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Post by Vatimus Prime on Sept 1, 2017 11:58:08 GMT
Vatimus rolled on in and stopped to let Whirl and Thunder off. As soon as they both were, he would transform back into his robot form. "Alright, both of you get medical attention. Kid, we'll give you a drop of energon to keep you going, but that's all we'll be able to spare."
He then turned his attention to Havoc, who was... Trying to set up actual fortifications as if they planned on staying out here for longer than maybe a human week? Why? He told him that they were making the place more defensible, not an actual small scale fortress. He let out a sigh and walked over to Havoc. "What... Are you doing?" It didn't help that they were in a city and it would be easy to defend with just the perimeter guard as is.
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Post by Havoc on Sept 2, 2017 1:17:06 GMT
"I'm setting a small area up temporarily. These shabby made walls will hold up for a bit." He said while working. He finishes the small wall. It was poorly made but will hold. It blocked the entrance into a building that. It had a small outdoor area for other stuff. He sighed.
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Post by Thunder on Sept 2, 2017 17:54:47 GMT
Thunder, now able to move, would step off. His HUD would detect how low his energon supply was and would constantly alert him to that fact. He would give him a nod before walking towards the small area where the medics would be located. He felt so out of place here...made sense, design wise he seemed to be very different from the majority of them...mainly how he had a nose and his optics, alongside the fact his armor was more angular where most of theirs were more smooth in design. He still had a cube with him, and decided he would keep it for emergencies.
"Hey, anyone here a medic? Your boss told me to give me some energon, then I'll be on my way." Thunder asked around, rubbing the back of his helm as he continued to try and put his memories back together.
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Post by The Inventor on Sept 2, 2017 19:16:47 GMT
The sound of sparks from inside the shuttle was promptly followed with flickering lights on the interior, and shortly thereafter Correlator came walking out, looking triumphant. He looked around, and it didn't take long to find that Electra hadn't moved away from the injured. Meanwhile, some large mech was... building fortifications? Some of the Autotroopers seemed confused, as well; building fortifications hadn't been among the list of orders they'd been given. Shaking his head a little in disbelief, he resumed his march over to Electra, likely stumbling into her mid-repair of some bot or another. "Shuttle's all good to go for lighting," he said, "but it might take a while longer to get its other functions going. Looks like some wiring was jostled loose during landing. Should be easy enough to fix." He was in the way only briefly before Electra came to her patient with what appeared to be a missing arm. Correlator grimaced: that looked harsh. But the inventor wasn't shaken by severe injury, even to this extent. In fact, he saw this opportunity, and he took it. "Hey, you know I might be able to speed along the repair process." While his face seemed trustworthy enough, the shoddy gadget that he pulled out of his subspace definitely didn't. "May I present: the limb regenerator! A nifty little device I concocted on our way here for just such situations as these." "Missing an essential body part, but can't wait on the long and elaborate repair and recovery process that comes with restoring it to full functionality? Then this is the-... You know now that I think about it, maybe the name's self explanatory. Let's just skip the pitch and go straight to the demonstration-" Before Electra could protest- as she, and any medic in their right mind would- Correlator had already pressed one of the few buttons on the side of his device, and it began whirring noisily to life. A reassuring smile from the inventor was unlikely to set anyone's mind at ease with the next god-awful popping noise the device made. It shook a moment, and Correlator's face contorted in confusion. His final mistake was to try seeing if hitting the gadget did anything to remedy the problem, and disaster was met when it shook violently enough to slip out of his grip and jump toward his shoulder- where it exploded in a small fireworks display of red and yellow. "Oh," he remarked flatly in shock. Once the daze the explosion had induced wore off, he looked to the side to find- his arm. Lying on the floor beside him, blown off from the shoulder joint. He tried processing what had just happened. "... Ow." Electra
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Post by influx on Sept 3, 2017 11:34:08 GMT
Influx gave the smaller femmech a quiet "thanks". A nod and a smile as he used the rag he'd been given to wipe the energon off his servos. She was right, keeping his hands clean was a pretty important part of the job. He turned around to catch the ancient mech spelling something in his sign language, which he immediately got his systems into bringing back his knowledge about from the depths of his processor to the front so he could handle it better. "Metheoselah?" He attempted to repeat the word. It took him a few seconds to realise it was probably the mech's name. If he had said it correctly...
However, he didn't have much time to wait for a reaction or response as another mech, wn autobot apparently, who he hadn't really seen before... approached their makeshift medibay asking for energon. He supposed he'd take care of it since Electra was busy with the more severe injuries and wasn't to be disturbed. He grabbed a couple of cubes of energon and offered them to the stranger. It wasn't much, but it was all they could spare. "Here, take this, it's all we can offer" He bitterly realised then, that these people had no resources to spare. He was here helping them for free and perhaps to win over a favour... and while he certainly didn't regret to be working with them on fixing their soldiers, the time was filed under wasted time, because he could have been pumping energon out of the well he'd previously found instead. But he shook his helm, not the main probl-. His thoughts were interrupted by an explosion. Not very loud, not very destructive but still an explosion. The mnemosurgeon turned his helm towards the sound to see Electra and another mech whose name he didn't know either, and who had just got an arm blown off for some reason unknown to him as well. He disliked it, not knowing so many different things was incredibly upsetting. Concerned, he approached the pair. "What the frag was that?..." he said, reaching down to pick the bot's arm from the ground.
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Post by RedOptics on Sept 3, 2017 16:56:53 GMT
Diamond sighed softly at Aqua's demand, looking up at Wheelspin and giving him a nod of approval. A crying sparkling wasn't going to help anyone at this point, so it would be better to numb the pain rather than make it worse. One thing that did surprise her was the fact that Whirl was actually making an effort around her, for once. Maybe if he continued down said path there would be a larger spark of trust, but right now she simply gave him a look before looking down at the item in his servo. That was... kind of adorable in her thoughts, and angled the little one in her arms to look at it. "Look Aqua, a toy truck!" She cooed, smiling for once. Skyspray (Aquahaze)WheelSpinWhirl
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2017 18:21:15 GMT
Okay, the Autobots coming here to regroup, nothing too wrong with that. Them staying here to heal their wounded, it made her a bit nervious but she could still just ignore them. But as soon as one of them started building their little fortress on her turf, she couldn't just let that go. This was her claim. The little guy wasn't too bad to live and let live, but having an entire Autobot operation on her doorstep was something else."Muncher, stay! Hold down the fort." said while packing her weapons into her subspace. "I'll be back soon."The cyberdog showed no signs of acknowledging Goldie, instead occupied with chewing down on a piece of metal."I'm sure I can take 'em." she said, making sure her guns were loaded, "A bunch of squishy medics and some screws-loose mechanics? No problem. The only bots worse in combat are comm operators."She stopped a sighed, looking off into the distance, which even the ferral animal seemed to know as the cue that she was gonna tell yet another story."Ruby and me was doing some business in New Crystal for one of the boss's friends. We had to protect their comm guy because the cons were wanting to recruit him. Kept sending him threats, it was our job to get 'em out of there." Goldie sighed in remeberance of her long lost colleague. No, Ruby was more than that, Ruby was her partner, her friend, her big sister.
"It was funny," she said with a genuine laugh, "The guy couldn't even hold an ion pistol and her was up against those Decepitcon recruiters. We had our work cut out for us didn't we?"Remembering Ruby made her rethink a bit. She imagined her saying that taking on an entire troop of Autobots by yourselves was an awful idea. Ahe stood for a moment an thought. Then her eyes landed on her chest of energon.
She was able to trek her way toward the bots without much incident. She approached what she assumed to be a small group of medics, stopping a good 50 meters away from them. The group would've seen a Mech with feminine detailing, carrying a small metal case with a handle in one hand. In the other she made it seem she was empty handed, when in fact she had her revolver ring ready and concealed just in case. A dark tinted visor covered her eyes.
"Hey!" Goldie addressed the group with her gruff yet distinctly femme voice. She wasn't sure how to start these types of "diplomatic" actions. That was always Ruby's job.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Sept 3, 2017 20:17:32 GMT
The sparkling wasn't all too happy with the attention he was getting from this mech, it was a little bit too much. He just wanted to be able to use his arm again, not all this. The mech didn't seem too threatening though, and Aqua relaxed a little. Things were said but said things went way over his head. He understood some words, just not all of them. There was something about being strong though, and he was very strong. His father had said so himself, so it had to be true. Therefore, Aqua nodded as an answer. That was until Whirl arrived. Aqua remembered Whirl, and he remembered that Whirl hadn't been nice at all the last time, but taken him away from his mother. This promptly made the sparkling get increasingly distressed by the second, trying to hide behind Diamond, even though he was completely exposed.
The toy truck did not catch his eye at the start, It was first when Diamond pointed it out that he saw it. Before that he had been focused on not being taken away again. Now that this had caught his interest, he carefully inspected it to see what it was. It looked strange, and it was small. He slowly reached out his servo towards it, reaching out to grab it. That was when an explosion went off nearby and a voice sounded. Aqua looked around to try and spot what made all the noise, but he saw nothing out of the ordinary. Weird. He shifted his attention back to the truck now, still trying to grab it, carefully watching Whirl and the other bots to see if it was okay to do so.
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Post by WheelSpin on Sept 3, 2017 21:42:27 GMT
Whirl earned a rather unimpressed look from WheelSpin. He hadn't used the 'high pitched baby talk' voice to speak with the sparkling and he wondered if Whirl had even been listening before he came over with the lecture. Since the one eyed bot wasn't his patient yet, he turned back to Aquahaze noticing how much more distressed he was becoming. In small part it might have been due to him, but in much greater it seemed to be thanks to Whirl. He opened his mouth to tell him to back off to give the sparkling some space, when Diamond used the opportunity with the truck to divert the little one's attention. In quick succession an explosion happened, and then another bot approached them. He heard this one call out to them but only glanced up enough to see whether the new arrival would become a threat, or just another neutral. He did look in the direction to where the explosion happened and shook his helm. This wasn't even a patient a few moments ago, and now he was without an arm? Since there wasn't a Decepticon around to blame it must have been something that bot, the Inventor, did himself. Since Goldie did not appear to be holding a weapon aimed at them either, his optics were back on the patient. He waited for him to focus back on Diamond, if only for a few moments, and used that opportunity to numb his arm. The tempered shot to it at just the right spot - closer to the shoulder, would have numbed the whole limb, all the way from his shoulder down to his digits. Just as quickly the nullray was gone, and his servo was back. He went on to work with the examination of the damaged joint. He checked the wiring and repaired the lining of some that had merely been strained and stressed after the damage was already done. Where the wiring had been torn and split, he began to fuse the ends back together so that the signals would easily travel back and forth, as before. There was a bent at one part of the joint, and this was easily forced straight. The socket had to be realigned, and with some pushing and twisting, the joint fell back into place. He cleaned it up again, making sure there was no residue anywhere around the damaged part, nor within it. There was a tear in the metal at the break, and this he carefully welded shut. Reaching into his subspace he brought out a buffer, straightening out the weld line so that it would not catch when the sparkling chose to move his limb around, nor grate where the weld would have otherwise been raised. It was similar to replacing a limb with a new one, except there was less cutting, and less fusing, and more damage. He was working at a fairly quick pace, but far from rushed, knowing full well that a joint was essential to the movement of an arm, and doing it badly would affect the sparkling's later use of it. he felt his digits along the area where the damaged had been, then made the arm move. Close, extend. The digits of one servo rested against the repaired part while he did so. Good, it did not feel as though there were any loose ends, there was no friction and the cabling and wiring had been repaired and fused where needed. The broken metal had been equally made whole again and once the effect of the null ray would wear off, the sparkling would be able to move it, without distress or pain. It would need a new coat of paint where the damage had been done, but that he could suggest after the other patients were taken care of as well. "As good as new." After pressing a smaller piece of metal against the arm and simply tying it to it, he moved back a little looking at Diamond. "I would suggest that until he gets his control back, the limb is kept immobilized. The plating needs to fully set, but other than that he should be fine. The damage was not too bad. It was a clean break, with not too much tearing. Should he feel any discomfort though, let me know. Alright?" He inquired and as before wiping his servos clean on a cloth that had been kept specifically for this reason. He used a different one to wipe the joint and the space slightly above and below it clean. After a moment more he reached into his subspace and from it bought something that glowed like energon, albeit in different form from the usual liquid. A treat. He held it out to Aquahaze. "That's.. for you."Skyspray (Aquahaze) Whirl RedOptics
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Post by Whirl on Sept 4, 2017 0:04:01 GMT
Whirl handed over the toy to @aquahaze for a little bit, into his still working arm. He kept talking as WheelSpin worked, "It don't really matter what ya turn into. What matters is dat you do what ya do. See, people say da Functionists chopped off my face cos I changed my job, but hell naw. Dey chopped off my face cos I was better at my new job."He knew that Aquahaze couldn't understand most of what he said, but he kept talking anyway. When Wheelspin held out the Energon, Whirl took the toy off Aquahaze again very carefully, but kept it in sight, so that the sparkling could take it back if he wanted to. "Now, Wheels," he looked at the mech, "How about dis leg?" He showed his leg that had been torn up by Thunder.
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Post by Vatimus Prime on Sept 4, 2017 16:53:12 GMT
Vatimus stared at Havoc's work... This wasn't at all what he wanted, this is too costly and will take too long to take down... And they're in a city! What's the point of making a building!? "You know what... Just take it down, put the resources back and start patrolling, unless you're a medic, get to work on medic-y stuff." Why'd he say Medic-y? Wow, this was making him brain-dead, he better back out now. Vatimus then heard some gruff femme, shout out to them. He turned to to sound of the noise and saw some femme shouting to them. She had some case in her left hand, something he wasn't willing to risk. He wasn't about to make the first shot though... As he started walking towards her, towering over her even at this distance, he signalled his main Autotrooper force in his shuttle with him to take some defensive positions behind him, no one held their weapons raised, not even Vatimus, who held his scatter blaster to his side at the moment in his right hand, and his shield in his left, also held to his side. Once he approached her, he started speaking, looking down at her from his fifteen feet height advantage, "What do you want?"( @goldieroulette Havoc )
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2017 22:59:56 GMT
As he got closer her insignia came into view. I wasn’t of any of the factions, and it looked only vaguely like the neutral symbol. Whether or not he recognized it as the Gearovese Family insignia was anyone’s guess. Goldie, in all her time with the family had kind of a sixth sense for detecting who held the cards and pulled the strings in any given group. She didn’t have to think too hard about it. It was the way he was able to assemble his entourage without a word that made it clear.
”So, I take it you’re the boss around here, right.” She said with a chuckle and unexpectedly friendly smile. She was not the least bit intimidated by his size, she’s whacked plenty of bots bigger than him before.
The chuckle was more of a response to the way the Autobots did things. You wouldn't ve ever seen a Don or even a Capo approach a stranger. That’s what his grunts were for. In addition to that, it was considered a sign of disrespect to approach the boss first unless you had really important business. This was especially true for a grunt like her with the reputation she had. To do it backwards like these clowns would’ve been a good way to get leaders bumped off.“It’s an honor sir, it really is." She said, her tone now conveying a sense of respect. "As far as what I want, well, I just want to give you and your troops here a little hand in getting yourself outta here."Bringing the case to about midway to her chest, she opened it in his direction. Inside were 7 clear bottles of energon stacked four on the bottom and three on the top. They had older Golden Age labeling on them, and were of a hue and luminance that suggested the contents were of high-quality processing. She held the opened case up and out to him to examine."Consider this a little going away present. You take this here energon, high quality, guaranteed. Fix up your troops, top yourselves off, whatever. And then you go away." Vatimus Prime
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Post by Whirl on Sept 4, 2017 23:53:31 GMT
Whirl looked at Goldie. Then he chuckled, and walked over to her, taking the Energon off her. Then he threw it to Vatimus to catch. They needed Energon, and a place to set up camp. And somebody had to do the dirty work.
"Tanks," he told her, "Now we can defend dis place an' your friends from da Decepticons," he patted her on the back, "Yeah, I know you offered us da Energon to make us go away, but dis is what is known as a 'trust issue'." He made quote marks with his claws.
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Post by Thunder on Sept 5, 2017 1:11:36 GMT
With those energon cubes he was offered, he looked to the surrounding area and all the Autobots in need of repair and only took two. "Thanks, these should get me to the next town to scavenge." He gave Influx a nod and a light smile. Drinking the first energon cube quickly, his energy levels hit the stable operating mark. He could move without going into stasis lock for now. Currently he had that cube Havoc threw to him, and the other cube Influx handed him. He'd need to conserve these two remaining cubes, try not to get into any fights for now. Thunder would then begin walking away before looking to Vatimus, the mono-eye guy he shot, and some new person discussing a trade of sorts to leave. With a quick glance they didn't have a badge...a neutral? Thunder would stand away from them, but just far enough away to listen in on what the trio were talking about. Vatimus Prime Whirl @goldieroulette
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Post by Blue Flare on Sept 5, 2017 4:06:48 GMT
A second ship, slightly larger than an escape pod, was spiraling downwards to the Cybertronian surface, specifically to Iacon. The purple Decepticon Symbol glowed brightly on the side, but inside was an ally of the Autobots. A Predacon, barely larger than a two wheeler, shoved inside the seat desighned for Vehicons. Her wings were tucked awkwardly behind her, and her talons fixed on the wheel of the ship. Her name was Blue Flare. Recently, she had gone on a mission with her battle unit of seven, in order to hunt down Decepticons and Energon in a distant corner of the Galaxy. But she was returning Solo, on a stolen Vehicon ship.
She sat scrunched up in the seat. Her three-fingered talons grasping the rims of the wheel for her live. Dried Energon from recent wounds layered her metal plates. Blue's Optic's were wide open as she stared from the screen to the glass surrounding her. Flames streaked up around the ship as she entered the atmosphere, smoke streaming form one of the Engines that had been damaged in a fire-fight. The ground approached faster and faster, and she quickly turned the ship to avoid the crash. Yet, she could see the ground still approaching at an angle. Distant silhouettes of decimated buildings rose in the distance. Iacon? What's left of it... She lowered her head respectfully for her lost home, and any lost comrades inhabiting it.
SCREEEEEEEECH
A sudden sound brought her back to her senses. The ship had landed at an angle, tilting as the momentum from the fall carried it across the Barren Metal landscape. It was rapidly approaching one of the wrecked buildings.
"SCRAP!" Blue Flare yelled, uselessly attempting to turn the ship away with the wheel. It hit the building, which launched it into a series of tumbles. At last, the ship rolled to the stop at the base of a half-burned Skyscraper. It's inhabitant groaned, suspended from the seat of the Ship by her wings, struggling to free her limbs, she fell down to what use to be the ceiling of the fighter- now upside down. With a couple of whizzes, she had regained her Predacon mode, and was now viciously slamming the hatch of the Vehicon Ship.
Brainless- Half-sparked-Glitchy- Con-Tech! FINNALLY The hatch exploded from her talons, freeing her from the Ship's grasp.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2017 6:03:13 GMT
Scatterbeam had been searching the area for energon for a while now. She had two autotrooper companions that were assisting in carrying the load and in general keeping her company. Right now they had about 9 good-sized bottles of energon that were acquired from crashed and abandoned autobot shuttles. How did she find them all so fast? That was the trick, she sent out a low frequency blip across the landscape that would be received by any shuttles nearby. It would simply then be relied back to her. She could triangulate their positions using bases coordinates as a point of reference.
She was on her way back to base camp in vechical mode when she saw the ship.
"Hold here," She said, signaling her group to stop. She transformed and deployed her ante, trying to detected any signals from the ship. It was a basic Decepticon malfunction distress call.
"Decepticon," she informed her group. The two transformed and stood behind her. "Should be landing close by us. We can cut them off before they reach the main group. Take a defensive position."
The troopers nodded and took positions behind the ruined walls of what used to be buildings and remained their until it finally crashed no more than 50 meters away. She signaled the group to ready their weapons. They waited for a while in silence. Scratching and scraping could be heard from inside. Cautiously they all approached the ship, closing in on it from all sides. Then the voice came from inside as well, cursing the "Deception tech" as they put it. The group all looked at each other in confusion until the Predicon bursted through the doors. They were no less confused and still too much in shock to fire. Scatterbeam, with her weapon still raised, addressed the stranger,
"And who might you be?"
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Post by Blue Flare on Sept 5, 2017 15:05:05 GMT
Blue Flare gazed around for a moment, scratching her horns. Dazed, she glared around until she heard the voice addressing her. She turned to find yet another Autobot aiming their weapon at her. She let out a small screech of shock before quickly transforming back into her humanoid mode. She placed her hands on her hips and flared her wings. "My name is Blue Flare." She shifted her forearm forward, tapping the silver symbol etched into it. "the Autobot, of course." She dropped her hands staring Scatterbeam in the optics. "And who in the Stars would you be? And what happened to Iacon?" @rollerjade
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2017 0:26:00 GMT
"Oh, my apologies." Scatterbeam said lowering the weapon, and her autotroopers did the same. "Sorry about the rude introduction, based off of your choice of transport I was expecting a Vechicon." Scatterbeam made a point also to expose her Autobot insignia on her left arm. She approached closer to offer Blue Flare help out of the ship if she needed it.
"Desinganation Scatterbeam at your service. As far as what happened to Iacon, I'm not sure what you might be refering to. On the one hand energon is flowing through the planet again to heal up some of its battle scars, but on the other we might have accidentally crashed our ship into it."
She pulled out a small bottle of energon, one from her personal supply, and held it out in offer to Blue Flare with a friendly smile."I was gathering supplies out here for the others that were aboard the Regenesis. If you would like you can come back with me to base camp. We have medics if you need repairs or if you don't I'm sure Prime could find somewhere to put you or something to do."
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Post by Blue Flare on Sept 6, 2017 2:33:59 GMT
Blue Flare took her hand, freeing her leg from the wreckage and stepping up next to her. "No apologies necessary, Comrade. Had I been in your place, I would have reacted similarly. " She gazed down at the Energon bottle being offered to her, raising the palm of her talon. "I thank you for the Energon, but I assure you- I've already had my fill. And you said you were scouting for supplies? I may have something of interest to you." She flashed a grin at Scatterbeam, moving towards the back of the ship. She tapped her claws around it several times before slashing through the metal. Blue Flare clawed through the thin metal, revealing it's contents; 10 glowing blue cubes, stashed to the back of the cargo bay. " Stolen from a Decepticon mining operation. My group usually had of-world missions, of scouting Energon and hunting Decepticons. We detected both signals in a distant, deserted planet- a few solar systems from here. Anyways, upon arrival, we noticed we were vastly outnumbered by Vehicon troopers. But we held our ground, and the members of my battle unit perished in a series of fire-fights. I was the last one, and I knew I had to get off the planet if I had any hope of surviving, or calling for backup. So, upon the planet's nightfall, I snuck into the Decepticon's docking bay. " She begun to unload the cubes from the rear of the ship, placing them on the ground near her feet. "I managed to steal a half-stocked ship and leave quickly. But the ship took some damage in a galactic firefight. I had to use up about a third of the original cubes to keep the ship-and myself- going." She turned to look back at her fellow Autobots, and Iacon. "I have been off-world quite some time. The last time I was here, Iacon was a thriving city and Stronghold." She scrunched up a piece of metal stuck in her hand. " Not this barren landscape." @rollerjade
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Post by Electra on Sept 6, 2017 11:21:06 GMT
Electra glanced up at Correlator from her spot on a supply crate. She had taken the opportunity to sit down for a moment, amidst the chaos. Her face lit up when informed that, at the very least, the ship's lighting had been handled. "That's good news." She smiled softly. She pushed off the crate with her servos and hopping onto the ground. Her short stature meant that her pedes couldn't even touch the ground when sitting. She wiped her hands idly, even though they were already clean, until Correlator continued speaking.She could only stare at the crude device he had presented her, her face betraying her sense of doubt. She couldn't help but be wary of an inventor, especially one who had whipped out an unknown device. A limb regenerator... She may not have been an inventor or engineer such as Correlator, but that didn't sound very plausible. Wait, demonstration? She seemed to jolt at the mere mention of a demonstration, alarm displayed openly in her features. Her visor flickered for just a moment, and she shook her helm as well as making a swiping motion with her arms. She didn't have enough time to convey her disagreement in words. Oh, Primus, he pressed a button. What is the button supposed to do? What will the button actually do? Questions raced through her processor, and she found herself taking a cautious step back. She threw her arms up in front of her when the device made a POP sound. She winced when he unceremoniously hit the device, and was only partly surprised when the invention ended up exploding. That was how these things usually went. When the shower of sparks cleared, she gasped upon seeing his arm missing. But there it was on the ground. She had to give it to him; it was a rather clean cut."Correlator! Are you okay?" She asked frantically, crossing the distance between them and inspecting his shoulder joint. She pressed the side of her visor and scanned his shoulder joint. She took Correlator's arm back from Influx without even thinking, scanning the appendage as well. He had managed to blow it off at the joint, so it was pretty much intact, just not attached anymore. She started fussing over him, ushering him to sit down and stay still while she performed repairs. She fused the wires in his arm to the ones on his shoulder, attempting to 'click' the limb back into the joint. It wasn't exactly an easy feat, considering he was larger than her and she had to hold his arm up with both hands.
She only now noticed Influx properly and she waved him over. "I'm sorry, but could you assist me?" She asked, struggling to push up his arm. "Correlator, I know you were trying to help," she began to chastise him, injecting a numbing agent into his shoulder, "but you shouldn't test out potentially dangerous devices on yourself!" She didn't think she would have to explain this concept.
She didn't even notice the neutral who had barged into the medbay area, as it were.
(( The Inventor, influx ))
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