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[astoldinsong]

I just spent the last 23.5 Earth hours filling out questionnaires, had a tag bolted on me, and been booted to 'Zone 3', whatever that is.

I just have one question: what the frag is going on!?

Actually, I have one other question: anybody got a place I can recharge? I need to defrag after that nightmare.

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[Video]

[dayglo_cmo]

[Well, you might not have said it, but your ID bolt pings as Bumblebee... should Ratchet dare to hope/start to worry?]

[Have a slightly perplexed Hummer staring at his comm.]

Are you alright? Bumblebee, is that you?

[Text-->Video] Bee is from really early in the first movie so yeah :)

[astoldinsong]

Ratchet?

[Hang on a sec, he's still syncing to this comm thing. His RAM memory is so fragged right now. And hey, video! He looks exactly like he's been on Earth for 4 years with Barricade and Sector 7 for company.]

[He's still texting you. You look a bit different from last time he saw you, buddy, what with the Hummer body.]

Ratchet! Aren't you a sight for sore optics!

[Video] *laughs* Ok, Ratchet's from through the end of RotF, so, time warp!

[dayglo_cmo]

[Ouch, poor rattletrap Camaro.]

Sore everything, from the looks of you.

[Disapproving medic disapproves, but at least he sort of understands the rules around here and that individuals can be from anywhere and anywhen.]

What happened to you before you were brought here?

[Video] s-so happy to be here playing this =D

[astoldinsong]

[Oh crap. Right. He kind of looks awful. Why did he set up video?]

A 'custom-faded' paint job, a little Barricade, a little hostile human interaction, and four years of recon, to be nonspecific on limited encryption, sir.

I'm on my way to get some repairs done now, though!

[Video] You have an epic little Bee, I think.

[dayglo_cmo]

[Ratchet likes when his troops slip up and give him medical intel. Don't worry, Bumblebee, saying you're on it soothes the savage medic.]

Four years, hmm.

[Well, that's near enough to let Ratchet peg your timeframe. That and a slightly different Earth alt than Ratchet saw when he made planetfall. Oh, Bee, you've yet to see hostile human interaction.]

Who're you seeing for the patch job?

[Yeah, he works at St. Fallen, but he wouldn't trust some of his coworkers more than he could trip over them.]

[Video] I adore your journal name.

[astoldinsong]

[Bumblebee is blissfully ignorant of exactly what he's going to get into with Sector 7. His luck is really, really abysmal.]

An Autobot named Wheeljack. He apparently runs a clinic out of a back room some version of you loaned him. He says he has some experience, but of course if you would rather I see you, I'm sure he'll understand. But I've kept a thorough log and I swear it's not too serious.

[Video] Thanks. *snerk* Go on, taunt him about his paint choice. >3

[dayglo_cmo]

[Ratchet nods.]

Wheeljack does good work. Though the me he was speaking of... [he huffs] I've been lucky enough to come and go from this place, apparently, despite having no memory of it.

I'll check in with you when he's through, or you are welcome to a few defrag cycles at my apartment. Have the others commed you at all?

[Video] Oh. I will. Probably not now because Bee is so not in a joking mood but THE TIME WILL COME

[astoldinsong]

Oh, is that possible? I wonder if I've done the same.

I've got a standing offer for shelter with Cliffjumper, sir, but I'll check in with you before I go to meet him. Ironhide briefly dropped me a line but it seems he's busy at the moment. As to anyone else, I'm aware of the situation.

[LOCK]

Where should I meet with you?

((ooc: he's a tad bit paranoid about giving away his location. forgive him, he's been undercover forever.))

[Video -locked] Bring it!

[dayglo_cmo]

[Ratchet shakes his head with a snort.]

Ironhide would be your best contact to ask that, he seems to have been here among the longest of anyone.

[He's a medic, he's no good at maintaining intel beyond medical locks on the team's records. But Ratchet sees what Bumblebee is doing. Mech learns fast.]

I live and work in Zone 5, not far from Wheeljack's shop. Comm when you're done and I can find you. Or, I'm sure he could bring you by.

[Video/text -locked]

[astoldinsong]

It's not important, but I'll ask if it comes up.

At the hospital in Zone 5? I think I can find my way there. So you know Wheeljack? That's great!

[Under heavier encryption he feels comfortable to send you the log of his damage - mostly superficial, low lubricant damage, a faulty ignition plug, and a frame crack he repaired himself but it's a pretty sloppy job. Worst of it is a loss of holotech.]

Anything Wheeljack can't handle?

[Video -locked]

[dayglo_cmo]

That's correct, St. Fallen.

[Ratchet flicks through the file, grinding his jawguards at some of the information. Mostly it's the frame crack that has him fretting, those can get nasty if it's on a weight bearing component or a hit manages to catch them wrong.]

Yeah, Wheeljack and I know each other rather well. He should be able to deal with... most of it. Though, some streams lack holotech as a standard upgrade, so he might turn you back to me for that.

[Video/text -locked]

[astoldinsong]

[It's on the outer guard at his hip: worrisome, but not generally load-bearing.]

Understood, sir. I'll see what he's comfortable with and report to you for the rest. You're bearing up all right?

[He's concerned. He hasn't heard much good about this place and he's already predisposed to disliking it.]

[Video -locked]

[dayglo_cmo]

I'm fine, Bumblebee.

[Oh no you don't, mechlet. Ratchet's not spilling any of his troubles on the new guy.]

It's... difficult here, but we can manage. We always do.

[Text/Video] So wanna jump forward to action?

[astoldinsong]

If you say so.

[Yeah, he's doubtful. Because he knows you, Ratchet. What do you expect?]

I'll see you in a few hours, then.

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