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Dec 21, 2008 19:20

[Code Red is still chewing TraumaHawk out for unprofessional behavior--even moreso, once she heard about just how he got into the room--and Arson is...well, he's watching and while he is above laughing at this sort of misfortune and he's busy gazing fondly at his assertively aggressive vision of true beauty, that's not why he's still quiet.]

*to himself* I don't understand it. I just do not understand it.

[in the meanwhile, TraumaHawk makes a sudden annoyed motion while his fingers were still hooked into the ring of his pull-cord; he accidentally pulls far too hard on the thing + yanks out the removable storage container that was built into his upper torso when he still lived w/ his own creator Dazzle...and THWHACKS Snapshot on accident, knocking him to the floor and causing him to yell + groan in pain + curse, Code Red to spaz further + lay into TraumaHawk about his actions and how he was part of some kind of conspiracy while threatening to report him (among other things), First Aid to rush to Snapshot's side to check for injuries while subsequently preparing to sedate Code Red and/or fix any damage she might incur/inflict, and TraumaHawk himself to frantically apologize to Snapshot + ask if he could assist First Aid in any way + beg like a total sissy to Code Red to "please don't report me, don't write me up, ma'am, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh, PLEASE!!!!!!!!! *whimpers pathetically + wails while clutching Code Red's legs desperately*"]

*stares blankly at the scene* ...Oookay. That's...different. *shakes head + focuses back to his initial thoughts* There's...there is really no way possible that I could have seen and/or met this mech before...right?

*stares again* ...Primus, that's weird.

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