another night at General Medbay

[eerian_sadow]

It's been a good couple of days at the Autobot medbay. For a certain definition of good, anyway. Starscream was gone, Ratchet wasn't bonded to him anymore and their lives were beginning to look like they could get back to something normal. The sun was bright outside, there were bids chirping brightly, Lockdown was getting better and she knew

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[fly_buggy_fly]

BW Waspinator

*is busy in his room, fumbling around with something that may or may not have been a cuckoo clock in a past life. currently, it looks more like a mess of gears*

*at the knock, he stumbles to his feet, nearly tripping over the weight chains and their iron pinecones*

*peeks out...and lights up* Pigtailz! :D

[eerian_sadow]

She grins hugely when he answers the door. He seems to be in a pretty good mood, which is a good sign.

Hey, Waspy! How are you?

[fly_buggy_fly]

BW Waspinator

Wazpinator iz good! *flutters happily, ushering her inside. sorry about the mess, Sari! his room is pretty cluttered and disorganized right now* How are you? Wazpinator haz not seen you in sooooo long!

[eerian_sadow]

She gives him a tight hug once she's inside the room. I missed you so much! I was so worried when Ratchet told me your Megatron was causing you trouble. I'm so glad you're okay.

She lets him go after a moment.

I'm okay. Prowl and Jazz were great and I like the dojo, but it's good to be home. I guess you probably didn't hear about Starscream, huh?

[minibot_love]

G1 Bluestreak

*Sides was gone... the whole Shack was essentially off-limits as far as the duo were concerned, but now even his one companion had run away, abandoned him, left the Datsun sputtering and crying out into the cloud of dust the Lamborghini left in his wake. Alone, completely, he stares blindly into the distance as the dust clears, trying to shove back the orchestra of voices haunting his thoughts, growing louder in the overbearing silence.

Worthless...

A failure...

Broken little toy...*Vents hitching as panic sets in, he grips onto his helm, running blind between the trees, muttering loudly as he tries to drown out the noise. The Medbay was further away than it should have seemed, but he seemed a bit detached from reality at the moment, only shaken back to awareness when he bounced off a tree and had to right his course, vents heaving when he finally slumps against the closed front entry, pressing his faceplates against the door as he struggles to steady the cycling of his intakes and dry the tears from his optics.

[eerian_sadow]

Swoop has been puttering around in the medbay, doing little things to keep himself busy when he wasn't checking on Slipstream and Lockdown's injuries or the status of Ratchet's spark. Lockdown and Ratchet were healing as well as could be expected, but Slipstream didn't seem to be getting better at all.

It worried him, to say the least.

He looked up from his dusting in the waiting room--busy work at its finest--when he hears the sound of someone falling lightly against the door. As a result, he's facing the door when Bluestreak stumbles in and calls for Ratchet.

Bluestreak? What am wrong? He's immediately worried when he sees the other mech's disheveled state and rushes to Blue's side to support him. Him Ratchet in recharge right now. Maybe me Swoop can help?

[minibot_love]

G1 Bluestreak

*He wobbles slightly, staring up at Swoop and trying to work through the ongoing noise in his head. After a klik or two, he calmly unsubspaces his rifle and offers it out to the Dinobot, optics down as he recites the same phrase he'd grown accustomed to speaking when he found himself in this position... It'd been a while but he could still remember it, and a deep sense of shame crept in, making him grip the offered weapon tighter than necessary, brief second thoughts about giving it up.*

I... I've begun entertaining thoughts of doing myself harm... I am under orders to report to the medical staff in the event of such thoughts appearing, as I am a patient undergoing a long-term therapy regimen...

[eerian_sadow]

Oh. Oh that was not good. He'd obviously missed some of what was going on in the nexus between his duties as medic and helping Other Swoop get settled in. From what he had known--and from what he'd seen at Jazz and Prowl's bonding party and what Wheeljack had told him--Bluestreak had been doing very well here. No, this wasn't good At All.

Okay. He keeps his voice soft as he takes Blue's weapon. Me will keep it safe for you Bluestreak. Can you tell me Swoop what happen? Him Ratchet need stay in recharge long as him can.

[minibot_love]

G1 Bluestreak

*He offers an obedient nod, still uncertain about his ability to sleep and worrying now about disturbing the injured medic with his possible thrashing and sometimes-wailing*

I'll try, Swoop... I might have a little trouble staying in recharge but I'll definitely try to rest, because I know I won't be much use to you or Ratchet as I am now since I haven't really recharged in... in... Primus it's been four days already, I guess it all kinda runs together when you're not sleeping, 'cause you get used to having the recharge cycle be the official end of the day and so if you don't end the day, it just seems like one really really Long day instead, doesn't it?

*He waits for Swoop to lead him, and trots after the medic, keeping close to the pteranadon's heels*

[eerian_sadow]

He listens to Bluestreak run on, glad that the other mech is actually talking now instead of using that sad, broken whisper he'd been using before.

He hides another smile as he leads Blue back downstairs. He knows the younger mech isn't better, but this is a definite improvement and he and Ratchet will be good for each other--for all the medic is probably going to grump at him for giving him a nurse.

Me think it be okay. You Bluestreak having nap am better than no recharge at all and me Swoop promise that naps am good enough for long time.

He leads the other mech to repair bay one and keys open the lock on the door. Once it's open, he steps inside. He locks it behind them after Bluestreak is inside as well.

[minibot_love]

G1 Bluestreak

I might be able to manage a nap... naps are pretty short, and almost non-existent if our world's Ratchet is any example, you know he's claimed to be napping while standing up and doing repairs once before? Ironhide didn't really buy it, and I wouldn't blame him, but since he only had the one leg he couldn't wrestle Ratchet onto a berth like he kept threatening to do, though he kept saying he'd call Trailbreaker to do it but I think 'Breaker is a little too shy to do that. Ironhide could get away with it since they'd known each other a long time but I don't think Trailbreaker would quite know what to do with himself if he was bolting Ratchet down to a berth - might feel kind of weird about it, right?

*A small chuckle works free at the thought of great big Trailbreaker impossibly flustered by pinning the medic down in a somewhat... suggestive manner, with Ironhide overseeing. His attention is drawn away by the door locking behind them, wondering briefly, and aloud, if that was to keep people out or to keep Ratchet in

[laratron]

TFA Ratchet

Hearing noise in the room, he comes out of recharge and catches the end of Bluestreak's statement. He grumbles tiredly from the berth where he lay.

Ain't no one bolting me down to no berth. If you try, I'll reformat you into a hair dryer and give you to Sari for her birthday.

[eerian_sadow]

Curious about this Optimus since she hasn't met him yet, Sari stands up and walks up behind Waspy. She's careful not to get too close, of course; she doesn't want to scare him or damage his wings. She's startled for a moment to see a gorilla at the door--though she has no idea what she had been expecting--but she hides it by giving him a smile.

Hi! I'm Sari!

[fly_buggy_fly]

BW Waspinator

Hello, Optimuz.

*steps aside -mindful of Sari so he doesn't knock her down- to allow Primal inside*

Come in~ Wazpinator and Pigtailz juzt talking about maybe adding some color to medbay too.

[rocket_munkee]

{BW Optimus}

[He's a little startled by the human as well - it's the first he's seen since he'd fallen into the Nexus, but something about her seemed... a little out of place? Something about her eyes... he tries to hide his curiosity with a smile, offering out a hand to the femme as he steps inside.]

You must be 'Pigtails'. [A small chuckle follows] It's wonderful to meet you, Sari. My name is Optimus Primal.

[He smiles at Waspinator's commentary, offering a brief glance at the walls in the hallway]

Color might be a good idea - though we'll want to avoid the actual suites so the Medics don't feel like they're not working in a sterile environment. But the reception area and outside might be nice.

[eerian_sadow]

Her grin widens when he offers her his hand. She hasn't really seen much chivalry since Tracks left and, even if it made her feel silly sometimes, she kind of liked it. She takes his hand and gives it a little squeeze, figuring he probably isn't anymore familiar with the idea of handshakes than her Optimus had been when he arrived in Detroit.

Yep, that's me! She flicks one of her pigtails--which are actually getting pretty long now. They stand out a little. It's nice to meet you too. Waspy says nice things about you.

She walks along with them back toward where she and Waspy were sitting before.

We were just talking about the outside, but it might be nice to get some color inside too. The offices and personal quarters are kind of boring too. Well, except for Waspy's. He's great at decorating his space. She gives him a grin.

[wicked3659]

*enters the medbay with the laptop under his arm. All seems fairly quiet, which is good, he hopes Ratchet is at least getting some rest. He heads to the main room, looking for Lockdown as promised.*

[hunter_for_hire]

Lockdown lay recharging on his berth which was still stationed vigilantly next to Slipstream's. There hadn't been any progress made with her recovery but at least her shard was still thriving with life and her condition hadn't worsened

[wicked3659]

*Spies the sorry looking form of Lockdown on the berth and makes his way silently over. Not wanting to disturb the mech, despite glancing at the suspect blanket covering... something. The mech still looked worse for wear. His visor flickers as he glances to Slipstream next to him. The seeker looking even worse than Lockdown. Shaking his helm he sighs softly*

What have you managed to get yourself into now, Lockdown...

*the question is rhetoric, almost whispered as he places the laptop on a table next to the berth. At least the critter cam would give him something to do. He pauses to give the once over to Lockdown's frame, hesitating briefly he rest a hand on the uninjured arm.*

Try to look after yourself, when you get out of here, please.

*voice is soft, concerned for the hunter for a change rather than irritated by him. Granted he did probably let the hunter get under his plating more than was entirely necessary. He takes his leave, hoping that Lockdown recovers quickly. They'd both spent one too many nights injured in this

[hunter_for_hire]

The voice and the touch are enough to wake him up. Every good hunter knows to sleep lightly no matter how safe an environment may seem. But Lockdown has no need for alarm now. He illuminates his optics to see the shadowy form of his partner heading toward the door.

Ey...He rasps, sleepily. You got someplace to be?