TPFverse. Various Locations. Surprises And Visitors
Optimus: *playing with a roll of duct tape as WakeJumper comes into the lab, her scarred face showing her curiosity*
WakeJumper: Oh, that's where that roll went....
Optimus: *looks up, and then offers it* Sorry, I didn't know it was yours.
WakeJumper: No worries. How's Ratchet doing? *hasn't seen the older medic today*
Optimus: *looks at the table* He's sleeping still.
WakeJumper: *small nod* Good... He needs to rest... *will scan Optimus to see how she's doing since he's in here now*
Optimus: *damage is healing, though those areas of her processor are still inactive* *is still thoughtfully studying the occupant of the table*
Ratchet: *sleeping deeply, as he hasn't done for many millions of years. Like this, it's almost impossible to see some of the effects of the past, since he looks so peaceful*
WakeJumper: *will move to scan Ratchet, before nodding to himself* Well, I think, once he wakes up, he should be alright for light duty.... Just as long as he doesn't push himself too hard...
Optimus: *quietly* He's not going to be pushing himself too hard. *then looks toward the door as a worried looking Bulkhead sticks his head in*
Bulkhead: Hey, Beau just called 'n asked ta talk to Denver. He thinks she stayed here last night with Miko.
Optimus: *brow ridges raise* What?
WakeJumper: .... But Miko and Denver went to Denver's house....
Optimus: *looks at the CMO2, and then gets to her feet as her gaze goes from one bot to the other* Do you know where that is?
WakeJumper: *headshake* I don't know where Denver's house is, but Bumblebee might.... He's the one who took them home last night....
Bulkhead: *goes to call the young scout and ask him what he knows about the two girls. Returns soon, his steps heavy* He dropped 'em off right at Denver's front door.
Optimus: *frown*
WakeJumper: *also frowning, and considering something* Search and rescue time?
Optimus: *puzzled as he and Bulkhead look to her, but then remembers* Yes. We better find out where they are.
WakeJumper: *about to ask for coordinates for the house, startles when Ratchet speaks*
Ratchet: Where who are?
Optimus: Denver and Miko are missing. *frowns at the elderly medic* You're only cleared for light duty, so don't even think of trying to leave this base.
Bulkhead: *blinks at how his Prime just addressed the CMO*
WakeJumper: *boggling just a bit*
Ratchet: *moving to sit up now, a frown on his face* What were their last known coordinates?
Optimus: I mean it, Ratchet. Don't make me sit on you.
Bulkhead: *shakes head and goes to tell Arcee to hustle her butt home*
Ratchet: *narrowing his optics slightly* Light duty includes monitor duty, Optimus.
WakeJumper: *knows what to suggest as a compromise! Scoots to get the wheelchair* Here.
Optimus: Yeah, and I can remember the last time we left you on monitor duty. Jazz had to fish you out of the fragging canal.
Ratchet: *faceplates heating just a bit at that reminder*
WakeJumper: *to Optimus, innocently* Lt. Col. MacKenzie'll need someone here to keep him updated... He seems more comfortable talking to you.....
Optimus: *blinks and looks back to WakeJumper* He does?
WakeJumper: *nods* You two have a lot in common, and you're more sane than the rest of us... *yes, including himself* Agent Fowler seems more comfortable talking to you too.
Optimus: More... sane...? *looks at Ratchet*
Ratchet: *pinching the bridge of his nose just a bit* He means that you're generally the most calm one here.
WakeJumper: Yeah! *grin*
Optimus: ...Is it old age? *bemused expression as she leaves the lab and heads for the control room*
WakeJumper: *will get Ratchet situated in the wheelchair and duct taped into place* *will also get cursed at soundly* XD *brings Ratchet in the wheelchair*
Optimus: *poking at the monitor controls when they reach the control room. Looks intent, but clueless*
Arcee: *raised brow ridge as she sees Ratchet* *to WakeJumper* So how many rolls did this take?
WakeJumper: *snickerfit*
Ratchet: *gonna sulk and grumble about youngbots now, kthx*
Optimus: I don't know how to use this model of computer, guys... *doesn't look up from her poking*
WakeJumper: *will wheel Ratchet over where the medic will be able to help Optimus* *cheerily* Now you two play nice.... *cackles and heads off to see if he can help with the search and rescue efforts*
Ratchet: *mutters something about turnabout being fair play someday, will help Optimus work the monitoring equipment as well as he's able to* *WakeJumper used a LOT of duct tape to keep him in the chair... far more than was actually necessary, in fact....*
Arcee: *amused headshake, will help get the search and rescue efforts organized, though she'll also glance at Ratchet from time to time out of the corner of her optic and snicker*
Optimus: *quietly as she works* All those vorns, and you're still a bully, aren't you? *glance sideways at Ratchet*
Ratchet: *quietly, as he works on calling up a map of the Jasper area* Not nearly as bad as I was all those vorns ago....
Optimus: *gentle hand on his shoulder* You weren't that bad. We kept you in line.
Ratchet: *leans into Optimus' touch as much as he's able to* Myself, and about half of Macaddam's... *soft chuckle*
Arcee: *just going to check some equipment over on the other side of the room, kthx*
Optimus: *leans over to kiss him on the helm just as the screen clears and shows Lt. Col. MacKenzie*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *startled sound, averts his gaze and blushes*
Optimus: *startles at his sound and gives him a slightly wide-eyed look*
Ratchet: *feeling just a bit smug. Yes, this pretty femme was kissing my helm*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *blushing so much* //Any updates, Optimus? Ratchet?//
Optimus: Bulkhead, Bumblebee, and WakeJumper are heading out to your place, because that's where Bumblebee left the girls last night.
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: //.... The front door and the garage door were locked when I got home from the whole fiasco at the stadium....//
Optimus: Bulkhead says that Bumblebee told him he dropped the girls off right at the door.
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *frowning now* //We lived in this same house the last time Denver and I were here.... So she knows the area.....//
Optimus: *looks to the bot at her side* Ratchet, what do I press to talk to the others?
Ratchet: This button... *will show the Prima the correct button*
Optimus: *presses it* WakeJumper, are you there yet?
WakeJumper: //Just about, Optimus... *slight pause, and then he's laughing* I think I see where that pink 'Con Bumblebee was talking about went.... He's prolly all scraped up, too... //
Optimus: *leans forward, suddenly scowling* Find out if he knows anything about the girls.
WakeJumper: //Understood, Optimus. Derp left a pretty good trail.... Shouldn't take too long to find him.//
Optimus: *optics smoldering* See if you can find any traces of his friends, too.
WakeJumper: //I think his friends ditched him, to be perfectly honest. There's only the one set of tracks going this way.//
Optimus: *looks at Ratchet* Do Deceptioc... what are they again?
Ratchet: Decepticons....
Optimus: Thanks. Do Decepticons work alone?
Ratchet: Not generally.... The only one I really know of who does is a femme called Airachnid... And the last I knew, she had teamed up with Megatron again....
Optimus: *nods and turns back to the screen* Just double check for any more of the glitches that might be in the area, alright, guys?
Raf: //...Did Optimus just swear?//
Bumblebee: //Bweebeeboop!//
WakeJumper: //.... *soft snicker* Wow....//
Optimus: *scowl* Save the laughing for later. We have some... kids? *quick glance at Ratchet*
Ratchet: *small nod, is working on triangulating search patterns*
Optimus: Stop goofing off and find those kids! *scowl*
Bumblebee: //Ooooo.//
Raf: //Yessir, Optimus. Raf and 'Bee out.//
WakeJumper: //Understood. WakeJumper out.//
Bulkhead: //I just found Miko's phone.//
Ratchet: Bulkhead, where did you find it? *turning the road map to the topographical one provided by a satellite*
Bulkhead: //On the ground behind the house. ...No new pictures. Wait. ...When did they get a picture of my aft? And why?//
WakeJumper: *don't mind him, he's busy laughing his own off right now*
Ratchet: *looks like he wants to facepalm*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: //....How far behind the house, Bulkhead?//
Bulkhead: //About six meters.// *gives exact coordinates*
Optimus: *frowning as she listens, and absently prays*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: //.... There're old trails that begin about ten meters away from the house.... Any one of them....//
Bulkhead: //Ahah! A Skittles bag.//
WakeJumper: //No sign of Pinky anywhere.... I lost the trail at the highway...//
Bulkhead: //Oh slag...//
Optimus: What? What did you find?
Bulkhead: //A big hole, all filled in with rocks. That look like they just fell.//
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: ....
Ratchet: ......
WakeJumper: //... Give me a few clicks, and I'll be there.//
Optimus: I'm on my way, Bulkhead. Don't do anything stupid, alright? *yup, same thing she used to say to her brothers in days of yore when she had to go bail them out of the Lockup*
Bulkhead: //...//
WakeJumper: //Lorena Silver Mine..... Wow... Old place is old.....//
Ratchet: Optimus, we're not even sure what the dimensions of the mine are! *worried*
Optimus: *turns back and blinks at him with surprise* *then quirks a questioning eyebrow*
Ratchet: *worried for your safety, Optimus. Even if he's stuck in the chair with far more duct tape than necessary, he's going to do his best to protect you*
WakeJumper: //Sheesh... That'll be a tight fit....//
Optimus: *frowns and turns to come back to the monitors* Arcee?
Arcee: On it, Optimus. *will get the ground bridge open and hurry through*
Optimus: *scowls as she watches, and then turns back and untapes Ratchet*
WakeJumper: //Hey, Bulkhead, you picking up voices, or am I just hearing things?//
Bulkhead: //...If she can cuss that loud...//
WakeJumper: *sounds so amused* //Of all the times for Miko to not have her cell phone on her....//
Bulkhead: //Yeah, well, now that I look at where I found it? I think there was a fist fight going on when she dropped it.//
Optimus: *looks up from Ratchet liberation* o.O
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *facepalming*
WakeJumper: //... That doesn't surprise me... Don't Denver and Miko not get along very well?//
Bulkhead: //They hate each other's guts. They're jealous about Jack.// *says this absently*
Optimus: ...
Ratchet: ....
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *clears his throat* Um.... Actually.... Denver and Jack were best friends growing up....
Bulkhead: //Yeah. So?// *pause* //Um. Here's a tooth.//
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: //...// *facepalm*
Ratchet: *sigh*
WakeJumper: //That's nice, Bulkhead.... Arcee, lemme see if I can clear away some more rock... There... ... Wow. I didn't know Denver KNEW that word....//
Optimus: *absently picks Ratchet up and cuddles him as she watches the screens and listens*
Arcee: //I can hear them... Going in...// *and a few moments later, Denver's voice can be heard a bit more clearly, while Miko can be heard egging her on*
Bulkhead: *raises his voice* //You two better not try anythin'! We're onta you!//
Denver and Miko: *ack and 'meep' respectively*
Arcee: //Let's get you two out of here....//
Denver: //W'sn't gonna do nuth'n....//
Bulkhead: //Yeah right. Do you two know how much trouble you're in?//
Miko: //A lot more than we were before...//
WakeJumper: //Abrasions... and a bit of bruising.... Yeah, I think they did get into a fist fight....//
Denver: //...Well, duh.//
Optimus: *slightly amused sounding* So did you decide who gets Jack?
Denver: //.... Wait... Wh't?//
Miko: //....//
Bulkhead: //You mean you were in there all night, and you didn't kill each other, but you didn' settle anything either? Oh, here's your tooth.//
Denver: //...Whah w'ld we be fahght'n ovah.... Oh f'r crah'n out loud! EW. EW. EW!//
Miko: //Wait a minute, you all thought we were.... EW! NO.//
Bulkhead: *satisfied chuckle*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *shaking his head* *to Optimus and Ratchet* //Jack's like a brother to Denver....//
Optimus: Brother.... Oh. Sorry. *hides face on Ratchet*
Ratchet: *soft chuckle, will gently rub Optimus' arm* It was an honest mistake....
Miko: //Besides! We weren't in there all night....//
Denver: //Yeah! We 'ad breakf'st first...// *mutter* //Ah don' even lahk Jack th't way.... Good grief...//
Optimus: *looks up* Were you gone all night, Beau?
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *a bit surprised to be addressed by his first name* //Er... No.... I got back to the house around three....//
Denver: *facepalm* //'T's called lock'n th' doah so we don' git robbed, Beau....//
Optimus: ...Denver? I don't understand. *absent snuzzle for the back of Ratchet's helm*
Denver: //Th' doofus prolleh thought Ah w'sn't 'ome 'cause th' front doah, th' garage doah, 'n th' back doah w're locked.... Miko 'n Ah w're sleep'n 'n th' basement, 'n Beau sleeps lahk th' dead wh'n 'e sleeps.... 'N Ah locked th' back doah be'ahnd us w'n Miko 'n Ah w're go'n t' work 'n th't 'istoreh project....//
WakeJumper: //...Why would a door being locked make a difference whether someone's home or not?//
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *facepalming and blushing a bit as he recalls past incidents where he neglected to lock the door and Agent Fowler took advantage of that*
Optimus: *waits for a reply, then tilts her head with a slight frown* Beau? Are you there?
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: //Yes.... I'd just rather not think about some of the times I've forgotten to lock the door..... *sounds so sheepish*//
Denver: *dirty rotten chuckle* //Jes' ask Uncle Bill 'bout 't s'metahm, Optimus....//
Optimus: Alright. Are you late for school? *doesn't remember weekends*
Miko: //Optimus, it's Saturday. We don't have school on Saturday or Sunday.....//
Optimus: ...Oh.
Arcee: //Should we bring them back to the base, or just take them back to the house, Optimus?
Bumblebee: //Weebeewoo.//
Optimus: Bumblebee says Miko's parent's aren't expecting her back. So it's up to Beau.
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: //Just as long as they have someone keeping watch over them, that's all that matters...... *soft sigh*//
Optimus: *quietly* Ratchet, shouldn't they be in trouble?
Ratchet: *quietly* I suppose so....
Optimus: ... Who's in charge of deciding that? Is it Beau?
Ratchet: *thinking this over* It might be.....
Optimus: And he's let them go. *slight frown*
Ratchet: *quick glance at Lt. Col. MacKenzie* *softer* I think he's just glad they're alright....
Optimus: Oh. *glances toward the screen as well*
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *sitting at the table in the room he's in, elbows on the table and head bowed as he rests it against his hands. His shoulders are shaking ever so slightly as well*
Optimus: *steps toward the screen with concern, but then nearly leaps right through it as a bridge suddenly unexpectedly flares to life in the ground bridge portal*
Ratchet: *startles badly* What in-?!
Bulkhead: //Optimus? Ratchet? What's wrong?//
Optimus: It's a ground bridge... no... It's the wrong colour.
Bulkhead: *sound of footsteps and then of a powerful engine roaring as he heads for home*
WakeJumper: //....// *and then he's transforming and telling Miko and Denver to get in. Once the girls have buckled up, he's following Bulkhead, with Bumblebee and Arcee following in his tracks*
tan and navy mech: *acks as he trips and goes rolling, only to wind up with his back against some of the equipment, and his skidplate up in the air*
brown and dark green femme: *hands on her hips* Torque, get ahold of yourself.
green mech: Hooyah! The cavalry's here ta save the day!
tawny gold femme: Rockface, stop being such a slaggin' glitch head.
Optimus: *staring in silence as her optics pick out the lack of badges on these bots*
Ratchet: *boggling just a bit*
Torque: Hang on.... Lemme get right side up before Eclipse busts her speaker.... *getting up now*
Rockface: *chuckles and moves to help Torque* Yeah.... We wouldn't want that to happen..... *will get the upset little bundle of parts out* Heeey, 'Clipsie....
Optimus: *mouth drops open as she sees that tiny Cybertronian* Scraplet! *nearly squishes Ratchet*
Ratchet: *acks as he's almost squished, STARES at the bitty bundle of parts*
Torque: Naw. Sparklet.
Eclipse: *fussing and throwing a fit. Didn't like being upside down like that, Torky!*
Rockface: *trying to distract Eclipse from throwing a fit by holding her out so she can see the tawny femme*
Optimus: ...Sparklet? I... don't remember that word.
tawny femme: We made it up. It's a baby Cybertronian. *holding the bitty's hand as she frowns at the two bots who were here to meet them*
Eclipse: *reeeeaaach for Keepie-sissy! Fuss!*
Ratchet: .... There are new Cybertronians? *so surprised*
tawny femme: *grins as she gently scoops the little orange and black sparklet into her arms* Yup. Two right now. Eclipse here, and... Hey, Rockface, get your finger outta your slaggin' intakes and get Pansy outta my pack.
Rockface: *'meep' and then an XD face as he goes around to the tawny femme's back*
Ratchet: *staring and feeling just a bit brain-broken now*
Optimus: *slowly* Why is new Cybertronians so surprising? And... why are they so little?
tawny femme: *rolls her optics* Because their sparks are little when they start out, and it's easier to keep track of 'em when they're this size. You got anymore stupid questions, Amazonia?
Optimus: *blink. Blink. Blink. ....*
Rockface: Aw, Keepsake, be nice. She's prolly new at this....
Eclipse: *happy babbling as she snuggles against Sissy's chest*
Muhlisha: *elbows Torque* So introduce everybody. You got the long wire.
Torque: *oofs* Hey! I thought it was the one who got the short wire who had to do the introducing.....
Muhlisha: *arms folded over her chest as she smirks* Nope. 'Cause I got the short wire.
Torque: :P *will rub at the spot he got elbowed in* Fine.... *to Optimus and Ratchet.... and the weird thing on the monitor* This is Muhlisha, Keepsake, Rockface, Eclipse, and the little one that Rockface is supposed to be getting out of her carrier is Panacea... I'm Torque....
Rockface: *can has Panacea?*
Panacea: *cranky little fussing sounds as she curls against Rockface's chest. Isn't feeling happy today. Didn't feel happy yesterday. And tomorrow doesn't look good either*
Optimus: *more slow blinking, and then, quietly* I'm Oriana... I'm Optimus Prima, and this is the chief medic, Ratchet.
Keepsake: Oops. *babydances bitty sister*
Torque: 0_0 *salute!*
Rockface: *boggles*
Muhlisha: *respectful nod, then looks around warily, taking note of everything in the room*
Optimus: *startles at that salute, and drops Ratchet* Umm...
Ratchet: *oof!*
Rockface: *over to help the elderly medic up, will put Panacea in Ratchet's arms*
Bulkhead: *comes roaring in pit for plating! Transforms and gears up for battle*
Muhlisha: *three quick steps and socks him right back down the tunnel*
Optimus: *stares, absently aware of the laughter of the orange sparklet*
WakeJumper: Oh, slag! *swerve to avoid flying teammate!*
Arcee: *just manages to avoid colliding with both WakeJumper and Bulkhead*
Torque: Was that.... Bulkhead?
Optimus: *still staring at Muhlisha* ...It was.
Torque: :D *hustles to help his friend up* Bulky!
Bulkhead: What the frozen slag was that? *trying to get himself right side up and feeling very glad that they've left the kids outside with Bumblebee*
Torque: *chuckles* That was Muhlisha. *will help Bulkhead get upright*
Bulkhead: *little bit shaky* Militia? Where'd you find a militia?
Torque: No, no... Not a militia... Muh-lisha. She's kind of a one-bot army..... *doofy grin* And she's absolutely perfect.....
WakeJumper: *going O.o;; as much as he can in alt mode* Torky, you're being mushy.
Bulkhead: *hand to head* Yeah... perfect. What'd she hit me for?
Keepsake: *cheerfully* Because she can.
Eclipse: *babble babble bweeee!*
Bulkhead: *looks toward the femme voice, hears the bwee, sees the tiny thing. And screams like a little girl*
Optimus: 0_0
Torque: *cracks up once he realizes why Bulkhead screamed*
Panacea: *looks up at Ratchet and clicks quietly, then sticks little fingers between plates and holds on*
Ratchet: *squirms a bit as Panacea gets those little fingers in between armor plates*
WakeJumper: *transforms and also looks toward the source of the femme voice, expression brightening* Eclipse! *will scoot over and greet the little femme* *and then he's holding his head as said little femme wallops him with a crescent wrench* Ow!
Bulkhead: *sourly* Now ya know how I feel. *scowls at WakeJumper, and then gives Torque a thump on the shoulder* Knock it off already.
Torque: *too amused* You're scared of a sparklet! *snicker*
Bulkhead: What the slag's a sparklet? *still scowling*
Torque: A new Cybertronian. Right now, 'Clipsie and Pansy are the only two we have on Tau... The others are still too young to decant and put in shells yet....
Rockface: *to Arcee* The voice in my head says that you have a sweet patootie.
Arcee: *STARES at Rockface, a mixture of shock and sheer bafflement in her expression*
Bulkhead: *distracted from what Torque is saying by what the green guy just said. Growls at the runt* Watch what ya say to a lady, jerk!
Optimus: *rubs her temples and then lifts her voice* Alright, everybody get out of the tunnel, get IN here, and calm it the pit down!
Keepsake: Yeah. *smirk*
Eclipse: *scoldy clicks for WakeJumper as she continues to wallop him with her crescent wrench*
WakeJumper: *trying to fend off wrench-beatings*
Optimus: *goes and takes the wrench*
Muhlisha: *hands over her ears*
Keepsake: *ditto*
WakeJumper: *likewise*
Eclipse: *um, NO. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAL!!!!*
Torque: *flinches*
Rockface: Aw, scrap! *wince wince wince*
Optimus: *startles so badly that she drops the wrench, then turns toward Ratchet as she hears the other sparklet yelling too* I... *flails slightly and then books it down the hall toward the lab*
Keepsake: *as she scoops up the wrench and offers it to Eclipse* Did we just break the Prima?
Eclipse: *clings to her lovie and wibbles*
Torque: .... I have no idea....
Ratchet: *trying to get Panacea to not yell, since it's making his nerves jangle just a bit*
Panacea: Murrph! *now has big bot's finger in her mouth. Stink eyes him over it, and then tries biting him. With no teefs*
Ratchet: *wincing and cycling air*
WakeJumper: Torque or Bulkhead, help me with Ratchet.... *wary look for Eclipse, who is more interested in fussing over her lovie now*
Bulkhead: *stands up, and then sits down again* *disgruntled* I'm kinda dizzy.
Mulisha: *walks over and heaves Ratchet up* Where do you want him, Doc?
Bulkhead: :o
Ratchet: *startles badly*
WakeJumper: Er.... Medilab....
Torque: *will move to help Bulkhead stand up* Here, Bulky... Lean on me till your gyros stop spinning...
Bulkhead: *quietly, as the brown and green femme carries Ratchet out of the control room* How is she doin' that?
Torque: *as WakeJumper moves to follow Muhlisha* One of her code donors is Brawn....
Bulkhead: *jaw drops* Does that mean what I think it means?
Torque: *careful shrug* Perceptor said that that was who the coding came from... And that the other set of coding was randomly generated.... Brawn thinks she looks kinda like Desi.
Bulkhead: ...He thought every hot chick looked like Desi. *calls to Bumblebee, and then slowly walks out of the tunnel and into the control room* Who's the jerk that hit on 'Cee?
Torque: *as Arcee gives Rockface a wide berth* Rockface? He's one of the batch Keepsake was in.... Completely randomly generated codes, and he's always been a bit weird.... As for Muhlisha, you haven't seen the heat she's packing.... It looks a LOT like what Desinex had on her when she and Brawn went on that mission that ended up with us finding Brawn floating in a debris field....
Bulkhead: *growls at Rockface in passing, then frowns at Torque* Wait. You're talkin' present tense. Is Brawn on Tau?
Torque: Yup. *grin* He's one of the full-time residents....
Bulkhead: *goes to sit on a crate* Well, slag. I still owe 'im credit.
Bumblebee: *has come in with the three kids... and June... just in time to hear this* *looks at the strangers* Beeeyooo?
Torque: ...So that's what Brawn was going on about the other cycle... *chuckles and turns to see who's coming, before he's blinking with confusion*
Miko: Er...Hi...
Denver: *and now she's back to surly and silent in the presence of strangers*
June: *crosses arms and quirks a brow* Are you going to introduce your friends, Bulkhead?
Bulkhead: What friends?
June: *MOM look*
Bumblebee: *leans down so he and Raf can get a close look at that little orange and black thing*
Torque: *blink blink blink* They're... organic.... *and now he's moving to get a better look, is totally fascinated*
Eclipse: 0_0 *reeeeeach, yap, squeak!*
Keepsake: *absently passes baby sister over to the yellow guy, and then comes over and hunkers down by Torque*
June: *offers a hand to the navy and tan mech* Hi, I'm June Darby. My son Jack is Arcee's partner.
Keepsake: Who's Arcee?
Torque: *hesitantly reaches a finger out to June* Name's Torque..... *tips his head towards Keepsake* That's Keepsake.... Muhlisha's helping WakeJumper with something.... Rockface is around here somewhere....
June: *glances at Keepsake as the femme asks her question, but then turns back to Torque with a smile* It's nice to meet you, Torque, Keepsake. And Arcee is the blue lady. *looks around* Who is also here somewhere. *then turns back with a little frown* Where are Optimus and Ratchet?
Torque: Medilab. That's where WakeJumper and Muhlisha went, at least....
Eclipse: *pokin' at the little organic and yappin' away. Has never met squishy peeps before!*
June: Hmmm. I better go make sure they're alright. *and smile at WakeJumper while she's at it* *taps off in the low but pretty heels she put on this morning*
Optimus: *sitting with her head in her hands, oblivious to WakeJumper's presence* Ratchet... I'm not sure I can do this. I don't feel like a Prima.
Ratchet: *hand on Optimus' leg, is just glad that the youngbot set him on the table next to the Prima* *gently* We just have to take things one day at a time.... Everything will be alright...
WakeJumper: *bustling about and trying to make sure everyone is comfortable and resting if they should be resting* *is just a bit flustered right now as he thinks that he really really hopes he never gets walloped by Muhlisha*
Muhlisha: *standing at the door in a parade rest as she watches the bots in the lab with a quiet frown that brings her mech code donor to mind*
Optimus: *sucks air in through her intakes* That little being... *bites her lower lip. And then her shoulders are shaking slightly*
Panacea: *stops scowling at the world in general and jumps over to the big lady as she realizes that the big lady is crying* *small crackly static sound as she snuggles*
Ratchet: *startled blurt*
June: *pauses in the doorway* Ratchet? What's wrong?
Muhlisha: *6_6 at the funny critter*
Ratchet: *going to try and sit up to make sure Panacea isn't hurt*
WakeJumper: *hand on Ratchet's shoulder* You need to stay put.
June: *walks inside* What's wrong? Did someone get hurt?
WakeJumper: We just had some unexpected visitors... And they brought the newest members of their family.... *chuckles* Panacea and Eclipse are still pretty new....
June: *pauses next to him* Do you mean that little orange and black Autobot?
Muhlisha: Clipsie isn't a 'Bot.
WakeJumper: She's one of Fixer's kids... *chuckle* I'd love to know where she got that wrench though. She didn't have it when I left....
Muhlisha: Fixer gave it to her so she could show you what she thought of your leavin' when she saw you again.
June: *mouth open slightly* You guys have babies?
WakeJumper: *nod* Perceptor's been working on his research since before I was online.... He worked out all the potential bugs in the process vorns ago.....
June: *open mouth now turning to a smile, but then she startles as a crackly little voice speaks from Optimus' arms*
Panacea: Mine. *snugga bigbot*
Ratchet: *blink blink blink*
WakeJumper: Aww....
Optimus: *tries to stop crying, but can only shutter her optics and move to sit so that she can lean on Ratchet*
June: Awww, I think you have a fan, Optimus.
Muhlisha: Nah. Pansy's right. Percy used your codes.
Optimus: *choke*
Ratchet: 0_0
June: ...What?
WakeJumper: Huh, so that's what he was talking about.....
June: *frowns* And he did it without Optimus and Ratchet's permission?
Ratchet: *quietly* We knew him during the war... He was doing research into ways to bring back those who were lost.... We weren't the only ones who donated coding....
June: But making babies isn't bringing people back. *still frowning over what she perceives as a rights violation*
WakeJumper: *quietly* No... But it means that there's part of the people we miss still around as a living tribute.....
Panacea: Energon. *looks around* Nom...
Muhlisha: *blinks, and then goes to tell Keepsake that Pansy actually wants to eat*
Optimus: *also looking around, her actions distracted and still showing some of her earlier distress* WakeJumper, could you please bring me some energon?
WakeJumper: *nods and moves to do so without a word*
Panacea: *tries sucking on her fist, and then scowls and growls softly before setting up a vigorous fussing*
Optimus: Ack! What did I do?
June: Try bouncing her slightly, like this. *demonstrates with imaginary baby*
Optimus: *helpless look* What?
Ratchet: *will try and sit up now, intends to try and help*
Optimus: *passes the little scrap of white over to him*
Panacea: *flails small fists and fusses more!*
Ratchet: *will try gently bouncing Panacea on his lap*
Keepsake: *comes in then* What the slaggin' pit's so hard about feeding a sparklet? You just open up your fraggin' tank and stick in a tube!
June: *hands on hips* Watch your language!
Keepsake: Scrap you.
Ratchet: *to Keepsake* Well, Eclipse and Panacea are the first sparklets we've had contact with....
Keepsake: *snorts and shows Ratchet how to feed sparklets*
June: *about ready to launch into full scale tell you off*
Optimus: *sees this* Excuse me, Miss...
June: *blinks and looks up* ...You don't remember me either?
Optimus: *blinks* ...No. I'm sorry.
Ratchet: *working on feeding Panacea, can definitely see how the little bit is related to Optimus*
Panacea: *settles down with the tube in her mouth, her big optics looking up to meet his. Quirks a tiny little very familiar half grin*
Ratchet: *soft rush of air, very quiet clicks for the sparklet*
Optimus: *suddenly bounds right over June on her way toward the door as the alarm sounds from the control room*
June: Eeep! *protects head*
Keepsake: *scoots after the Prima* Where's the trouble?
WakeJumper: *hurrying to the monitors, is going to check frequencies*
Agent Fowler: *on the screen, staring at extra bots* //What the heck is this? Old home week?//
Optimus: I don't know what you mean by that, Bill. What's wrong?
Torque: *headtilting as he studies Agent Fowler* Who's this?
Agent Fowler: //...Did you just call me... never mind. We've got 'Cons attacking a power plant in Wyoming.//
Optimus: *lips press together* WakeJumper said they wouldn't be attacking so soon. *turns* Someone show me how to activate the ground bridge!.
Agent Fowler: //Hold on! You can't go out there, Optimus!//
Torque: *grin, looks to Muhlisha, Rockface, and Bulkhead*
Bulkhead: *grinning too as he stomps over to activate the ground bridge* You wanna bet she can't come? She may not remember all the fancy stuff, but she nearly took Megatron's fraggin' head off yesterday.
Agent Fowler: *blinks* //Well... pardon me.//
Rockface: *dirty rotten grin* So let's get this show on the road.
Bulkhead: HEY, ARCEE! We got a rumble ta go to!
Bumblebee: Bweeeebeboo! *fist pump in the air*
Eclipse: *fuss! Can see her peeps getting ready to do stuffs, and can also see HER WakeJumper!*
Keepsake: *snags the bitty from Bumblebee and kisses her, then tells her to take care of the squishy things and dumps her gently into Denver's arms where the girl's standing with the other kids on the balcony* Let's go kick aft.
Denver: *blink blink blink, is now in a staring contest with the bitty*
Arcee: *as she moves to approach, still avoiding Rockface since he reminds her so much of Cliffjumper* So what's our plan of attack?
WakeJumper: *headtilting as he considers* Aim Muhlisha and Optimus at the 'Cons?
Optimus: Keepsake has the right idea. *transforms and hits the bridge rolling* Come on!
Keepsake: *as she also transforms* I like this Prima, she's fun.
Agent Fowler: *gobsmacked shock from the screen as he watches what's going on*
Muhlisha: *just follows the Prima as the others make room for her to go to the front of the group*
WakeJumper: *to Fowler* We'll keep you updated. *will transform and follow after Optimus*
Rockface: Hooyah! *transforms and heads for the bridge*
Torque: Hey! Wait for me! *transforms and follows*
Arcee: *quick glance to Bulkhead* Is he always like that?
Bulkhead: Nah, he's kinda serious today. *transforms and rolls out*
Arcee: ... Oh, goody. *transforms and rolls out as well*
Raf: *pushes his glasses up on his nose* So we're in charge?
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: ... What am I, chopped liver?
Denver: .... Yup.
Miko: *snickerfit*
Eclipse: *thrrrpt*
Agent Fowler: ...What was that about ripping Megatron's head off?
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: *chuckle* It's almost exactly like it sounds, Bill.... Optimus basically wiped the floor with Megatron, from what it sounds like....
Agent Fowler: ...I thought she was damaged.
Denver: So's Beau, but we still love 'im.
Lt. Col. MacKenzie: .... I'm not even going to ask.... I have a bad feeling I don't want to know.
Raf: She learned to fight from guys who worked on the docks back on Cybertron, a long time ago. That's what she remembers right now.
Miko: And apparently, she and Ratchet were dating... *shrug*
Eclipse: *bweee! Yap yap yap at Fowler!*
Agent Fowler: *did you hear that crack? It was his brain*
((written with random_xtras))