Jul 14, 2005 02:18
...a short while ago, the alarms started blaring and while I turned on my comm for the first time in a long time, I think I missed something... I kept debating going out to see what was going on, but common sense kept me from doing so. The only decent purpose I would have served in this state would have been a slow moving target, easily felled with one good shot.
I'd been sitting in my quarters since then, waiting and listening for news over the comm, but nothing ever came. Just...dead silence. I started to panic, wondering if the Ark had suffered a hostile take over, but just as I was ready to risk running out of my room, First Aid contacted me and told me to report to the med bay on the double. Still uncertain, I began to look back through various messages I had missed and... Oh, by Primus! PRIMUS! I still don't know what happened exactly, but...hostages...cybervenom...wounded Autobots...and Kali...Kali almost ended up in the middle of it all, if I'm getting this right!
I'll...I'll need to end this log, here. I must get down to the medbay immediately and let Grapple and First Aid finish what Wheeljack and Ratchet started. I feel so horrible and selfish for having holed myself up for so long, even though in some ways I had no choice. But still... Gah! Primus curse you, Decepticons!