New Project for Dr. Dork

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Seargent Ron Naliboff walked into the tech lab, less than his usual half-friendly self.

"Fred," he said sharply, the two officers flanking him in no better a mood. That thing... that... thing, was just frightening. And its screams.... He didn't know how Simmons could stand it. "On your feet. Deactivate those things or whatever and grab your tool

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"Yeah." Fred sighs and heads for the stairs that lead to the scaffolding, only to be stopped by a guy in a protective suit. "Let me past, Rob."

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"Let him, soldier," Ron said. The soldier blinked, then got out of their way. Arcee moved forward, then glowered.

"Ice," she said scathingly, before looking and grapping a pic off the table, handing it out to him. "Take this and hold onto my back, Doc."

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"Liquid nitrogen." He looks at the pick and then looks at her sheepishly. "Um... I'm not really an action hero type. I don't know how well I could hold on."

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She blinked.

"Get on. I'll keep you up, she said, bending again. "Hold onto my neck."

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He does so, face screwed up slightly as he prays for Spider powers or something. -God, are we doing the right thing?-

He blinks as he feels the answer, then swallows a lump. "Okay."

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Once he was secure Arcee went up, scowling as the ice but digging her transformed ice-pick hands into it. He climbed easily and quickly, but as gracefully as she could manage, pausing whenever Fred needed to readjust his grip.

"What on- what's going on here?" Simmons exploded in, then stared at it.

"We're neautralizing a thread to our existance, sir!" Ron saluted respectfully.

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"What he said." Danielle smiles at him mildly, knowing that she's not even supposed to know this room exists.

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"What are you talking about?" Simmons sputtered. "Get that - WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Arcee had made it to the chest, digging in with her feet and then pulling Fred around. "we have to dig out the chest cavity, smallest hole possible," she said, looking at him. "Are you alright?"

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"Y...y...yeah," he chatters through blue lips, swinging the pick. "But we have to clear the whole opening for his lifelight compartment. I won't be able to get through his ch...ch...chest w...with th...this."

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"Don't worry about that. We just need a small hole. We make it too big and we'll risk kicking in some reserve systems," she said. "I can cut through his chest plate."

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"Alright. Th... there." He's shaking now, and hoping that Gandalf has a good grip on his pocket. -God, please help us.-

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Ron frowned up at his friend, ignoring Simmon's raging.

"You there," he shouted to a scientist on a movable platform. "Move over there and get the Doc a torch!"

The scientist nodded and started towards the chest.

Arcee growled. The going was slow, as the ice was chilling her systems, and if this kept up she'd have to take the Doc down before he froze to death. She began hacking away in earnest, intent on getting the deed finished.

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'There,' Fred tries to say, but he's shaking so hard now that it's hard to hold onto the pick and his blows have no strength behind them.

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Arcee could feel her own systems reacting badly to the cold, so as soon as the platform is next to them she holds Fred carefully and leaps back, forcing her hands to change back as she takes the blowtorch.

"Warm yourself. I will cut the hole," she said, pushing Fred from the waves of cold mist rolling around Megatron. She takes the tiny blow torch from the human scientist, who shrugs off his winter jacket and gives it to Fred.

Then the pink Autobot turns and climbs back onto Megatron's front, starting to carefully carve the hole.