009; [ Voice ]

[medicalofficer]

I require the attention of the ship's engineer - I believe his designation is... 'B'?

I have come to accept that I am not capable of providing the necessary aid to my comrades without my tools, and... I require your assistance.

[... That was extremely difficult to admit, as you could probably tell from his defeated tone.  But Ironhide needs it.]

Comments

[heavyweaponsbot]

[There is no comment here, just a broken down weapons master listening in.

... He's here if you need him.]

[medicalofficer]

[... He wouldn't mind the company. :|

So he's just going to settle down on the floor next to him as he waits for a reply.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He'll sort of blindly feel around for the other's shoulder--sense of direction still failing--and let his hand rest there, saying nothing.]

[medicalofficer]

[With a soft sigh from his vents, he leans against his hand, his head hanging slightly.]

Fool of a captain.

Why he feels only his men are fit to perform repair work...

[text]

[seagullmun]

Good luck with that, buddy. I've been trying to get B's attention since Halloween.

[Voice]

[medicalofficer]

Excellent.

And how, exactly, does the Captain intend for those of a robotic nature to receive healing?

He has stripped me of any tools I need to perform the repairs necessary, and his engineer insists that only he is allowed to administer repairs. Clearly, there is some miscommunication between the crew here, and I will not stand by and allow my comrade to suffer while they figure it out.

[text]

[seagullmun]

Ahh, jeez. Robot doctors? That's a hard one. I mean the doctor IS a robot, but I dunno if that helps.

Meth fixes stuff and she's pretty cool, you could try her!

[Voice]

[medicalofficer]

I am a medical officer myself, however, the patient in question is seriously damaged. He possesses thicker than average armor, which requires a specific quality of cutting and welding tool to work with. Unfortunately, mine were removed upon my arrival to this vessel.

Does this 'Meth' have access to that sort of equipment?

[tachikhromatic]

Mister Ratchet! I need to report an significant area of failing in mister Ironhide's health. Do you have time to listen to my report right now?

I can delay, if you need to.

[medicalofficer]

You may list it now, if you wish. I cannot promise that I will be able to repair what damages have been done, but it is best to know where the issue lies.

[tachikhromatic]

Mister Ironhide has completely lost his ability to comprehend logical fallacies! In addition his risk-assessments have become dangerously out of tune with reality, and he's....

....he's making jokes. Terrible ones.

It's really quite alarming. I think his processor is overheating. You better watch out or something important might melt!

[medicalofficer]

His risk-assessment has never been particularly accurate, when one compares it to the reality of the situation.

I have never been one to judge his sense of humour, but if he is acting differently than usual, it may be related to the damage he suffered below decks.