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[action_rad]

It's all done. We've done what's needed. It works as it's supposed to. Thanks to Lissar, Ironhide, Cheetor, Hoist and Grapple. Now what we need is a lot of luck. It would be too much to hope for that Nemesis Breaker hasn't reached them yet; that he's still too far away. After all, Unicron might just intervene enough to vector jump Nemesis Breaker

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Back Home.

[action_rad]

Everyone's back on Earth, and for the most part, everyone's pretty fine.

Well. Ironhide isn't. And Bob is... Well. Something happened to him.

And the spacebridge seems to have shut off from the energy discharge.

Better that than it exploding on them all.

"Okay. Head count. Who's present? I'm present. And Lionizer is too."

Re: Back Home.

[fastcatbot]

Cheetor takes a moment from gaping at Ironhide to say a quiet, "Uh, present."

Re: Back Home.

[not_toothfairy]

Aw, rivets, Ratchet's gonna have him wearing pink bunny decals in public for a week for making him handle that kind of damage-

"Present," says Ironhide, and makes an effort to settle himself against a supporting girder. Lissar does not need to see him swaying with the effort of keeping his legs in line.

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[lissla_lissar]

Funny thing, that. She can tell anyway. Lissar's intake of breath is horrified, and she's hitting the speed-dial for Ratchet instantly. Rather than joining in the head-count she is rather hysterically informing the medic that he is needed Right Now.

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[mend_and_defend]

The blue bot bringing up the rear doesn't look damaged.... unless you count the little green sparks flickering across its body as it staggers off of the spacebridge.

"I don't feel so good," says Bob weakly before crumpling into a heap on the ground.

Re: Back Home.

[autocommander]

The alert is heard, and Ratchet comes pounding into the receiving bay, Optimus Prime on his heels. Ratchet mutters something, then says, "Lie down, Ironhide! I don't want to have to replace both your leg struts again!" As Optimus goes to help Ironhide settle down, the Autobot medic turns to Bob.

After straightening him out, Ratchet turns his full sensors on the temporary form. If he had lungs, he'd suck in a lungful right now.

"Optimus! He's disassociating - his integrity with the body is coming undone. We're going to lose him unless we get him out and back where he came from!"

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[action_rad]

Rad's uni-eye-thing widens.

"By Primus!"

Dot is going to slag all of them if Bob dies.

And he can't speed Bob back to Autobase simply because he has no alt mode. Not that Bob would fit, given that Rad's body is too small even with an alt mode.

Dammit why did he have to be so enthusiastic about the nucleon?

"Bob! Can you hear us?"

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[fastcatbot]

Being small has never bothered Cheetor so much. He can't lift Bob to get him to safety!

So he stares worriedly at him and says, "Yeah, don't worry, we'll-- we'll getcha back...." (Well, he sneaks a glance or two at Optimus Prime. Hopefully they can meet up later and not have to discuss Bob's untimely demise.)

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[mend_and_defend]

The blue bot doesn't respond. The flickering is getting worse, but the body itself hasn't moved a micron.

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[autocommander]

Ratchet is already cracking Bob's carapace, revealing the spark chamber within. The sphere is shimmering, flickering and shifting. "I've never seen this before, Prime. I don't know what to do."

There's a brief moment, and then Optimus says, "That's all right, Ironhide. I do." He reaches down and takes up the spark that is Bob in both hands, then turns towards the outside door. A panel slides open in his chest, and the spark of Bob is nestled in there, against Optimus Prime's.

And then he's running, and in mid-step transforming into his alternate mode; the sound of his horns announcing his passage echoing as the doors slam open, letting him out of the Special Project Zone, heading for the door to Milliways, hoping he makes it in time.

Ratchet watches this, then shrugs and looks at Ironhide. "Brought a flatbed, just in case. We'll get you on it, then the rest of you climb on and we'll head on back."

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[not_toothfairy]

"I've had worse," Ironhide mutters- but he'll take the flatbed ride regardless. That thing had seriously reinforced alloys and he isn't liking this at all.

"Lissar?" he says as he props himself up as far as Ratchet will allow, in preparation to get on the flatbed. "It's not as bad as it looks..."

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[lissla_lissar]

Lissar looks back at him and says quietly, "Good. Because were it so bad as it looks I would be bereft. I shall ride with you."

That's not a question. As soon as Ironhide is settled on the flatbed Lissar scrambles up next to his head. She's not hysterical anymore, and she's not weeping, but the skin around her eyes is tight with worry.

Re: Back Home.

[action_rad]

Rad, having watched the fight from several metres away out there in space, is this close to saying, "Like hell it's not that bad".

But seeing those cannons in real action has shut him up. Also, Lissar doesn't need more excuse to worry.

Silently he climbs up onto the flatbed, hoping Optimus managed to get Bob to safety in time and wondering how in Primus' name he'd ever restore his damaged transformation circuitry and restore his alt mode.

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[fastcatbot]

"That was some ultra-gear fight," Cheetor calls to Ironhide as he gets into the flatbed - which totally means 'I'm happy you survived' and 'good luck with your repairs' as well. If you're Cheetor.

"See you back at the bar - beast mode!" The catbot becomes a cat. His paws have barely touched the ground before he's sprinting at full speed after Optimus Prime.

Nothing personal, Ironhide. But you did say you were fine, which gives Cheetor free license to indulge in his curiosity about Bob.