Who: Vergil, IDW!Ratchet, TF!A Jetfire, TF!A Jetstorm, Dudewave
What: Time to get our friendly neighborhood jetlet back into his proper body.
Where: Vergil's clinic, formerly Tyran!Ratchet's clinic
When: The day after
this thread.
Warnings/Notes: Possibility of medical drama.
Vergil took the precaution of retreating to his squidhouse for a nightly recharge early the night before. The procedure Ratchet had described was one with which he was completely unfamiliar in practice despite all his theoretical learning. Even merely as an observer he wanted to be properly alert for everything that had to be done.
He spent the time between waking and the others' arrival drifting through the clinic, checking and double-checking and triple-checking that the preparations that had been requested were all in place. Something like this only gave you one chance.