*Ironhide walks into the med bay carrying the unconscious Genatria. He stops short when he catches sight of Ratchet...Delphia..and just misses stepping on the human. He hastily but carefully moves clear, glancing around the floor for anyone else who might be small and easily squished.*
*Pulls back* I dunno, what's it look like? >_< *he slaps his own shoulder*
*He waits for Ratchet to tend to Genatria and finds a safe place to stand, looking about for Rattlelatch, and seeing him standing inside the doorframe where he would be least likely to be stepped on, looks relieved.*
*Ironhide then moves to a clear spot toward the back and huffs, only to blink at the odd intake set up. He ponders, then concentrates on transforming.*
*And he transforms unlike any Cybertronian transformed before. In his place stands a very mean-looking black pick up truck with smoke stacks behind the cab.*
*When the very weird looking Ratchet moved foreward, Gen 'eep'ed and scootched away. Right over the side of the table, landing with a spectacular thud and a flash of white light.*
Oh fer... ~_~ Are you alright? *He kneels down and pulls Gen upright into a sitting position.* It's Ratchet, slaggitall. Lucky you, bein' here with us when everything goes to the Pit in a handbasket, AGAIN.
Er, yeah, you are. Ironhide brought you down here for...something... I think you were out cold when he got you here? *He scratches the side of his helm, confused by her reaction.*
*Psych, on the other hand, has been paying to all other happenings on the Ark via the comm system before coming to a decision.*
[Psych][comm: Ratchet] Yep, she's an engineer. Don't think she'll be much good for you, because she's afraid of blood. Only mech fluids, though. Doesn't have a problem with organic blood, strangely enough. I'm Psych, by the way. The voice in Gen's head. Been with her since we were sparked. I'm not sure how, but Gen here's been theorizing that we're the Cybertronian version of conjoined twins, or something. Nice to meet you. ^-^ [/comm]
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[Psych][comm] What? Figured the world was ending, I might as well introduce myself. Better late than never, am I right, Doc?[/comm]
Not this again. -_-;;
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Now make like a medic an' help us, here.
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@_O;;;
Why do I got a..a snout???
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*He waits for Ratchet to tend to Genatria and finds a safe place to stand, looking about for Rattlelatch, and seeing him standing inside the doorframe where he would be least likely to be stepped on, looks relieved.*
*Ironhide then moves to a clear spot toward the back and huffs, only to blink at the odd intake set up. He ponders, then concentrates on transforming.*
*And he transforms unlike any Cybertronian transformed before. In his place stands a very mean-looking black pick up truck with smoke stacks behind the cab.*
Primus...that tickled....
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Mn... Huh? Where?
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...Ow.
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*Gen suddenly gets an "ohshi-beep!" look on her face.* Here? I'm not in the med bay, am I?
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Nobody's, uhm... injured right now, are they?
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*Psych, on the other hand, has been paying to all other happenings on the Ark via the comm system before coming to a decision.*
[Psych][comm: Ratchet] Yep, she's an engineer. Don't think she'll be much good for you, because she's afraid of blood. Only mech fluids, though. Doesn't have a problem with organic blood, strangely enough. I'm Psych, by the way. The voice in Gen's head. Been with her since we were sparked. I'm not sure how, but Gen here's been theorizing that we're the Cybertronian version of conjoined twins, or something. Nice to meet you. ^-^ [/comm]
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[Psych][comm] What? Figured the world was ending, I might as well introduce myself. Better late than never, am I right, Doc?[/comm]
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