my brothers. I have stories, yes, but I'm sure you already know the good ones. ^^

[naturebot]

*Hound just smirks. Aid is cute but for now he's got other mechs in mind so he lets up on the poor guy.*

If you say so.

*He watches patiently as Aid works on his wrist and when he's done he accepts the inevitable and relaxes on the berth. It's going to be a long day and night though and hopes that Trailbreaker hangs around for some of it*

[see_through_spy]

*Mirage reached med-bay and paused when he caught sight of both Hound and Trailbreaker. Great, just the mechs he didn't wanted to see.*

Umn, First Aid? Have you seen Wheeljack? *He was rather self-conscious about talking now, curse Jazz for pointing it out! Self-consciousness wasn't something Mirage was used to dealing with however and he all but squirmed as he stood there nervously in the doorway.*

[4wd_forcefield]

*Trailbreaker looks up as Mirage walks in, he frowns for a moment then smiles brightly, though it seems a little forced.*

Mirage! You're looking a whole lot better! How are you feeling? ... I mean, well, you know what I mean. *another smile, this one far more genuine*

[naturebot]

*Hound practically springs off the berth when he hears Mirage's voice but manages to control himself. He has to agree with TB, Mirage does look a whole lot better and he sounds amazing.*

Hey, Mirage, you look fantastic. And, look, don't worry youself a bit about me. I understand completely.

[4wd_forcefield]

*TB sees Hound's reaction to Mirage and wilts slightly before slipping the mask back in place.*

Yeah, Mirage... You're looking really great ...

[1st_aid_kit]

*First Aid is at one of the counters, cleaning off his tools.*

...*ka-BLINK's at the voice* 0_0;;

Oh um...*he looks back, just making sure it was Mirage. Ratchet wasn't kidding about the calibration... Wow...* Yes...yes, he was here not long ago, but I think he's seeing to something else...Ratchet is as well. Can I help you with something?

[see_through_spy]

Thank you, Trailbreaker, I'm feeling much better. *smiles weakly before he looked over at Hound.

*Mirage's lip components compressed into a grim line and he unhappily stepped into the med-bay to approach.* No, I owe you an apology. There's no excuse for such an outburst and I'm sorry. *His optics lowered almost submissively as he cycled air through his vents.* Are you alright? *finally looks up and there's an almost pensive look on his face.* Are you alright? I thought they'd released you already.

*First Aid's comment and strange reaction only furthered his acute embarrassment. He shuffled nervously again.* I wanted to talk to him about recalibrating my vocalizer. Ratchet said he'd ask him about it and I just wanted to know what the status was.

[naturebot]

*Hound's systems thrummed a bit as that voice tickled his audios. He smiled softly at the mech finding his lowered optics and apologetic demeanor positively adorable and unbearably attractive.*

Oh, it's nothing. Just a routine checkup. *He could lie as smoothly as the next mech when he was on the prowl...so to speak.

*He held up his arm and wiggled his fingers* All better. You know, I really should apologize to you. I was out of line. I should've realized that you weren't well enough for a visit. Forgive me?