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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 7, 2015 22:08:24 GMT
Hotwire is shaking. To her own surprise, she hugs Feenix back tightly.
"My processor hurts... it's been hurting ever since I got dragged in here, and it keeps getting worse... I keep feeling like I'm trying to remember something... like this is all familiar."
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Feb 7, 2015 22:12:47 GMT
"Is there anything I can do to help you? Please."
*Feenix coos softly, using the same coo as a mother would to a sparkling.*
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 7, 2015 22:18:50 GMT
"There's a spy, isn't there? There's always a spy, and now Shockers is gonna paint his lab with my Energon..."
Hotwire groans painfully.
"You... you said your kid... could look in my head or somthing..."
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Feb 7, 2015 22:21:43 GMT
"I eat spies for breakfast."
*She gives a chuckle at her joke. She then goes back to serious.*
"My grandson yes. Child Genius and I swear he could give the one eyed freak a run for his money."
(( gtg now. Night ))
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 7, 2015 23:09:01 GMT
Hotwire couldn't bring herself to believe that there were no spies in the base. Feenix had done a really snazzy job of forcing her to rely on the Autobots, because if she didn't, Shockwave was going to paint his lab walls with her guts.
And Feenix actually believed she would get Gearchange back? Hotwire would have laughed, if her head didn't hurt so badly right now.
"He can look in my head... if he likes..."
She felt as if her cooler had broken down and her head was overheating.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Feb 8, 2015 15:27:57 GMT
"Alright then. I'll take you to the medbay and call him over. He and Chiro will do the job."
*She gets up and offers Hotwire a hand to get up.*
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Post by Breech Loader on Feb 8, 2015 15:38:25 GMT
Hotwire takes Feenixfire's hand - although there is still a hesitation - and stands, clutching her burning head.
"Thankyou... I think."
They head to the Med-Bay.
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