Sydrone
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Sky's little helper.
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Post by Sydrone on Mar 31, 2015 22:45:44 GMT
Blackjack runs into the Med-Bay and places Sydrone onto a berth, You'll be fine. You just need some energon and to recharge your spark
Sydrone sighs You... don't say! he says, as humorously as he could muster.
Blackjack smirks Same old Sy
Go and find... Chiro... she knows me Sydrone asks
Got it Blackjack hears voices and walks out toward the room with the voices
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Sydrone
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Sky's little helper.
Autobot
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Gender: Male
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Post by Sydrone on Apr 1, 2015 12:31:29 GMT
Blackjack pulls Sydrone over his shoulder How you feeling?
Agh... better. Sydrone says, the energon was flowing around his body again, which was good. The two make their way to the Recovery Ward
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Post by Taggon on Apr 4, 2015 14:29:30 GMT
Once again, the vehicon arrived into the medical bay with a wounded soul, and fresh from one of his victories. Taggon was not proud of what he had done just yet, his focus was on his fallen commander, who he carried over his shoulder; Astrinal. The green femme was the officer who had given him the grace of entering her black ops group when they had used to be enemies, she had also saved his life and actually let go of a few grudges, which was a surprising thing for a femme of her personality to do. Taggon owed her some, and he had a small plan on how to revive the green femme. He laid her carefully out on a berth, letting her chest wound become visible. Her armor was torn through, and her spark was chipped and offline. So what now? Taggon decided he would need Stormgear for the next part. The vehicon glanced to his own spark chamber, before pulling out a needle full of low grade energon, and injecting himself with it. He found that he was very hungry actually, and used some extra supplies to refuel himself. It had been a big day, infiltrating the Nemesis, facing off against doubts and Decepticons alike, rescuing two Autobots, escaping the Nemesis by the skin of his teeth, and lastly crashing his ship into the deck. Taggon unsheathed a blade, taking a seat. It was then he decided that he couldn't sharpen his blade, no, now. But he had to do something, so carefully, Taggon scoured Astrinal's corpse for one of her own knives, and upon finding one of her many little throwing knives, he began to sharpen the metallic weapon. It was hers, so he had the excuse that he was doing her a favor if anyone asked. Taggon thus continued to wait for Stormgear, his need for the little femme quite big. Stormgear had been occupied as it seemed, but lucky for him, Taggon knew what he was doing. Remembering a teaching from his old master, Ceft, Taggon carried out a process which he knew would have to work for Astrinal's sake. 'An Immagron...what I run off of...is unlike any other spark. It is ten times more powerful, and specifically made to be revived by other Immagrons, and to absorb or give power from other sparks. It takes energy from the Immagron powered being either way...but nonetheless, this method is effective.' Taggon had practically been a boy at the time when he had asked a question about what Ceft really ran on. The brown warrior had answered back, as he always did. The vehicon latched a few cords from his spark to Astrinal's, applying what he knew about power-exchanging when it came to machines. Rebooting her spark was perhaps possible with his own since he had an artificial spark, though it would cost him energy. Much energy, as Ceft had indicated with the solemn expression at the time. Taggon's spark chamber was open, the radiance of his yellow spark easily compatible to that of a miniature sun, with less of a blinding effect. Connecting the other ends of the cords to it, Taggon allowed the power trans-plant to be activated, thus commencing. It felt as if there was a vacuum in his soul. Everything was slipping away from him, his energies, some of his strength, but the energy from his own spark was electrocuted and voted into Astrinal's spark, filling hers with his own energies, which quite possibly could bring the femme back to life. After another minute of dedicating his own spark power unto his commander, Taggon cut the bond, ceasing to donate his energies to her, and quickly unlatching himself. He vented coarsely, the ache in his Immagron great. Taggon coughed badly, as his spark chamber closed, and was concealed behind his layers of armor. The vehcon paused for a moment, before leaving a note by Astrinal's side. He needed to be elsewhere...an important meeting was occurring without him, and it would be rude to not attend to such. Staggering out of the room, the silver and black vehicon made his way for the central hall.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 4, 2015 21:33:27 GMT
It was like a dream, the lights above her vision blinding her for who knows how long. The revived Astrinal had to raise her servo to block the artificial lights overhead. She groaned, looking around the room that began to become visible in front of her. The first thing she noticed was an autobot insignia along one of the walls, one of those tacky interior designs to represent the faction's headquarters. Oh, hey look, someone found me. She thought.
With a groan, Astrinal managed to pull herself off the berth. Almost as if she were to go find a doctor, she saw Taggon's note. Dawh, it was my good pal all this time. she thought, bringing her servo to pick it up. Gonna' have to give the big guy his knife box back.
Then, in a wobbly fashion, Astrinal made her way out of the Surgical hall in search for a medic of some sort.
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Post by Doctor Chiro on Apr 7, 2015 2:05:05 GMT
A note is posted on the outside of the Surgical Ward door stating: "Repairs are needed. Use at your own risk."
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Aug 4, 2015 17:54:13 GMT
*The bridge opens in the ward and spits out Wildfire on the floor, looking charred and a mess.*
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 4, 2015 18:24:37 GMT
And Sky basically fell out from the bridge with Nickel and Kaon in his servos. He took one step before collapsing on the floor, dropping the ones he held on the floor. Then he just laid there, not moving as he was unconscious, not bleeding much either as he didn't have enough to actually bleed out.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2015 18:29:39 GMT
Nickel pries herself out of Skyspray's arms. Her grandson is barely moving... his servos are only twitching a little. She ignores where she's been brought, and gets onto her knees, starting to weld up the deepest cuts right now.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 4, 2015 20:51:18 GMT
Sky didn't move, he had not enough power to do so. He wad just laying there, in stasis.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2015 21:11:38 GMT
Nickel wheels over to a large cupboard, and drags out a large block of Transfusion Energon, pulling it over to Skyspray. She hooks the cube up to his side.
"Oh, my little baby! I know I'm not really your granny... I'm not even old enough to be your granny... but I love you so much, baby... please get better... just open your optics..."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 5, 2015 5:42:16 GMT
((Fun fact: since age is a bit weird here, Nickel is actually very much old enough to be his Granny. XD))
Sky didn't notice that he got energon infused into him since he was in stasis. His digits twitched a little but that was it. Aside from some twitching in his guns. But he was regaining power and would soon hopefully be able to wake up.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Aug 5, 2015 5:48:02 GMT
(( Sky is right xD Wildfire encountered Sky as a youngling. ))
*Wildfire was squished under Sky big time, she kicks her legs and tries to free herself from his weight, which was way more than hers.*
"Nickle right? A little help please? He's so heavy."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2015 13:40:59 GMT
(To be honest, I don't think of Nickel as old. More like a mom age, than a grandma age)
"It's pronounced Nick-el, little girl," Nickel tells Wildfire very firmly. But as gently as she can, she rolls Skyspray off Wildfire and onto his side. She's not particuarly strong herself. She certainly can't lift Skyspray onto a table. All she can do is keep on pathing up those ugly injuries. By insisting on fighting, Skyspray is now horribly damaged and could suffer permanent and irreversible damage in places.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 5, 2015 14:27:22 GMT
((Yeah but if we are to be honest here, 40-50 is actually suitable for a grandmother here. XD as age is a bit weird. ))
Sky didn't move or flinch as he was flipped over on his back. But after a short while, he let out a small groan and his optics began to flicker, or the one that was working right now began to flicker.
Ugh.... Mom..... Nickel... Dad....dead...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2015 16:04:28 GMT
(I know. I'm just saying the age I use in my head, granny or no granny, is currently 45-50 tops)
"No, baby, I'm not offline," Nickel climbs on top of Skyspray and starts to repair him, "I'm going to look after you, and then when you can walk again you can come back home to the Decepticons, where you belong."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 5, 2015 17:59:30 GMT
He slowly shook his helm a little.
DJD...... dad....dead.
There was a slight vent that came from him when his pistons began to cool down and heat up, and Sky wasn't fully controlling it. But at least he knew ehre he had shot himself. He had been working with this for years, he knew what happened. And he wouldn't be that severly hampered anyways. He hoped.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Aug 5, 2015 18:19:36 GMT
"Sorry, and I ain't a little girl. I am a Wrecker and daughter of the Prime. And unofficial Monster Hunter of the Bots.
Do you need any help? Please."
*She pleads with Nickel.*
(( I thought I read that she was born in the Hotspot of a Titan. ))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2015 18:44:06 GMT
Nickel looks up at Wildfire thoughtfully as she starts wiping Energon away from Skyspray's dripping wounds.
"Are you any kind of medic? Or perhaps you could keep me from being thrown into a cell at some point. I've practically been kidnapped by my own grandson, after all."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 5, 2015 19:34:40 GMT
No.... Cell... Help..
Sky mumbled a little as he listened to them. It sounded a little weird and he groaned as he reached out a servo. The other still held Kaon but not hard at all now. He vented and coughed up a small amount of energon.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2015 19:46:57 GMT
"Oh, little baby..."
Nickel reaches out and takes Skyspray's servo, squeezing it. But even though she's patched up the obvious injuries, he seems to be losing Energon almost as fast as it's being pumped into him. That means he may be bleeding on the inside.
"We need to get a scan inside of him."
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