hsv and bv, Autobot Bases, Responsibility
First Aid: Jetfire, please let me put your arm back on!
Jetfire: *Not happy, as he's got Ratchet and WakeJumper pretty much sitting on him now!*
First Aid: You'll be able to use your cane again. Just stop squirming. Please?
Denver: *coming to the door to see what all the fuss is, is slightly unsteady still*
First Aid: *trying to speak soothingly despite just receiving a foot to the face*
Jetfire: *letting First Aid know exactly what he thinks of the current situation, and no it's not anything polite*
Ratchet: *Grumbling curses under his breath*
WakeJumper: *trying not to curse, even though he got beaned squarely in the chest by a foot just now*
Denver: ...
First Aid: *sigh* Jetfire, would Blackout like seeing you without your arm?
Jetfire: *Grumbles and curses, then raises a brow ridge as he finds himself suddenly looking at the business end of a cannon, courtesy of Denver*
Denver: Hold still, slaggit. *scowling muchly*
Ratchet: *Raised brow ridge. This is the first time since Denver and Air Raid bonded that the femme has been seen*
First Aid: *quickly scans the arm socket to see just why that limb keeps coming detached*
Socket: *has just about come to the end of its usefulness, has a few pieces that have seen better days, along with a few missing pieces*
First Aid: Oh, poor Jetfire. You're going to need this whole whole section replaced.
Jetfire: *Snorts a bit, is clearly amused by the red femme brandishing a weapon at him*
First Aid: *brings out a sedation tab and calls Skyfire to let him know that his brother is going in for major repair*
Skyfire: *Acknowleges* //Keep me updated as to his condition, First Aid?// *Yes, he does sound worried*
First Aid: //I will. It shouldn't be too bad. His arm socket's just too worn to function anymore.//
Skyfire: //I see... Thank you for taking care of him.//
First Aid: //It's our job.// *gently tags the old mech with the tab*
Jetfire: *relaxes as his systems power down*
Denver: *withdraws her cannon, before she's leaning against the door frame, looking a bit out of it still*
Air Raid: *is that massive clank of falling over behind her*
Denver: *and now she's moving to fuss over Air Raid*
Ratchet: ... *Shares a look with WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: *moving to check on the couple*
Air Raid: *slowly and carefully trying to get up again, murmuring that he's okay. He's alright. He just feels a little drunk. But he's okay. Is a lot calmer than WakeJumper and Ratchet are used to seeing him*
Denver: *gently fussing over him as she tries to help him get up*
Air Raid: ...Don't want to knock you over. Just... let me get my balance. I'm okay. ...Oh. Hi, Wake, did I make too much noise?
WakeJumper: Nah... Just came to make sure you're both okay... *Scanning the couple out of habit*
Denver: *getting that stubborn set to her jaw again, is determined to at least try and help*
Air Raid: Okay. *blinks at his mate, and then makes it to his wobbly feet before lifting her gently and sitting her on the berth* Wait... this isn't the reality where we went to sleep, is it?
WakeJumper: *chuckles* Nope.
Air Raid: *frowns and rubs his head* ...Are we in trouble?
WakeJumper: ... I have no idea... You might want to ask Optimus... *is being sincere*
Denver: *Slight frown, reaches for Air Raid*
Air Raid: *gentle hand on her shoulder that rubs soothingly as he bows his head and hesitantly pings his Commander's frequency*
Optimus: *is asked, and then pings Ratchet*
Ratchet: *in the middle of helping First Aid transport Jetfire to the medbay* //Yes, Optimus?//
Optimus: //How are Air Raid and Denver recovering?//
Ratchet: //Well... Despite seeming a bit unsteady, Denver was able to assist with subduing Jetfire... She was coordinated enough to have one of her cannons out and aimed at him, but it wasn't activated. Air Raid abruptly introduced himself to the floor shortly thereafter. WakeJumper would know more, as he's currently attending to them.//
Optimus: //Alright. Thank you, Ratchet.// *pings WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: //Yessir?// *making sure Air Raid and Denver aren't sporting any injuries*
Optimus: //How are Air Raid and Denver recovering?//
Air Raid: *has settled down to sit by his mate, his hand still doing the soothing thing on her shoulder as he looks at the medic with tired attentiveness and awaits Optimus' verdict*
WakeJumper: *reports on what he's observed so far, including how much calmer Air Raid seems*
Denver: *leans against her mate, taking comfort in his proximity*
Optimus: //Can you give me an estimate as to when they'll be ready to face the consequences of going AWOL?//
WakeJumper: //Let them get some fuel into their systems... They're both alert and attentive.// *in other words, the sooner the better*
Optimus: //Alright. Please send them to my office once they've done so.//
Air Raid: *perks as Optimus gets back to him, sitting to attention and then giving a little nod before looking seriously at WakeJumper*
WakeJumper: //Yessir.// *nodding as he closes the comm line*
Denver: *Attention on the medic now*
WakeJumper: Alright you two. Go get some fuel, and then report to Optimus' office.
Air Raid: *automatically* Yessir.
Denver: *Small nod as WakeJumper moves to head out of the room*
Air Raid: *sighs, his guilt plain on his face and making him look young* Man... I stuck my foot in it this time.
Denver: *moving to try and carefully tug him to his feet* *as gently as she can manage* Ah did too, 'Raid...
Air Raid: *lets himself be brought to his feet, wobbling a bit as he catches his balance* *quietly* I let Optimus down. Both of them.
Denver: *There, offering support despite the size difference* Ain't no use wish'n t' change th' past... All we c'n do now 's take responsibiliteh f'r our actions 'n 'cept th' consequences of 'em.
Air Raid: *quiet nod* I know. That's what I'm doing. *gentle hand on her back, and then turns toward the door and heads out*
Denver: *attempts to sneak a kiss in while they're heading to get fuel, is trying to show Air Raid that she's not mad at him in the least*
Air Raid: *gently resists the kiss, though he slips his fingers around hers and squeezes softly*
Denver: *clicks quietly, feeling a bit unsure all of a sudden*
Air Raid: *gives her a worried look as he hears the small sound* What's wrong?
Denver: 'S nothin'... *is lying, and trying to cover up the irrational fear she's suddenly got that the rest of the Aerialbots will not like her*
Air Raid: *stops and turns to look at her, but then startles as he feels a soft touch over his sibling bond and an assurance from Silverbolt that he'll soon be there*
Slingshot: *appears with a swish and a slight flash* So you're gonna finally get your aft kicked for slacking off, huh?
Air Raid: *hangs head*
Slingshot: 0.o
Denver: *glaaares at Slingshot, her earlier fears shoved aside for now*
Slingshot: ...'Raid?
Silverbolt: *coming out of the rec room with a couple of cubes of mid grade for Air Raid and Denver*
Slingshot: *looks at Silverbolt, feeling worried for their brother*
Silverbolt: *quiet reassurances, even as he moves to offer Air Raid and Denver the cubes he brought out for them*
Air Raid: *accepts his* *quietly* I let Optimus and Optimus down, 'Bolt.
Denver: *moves to rub Air Raid's back after she accepts her cube*
Silverbolt: *Gently, in Cybertronian* [No matter what happens, just remember that we're here for you and Denver.]
Denver: *pulls a slight face, but then blinks when Silverbolt databursts her a language pack*
Air Raid: *drinks quickly to hide the wibble he's never been able to get rid of*
Denver: *continues with the backrub*
Starscream: *rounds the corner behind them and strides over, Backwing's little face peering through her cockpit glass. Stops behind the newlyweds and gives Air Raid a firm hug* Now stop that. You're making Fireflight cry.
Denver: *boggles slightly*
Starscream: *other arm around the red femme* *slight sternness* You too.
Denver: *and now she's back to being unsure, but now it's due to not knowing what to say or do in this situation*
Slingshot: *gives brother a punch on the shoulder, but is careful not to touch Denver, as Air Raid commanded him that time he chased him across the desert*
Denver: *okay, that's something she's a bit more familiar with... only because she's done the same to Magnus*
Air Raid: *gets energy in intakes and kicks brother, cussing*
Slingshot: *perks and laughs*
Starscream: Watch your language! *smacks... Slingshot*
Slingshot: I didn't say it!
Silverbolt: *pinches the bridge of his nose as Denver rounds on Slingshot with a glare that could peel paint off of a house*
Starscream: *icily* No. But you caused it.
Slingshot: *cringing*
Dion: *moving to latch onto Denver* *gives Air Raid a small smile that has a slight hint of mischief in it* Do I have to call you 'Dad' now?
Denver: *wants to facepalm*
Air Raid: *spittake energon all over Slingshot and Silverbolt*
Silverbolt: *Startles*
Starscream: :o
Dion: :0 *and now he's cracking up*
Denver: *muttering something about duct taping Magnus or whoever it was who put the idea into Dion's head to something*
Slingshot: *blink blink blink. Turns and wanders off singing something about pretty in pink*
Air Raid: *blink blink blink blink as he reboots* Uh... I guess I am, huh?
Dion: *nods* That's what Magnus said.... He said I should ask you first though.
Air Raid: *looks uncertainly at Denver*
Denver: *mutters* F'rget duct tape, Ah'm weldin' th't glitch-head t' th' wall... 'T ain't aneh 'a 'is business... *if she were human, she'd be blushing with mortification*
Starscream: *pats her on the back* I think the twins are bored. Should I mention that Magnus is going to be on patrol soon?
Denver: ... *wicked smirk*
Air Raid: .... *staring at Starscream*
Starscream: *looks calmly back*
Dion: *Patpats Air Raid's hand, before he's tilting his head, sighing, and moving to head off to try and corral Ariel. Again.*
Sunhalo: *is that distant jet sound as she goes after the pink femme*
Air Raid: *watches the orange youngling go, then looks at Denver and finishes his energy* We'd better get going, I guess.
Starscream: *turning to greet Fireflight, who finally decided that if being cuddled by Skyfire made him feel better then he was going to go give Air Raid and Denver hugs to help them feel better*
Fireflight: *hugs Denver because she's closer* Don't be sad, Denver. Optimus is nice. You'll be okay.
Denver: *slight start, before she's reaching to give Fireflight a slightly hesitant hug in return*
Fireflight: *cuddles gently, chatting softly about how Skyfire's dizzy so he has to go back and make sure he's okay soon, and he's glad Denver's part of his family now*
Denver: *very slight wibble as she's cuddled, her earlier fears being chased away*
Fireflight: *chat chat chat about how Denver is little, but she's still nice to hug, and isn't she going to finish her energy?*
Starscream: *watching him with affectionate pride*
Denver: *Small nod, moves to finish her energon*
Fireflight: *hugs his brother then, saying that he thinks Denver needs a pat pat on the back, and he's so happy for him that he gets to start his own family as well as being his brother*
Air Raid: *chuckling and hugging brother back*
Silverbolt: *reaching to gently pat Denver's shoulder in a reassuring way*
Air Raid: *grins at big brother too*
Denver: *small smile behind her cube*
Fireflight: *gives brother and new sister a last little patpat and then turns to go back to his other brother*
Starscream: *nods to Silverbolt and the newlyweds, and then turns and follows Fireflight*
Silverbolt: *patpats Air Raid's shoulder as well* You'll be alright.
Air Raid: *smile is braver, but still sad as he makes his empty cube go poof*
Denver: *finishing her cube and making it vanish*
Air Raid: *squares shoulders* Alright, let's go.
Denver: *nods, also squaring her shoulders and looking every bit like the soldier she's supposed to be*
Optimus: *sends them back to report to his alternate, who desperately needs more botpower*
bvOp: *gives them a quiet lecture about duty and then tells them to go get some rest in their corner of the cavern till it's time to go out and fight again*
((Co-written with random_xtras))