[Video] Some days you're the windshield, some days you're the winged arthropod...
((ooc: slightly trope-ish, but the image bit me about a week ago and I couldn't write it until now.))
[The image crackles on with a sharp jerk backwards and a crash of metal. Then the feed swings down from the ceiling, showing only a huge and irate blue mech. The fact that he is leaking fairly profusely from his helm might explain his mental state.]
Fraggitall...
[Ratchet’s hand passes closely in from of the camera, knocking the focus out of alignment. When it recovers, it shows him pushing himself to his feet and touching gently at his jaw. He stalks up to the mech, regardless that Ratchet only comes up to the patient's chest. ]
Get back. On. The. Berth.
[Ratchet ducks as the blue mech roars and takes a swipe at his head. He slides in close to hit a motor override tucked beneath the back of the other's helm, grunting as the mech goes limp and collapses on him.]
Did you think I wanted to offline your motor relays? [He heaves the mech back towards the berth and muttering all the while.] Now I have to reinitiate each major juncture… figure out the processor damage…
[At the sound of footsteps he turns and snaps at someone.]
Who let a patient with altered mental state in without restraints?
[“Sorry, he was better in processing…” came another voice, “You know you’re-“]
I know! I’m fine, I’ll get to it. Get in here for Mr. Left Hook, first.
[They maneuver the patient to lay out flat, hooking a few sensors into his helm. Ratchet finally seems to notice his communicator had been knocked loose and stomps over to it with a snarl. It shows his hand, then his face, complete with a cracked and leaking mandibular bar before he shuts it off.]
[The image crackles on with a sharp jerk backwards and a crash of metal. Then the feed swings down from the ceiling, showing only a huge and irate blue mech. The fact that he is leaking fairly profusely from his helm might explain his mental state.]
Fraggitall...
[Ratchet’s hand passes closely in from of the camera, knocking the focus out of alignment. When it recovers, it shows him pushing himself to his feet and touching gently at his jaw. He stalks up to the mech, regardless that Ratchet only comes up to the patient's chest. ]
Get back. On. The. Berth.
[Ratchet ducks as the blue mech roars and takes a swipe at his head. He slides in close to hit a motor override tucked beneath the back of the other's helm, grunting as the mech goes limp and collapses on him.]
Did you think I wanted to offline your motor relays? [He heaves the mech back towards the berth and muttering all the while.] Now I have to reinitiate each major juncture… figure out the processor damage…
[At the sound of footsteps he turns and snaps at someone.]
Who let a patient with altered mental state in without restraints?
[“Sorry, he was better in processing…” came another voice, “You know you’re-“]
I know! I’m fine, I’ll get to it. Get in here for Mr. Left Hook, first.
[They maneuver the patient to lay out flat, hooking a few sensors into his helm. Ratchet finally seems to notice his communicator had been knocked loose and stomps over to it with a snarl. It shows his hand, then his face, complete with a cracked and leaking mandibular bar before he shuts it off.]