mbv and the Nexus. VT, Near the Sign, and the /Ark/. Another Exile, and Repairs
Sean: *traces a virus back to its place of origin, researches more, and then blows the virus creator's computer all to slag*
Blaster: *was watching all this* :o
Sean: *looks up at Blaster* Like that?
Blaster: .... *just a bit speechless at the moment*
Sean: *worried frown for his teacher*
Blaster: ....That... was epic.
Sean: *brows up* Really?
Blaster: *grinning* Serves the jerk right for trying to mess up other people's computers.
Sean: *big grin, and then sends Skylar a databurst of what he did*
Skylar: *amused, congratulates Sean*
Sean: *very happy young Seeker* Should we tell the Dean that the lab computers are okay now, Uncle Blaster?
Blaster: Yeah. *grin*
Sean: *looks at the one he's sitting in front of* The program we put on them isn't going to be making wisecracks or anything, is it?
Blaster: Naw. Even Tea and I know better than to do that sort of thing....
Sean: Okay, good. *grin* *then takes out his cell phone and calls the Dean to tell him that the computer lab can open at the usual time in the morning and doesn't need to be closed all day as the man had been planning*
Dean: *appreciative and thankful that things can continue as normal*
Sean: *then hesitantly asks that, since he and his uncle hadn't even worked for a full hour, if they couldn't just charge a set fee instead of the hourly one that had been offered*
Dean: *agreeable to that*
Sean: *grins and gives the phone to Blaster so that he can talk business, then turns his attention to finding 'Meteor Blasters' and playing a game before class*
Nexus
Raoul: *one of two selected to carry home Lisa's shopping for her. Is currently busy trying to kick Dallas on the butt*
Dallas: *trying to dodge the boot to the butt and avoid dropping Lisa's groceries* Ack! Hey!
Raoul: *laughs and tries again, but then pauses with his foot up and sniffs* Oh slag. Hey, Lisa?
Lisa: *leans around the stack of boxes she's carrying* Is something wrong, Raoul?
Raoul: *puts foot down* Smell the air.
Lisa: *frowns and does so, and then she's boggling* Oh no.... *boxes handed to Dallas, and then she's hurrying towards the source, and calling Bea*
Raoul: *sees something big and yellow a little distance away, its head turning as it searches* Leees! There's a Ratchet! *looks at his packages, and then pings home*
Tracks: *appears, and then acks as his arms are filled with Raoul's parcels and the boy races off after Lisa*
Dallas: Sorry... *offloads the parcels and hurries after Lisa and Raoul*
hsvRatchet: *trying to locate the source of the spilled energon and mech fluid, frowning muchly as he does so*
Cragbuster: *issa clingy cling on Daddy's back. Refused to let go even for Mama this time*
Raoul: *quick stop and a turn as he passes a little arm of the park that sticks out into the paved area* Lisa, you in there? *can smell the odour much more strongly now*
Lisa: Er... *boggling at the big, yellow Ratchet*
Raoul: *darts past her, his movement marked by rustling in the undergrowth. But then the rustling stops*
hsvRatchet: *moving to approach, scanning for possible threats*
Cragbuster: *hamming it up and yappin' at Lisa*
Raoul: ...I found him. *terse and dismayed* Doesn't energon usually turn pink after you guys get it into your systems?
hsvRatchet: Usually, yes... *moving to see who Raoul found*
Raoul: *standing and staring at a battered and dented red mech who wears a broken set of bull horns on his cracked helm. The bot looks like he's fallen from quite some distance, though not enough of one that his falling made any noticeable crater* *uncertainly* Is it a red Bumblebee?
hsvRatchet: *quietly* I don't think so.... *notices that the puddle the damaged mech is laying in is blue*
Raoul: ...Cliffjumper. Hey, he's on his face. And... I don't hear anythin' running. *on the edge of the fluid puddle, dares not go closer*
hsvRatchet: *scanning Cliffjumper, has a bad feeling about this*
Cliffjumper: *spark chamber shattered and empty as he lays there crumpled on his face, but still showing very very faint vital signs*
hsvRatchet: *to Raoul* Can you get Cragbuster?
Raoul: *instantly and without thinking holds his arms up and clicks*
Cragbuster: Oo? *climbs down off of Daddy's back and scoots to see this person who talks like him!*
hsvRatchet: *moving to try and close off the bleeding lines and apply a shock to the mech's spark chamber after carefully turning him over*
Raoul: *absently produces lavender energon loaf from his pocket and offers it to the sparklet, still clicking. Also offers snuggles despite the baby being nearly as big as he is* *winces as he sees Cliffjumper's body buck* Lisa? Where'd you go? Dallas?
Dallas: *talking quietly to Lisa, and trying not to look ill*
Lisa: *pale and wibbly*
Raoul: *seriously* You did it again.
Lisa: *quietly* I.... *just got weak knees... and had to be picked up by Dallas*
Dallas: I'll get her to Rodney....
Bumblebee: *appears then, Tracks beside her. Quickly limps over to offer assistance to Ratchet*
Tracks: *sees Lisa and hurries over* What the deuce is going on?
Lisa: *quietly* It happened again, Tracks.... *wibbles*
Tracks: *concerned, will glance over toward Ratchet, admonish Raoul to be careful, and then accompany Dallas and Lisa back to the Ark*
hsvRatchet: *trying to get Cliffjumper's spark going again, rumbling subsonically*
Bumblebee: *hauls out materials and starts cobbling the shattered spark compartment back together* *mouthplate moving and optics bright with alarm and dismay*
Raoul: *absently* That's my finger, kid.
Cragbuster: *innocent clicks*
Raoul: *kisses him on the head and digs around for anything else that might be good for little bots. Finds some change and offers it*
Cragbuster: *squeeeeee!*
Bumblebee: *startles and glances toward the sound, but then looks up at Ratchet and shows him a spot on the spark compartment that needs a touch with one of his fusion tools*
hsvRatchet: *works on that and prays silently*
Bumblebee: *yanks out a roll of cheap circuit by the sheet tape and starts applying it, then sits back and looks expectantly to Ratchet. She's done what she can for the spark chamber*
hsvRatchet: *applies shock therapy*
Cliffjumper: *bucks again, then shudders and groans. Nothing shows yet in his chest*
hsvRatchet: *scanning!*
Bumblebee: *quietly* Ratchet?
hsvRatchet: *quietly* He's reacting like he's coming back, but there's no spark..... *this puzzles him*
Bumblebee: *moves her mouthplate and shivers slightly* Try again?
hsvRatchet: *small nod, is going to do so, and continue to monitor Cliffjumper*
Cliffjumper: *spark suddenly flashes into sight, and as he died fighting, so too does he return to life*
Bumblebee: *throws herself away from the furiously growling mech, her intent to protect Raoul and Cragbuster*
Raoul: *GONE with babby!*
hsvRatchet: *quick to restrain the mech* Stand down!
Cliffjumper: *snarls and struggles, though he's in no shape to be moving so much*
hsvRatchet: I said stand down. *working on disabling motor controls so he can finish repairs*
Bumblebee: *hits from the back with a sedation tab*
Cliffjumper: 0_0 *limp*
Bumblebee: *curled up in a ball of ow*
hsvRatchet: *soft clicks, moves to check on Bumblebee*
Bumblebee: *wrenched things that don't move so well anymore, and even managed to rip one healed scar apart* *is crying softly*
hsvRatchet: *gently trying to help ease Bumblebee's pain, clicking softly all the while*
Bumblebee: I... I'm okay. I'm okay. Help... Cliff...
hsvRatchet: *small frown* *quietly* Alright... *returns his attention to repairing Cliffjumper* *isn't pleased with how banged up and worn out Bumblebee is*
Joe: *appears then, bigJack standing at his shoulder. Sees mate and hurries over to gently gather her up and hold her close* Shhhh. Shhhh. I'm here, Bea. I'm here.
bigJack: *wince wince, worry frown at the pair, but then comes over to Ratchet* Anything I can do to help, uh... your eyesoreness?
hsvRatchet: *to bigJack, as he works* Do you know anything about field repair?
bigJack: Enough to keep myself run... *optics widen as he sees the construction of the mech on the ground*
hsvRatchet: *quick glance at bigJack, brow ridges up* He's the same tech as you are....
bigJack: I see that. Looks like he's ben mauled by a Decepticon, though. *deep frown*
Cliffjumper: *coordinates show all the marks of an Exile*
bigJack: *has his PINpoint out and is frowning at the screen* ...I think I've heard of this guy.
hsvRatchet: *sigh* Well, he can't go back to where he came from... Raoul said his name is Cliffjumper....
bigJack: *gruffly* Starscream gutted him, and then stuffed him full of dark energon. His own partner had to kill him the second time.
hsvRatchet: ... *see? Even someone this ugly can cringe*
bigJack: She was still packing the hurt around when I stopped by the Earth base. *puts his PINpoint away, his scarred face still holding that frown*
hsvRatchet: *small nod* *quietly* Will he be safe where you live?
bigJack: *mouth twitches upward slightly on one corner. Crooks a thumb toward Joe* I live with his bunch.
hsvRatchet: *soft 'heh'* Then he'll be safe....
bigJack: Yeah. We had an attack the other day, but nothing got near the base.
Joe: *looks over* *quietly* We've got someone who's been missing a Cliffjumper.
hsvRatchet: *attention going to Joe* Oh?
Joe: *nods, his optics meeting those of the yellow medic* The one native to the reality where we live was crèche brother to the local Bumblebee.
hsvRatchet: *quietly* Then we should get him settled.... And I need to retrieve my son.
bigJack: *sudden grin* Good luck with that. Raoul brought him to the crèche.
Joe: *soft grunt as he gets up, his mate held gently in his arms*
hsvRatchet: ... *will lift Cliffjumper once he's certain the mech isn't bleeding from anywhere else*
bigJack: *soberly* That reality sure seems to bring in strays.
Joe: *quietly* No. Lisa does.
hsvRatchet: Let's get going then....
Joe: Yes, sir. *looks to bigJack*
bigJack: *PINpoint out* At least he won't have to change his name.
hsvRatchet: *raised brow ridge* I take it you're familiar with having to do that?
bigJack: *slight smirk* I'm BJ, he's Joe. She's Bea.
hsvRatchet: Ah.....
Joe: *glances up from his mate* Joe Convoy.
hsvRatchet: ... *very soft chuckle. Has heard of the episode... and listened to it on a whim one day*
Joe: And Bea's really just her nickname.
bigJack: *PINpoints everybody to the medward just then*
Joe: *>_o as they appear* Thanks, BJ.
hsvRatchet: *also a bit >_o* *will move to get Cliffjumper hooked up to monitoring equipment.... and activate his holoform* Where did Raoul take Cragbuster?
Kia: *comes in to see who's arrived* Oh, how serendipitous! *then sees the red mech and gasps softly* No no, don't leave him out here. Bring him to one of the private rooms, back here. *will lead the way*
hsvRatchet: *raised brow, but will move to follow Kia*
Kia: *brings him to the last room along the hall, which contains a bed big enough to make Cliffjumper look small and forlorn once he's laid in it, then starts rolling over the life support and monitoring machines*
hsvRatchet: *helping with that* *quietly* He's an Exile....
Kia: I suspected as much. *cocks an eye at the red mech as she connects the spark support machine* Cliffjumper, unless I'm mistaken.
hsvRatchet: *nods* His spark was out when he was found....
Kia: *accepts this with a nod, with no more reaction that if Ratchet had commented that the patient wore an interesting shade of paint*
hsvRatchet: *quietly* Is Rachel in?
Kia: That is why I hailed your arrival so welcomingly. *voice quiet and holding some concern*
hsvRatchet: *raised brow ridge* Is she hurt?
Kia: She was struck last night by a patient, and hurled headfirst into a wall with quite a bit of force. Dr. Anderson and myself decided to seek you out for assistance, as her entire optical lens array was shattered by the impact.
hsvRatchet: *wince* Where is she, so I can see the extent of the damage?
Kia: *gives Cliffjumper's monitors a last check, and then turns toward the door* Please follow me.
hsvRatchet: *moves to do so*
Kia: *leads the yellow medic out of the room, pauses to look through the lower window of the room next to it and quickly scan the sleeping femme within, and then makes her way toward the rooms for smaller patients. In the one closest to the main med ward Ratchet is sleeping peacefully despite a neck brace and a sparklet sprawled across her* *apologetically as she looks up at Ratchet, who she knows is already ducking to walk in the hall* You may have to employ your holomatter transmitter in order to scan her properly.
hsvRatchet: It may be easier if I am in alt-mode while I do so...
Kia: There is sufficient space for you to park in the main ward. *nods to the human woman inside the room*
hsvRatchet: *moving carefully to get back into the main ward before he's folding down to alt mode*
holohsvRatchet: *moves to enter the room Ratchet is in*
Kia: *quietly explaining the theory of the Multiverse to Laura as he comes in*
Laura: *looking just a bit brain-broken now*
hhsvRatchet: *polite nod for Laura, will scan Ratchet... and Wheeljack, since the mech's snuggled close to the femme* *raised brow at what he's picked up about this reality's Wheeljack*
Kia: *softly* ...And so thus I introduce you to Ratchet. As he appears in our sister reality.
Missy: *unshutters one optic and gives hhsvRatchet a mild bitty stink eye*
holohsvRatchet: *soft clicks for Missy*
Laura: *slight nod for hhsvRatchet*
Missy: *frowny frown. Is a cranky bitty since she realized something's wrong with BOTH Mama and Daddy right now*
Kia: *will excuse herself to hhsvRatchet and scoop the sparklet up. Gets a couple steps away and then gasps and asks for help as Missy's silent struggling nearly makes her drop the little one*
Laura: *carefully getting up so as not to upset Sandra, will come over and help Kia with Missy* *soothingly* Everything's going to be okay, Missy....
hhsvRatchet: I can repair the lenses and her optics... Are materials available here?
Kia: *hands the little one over, her eyes wide. Then puts a hand to her chest and breaths deeply for a moment before looking up at Ratchet* Dr. Anderson has gone to procure the needed lenses and housings.
hhsvRatchet: *chuckles* I remember him....
Ratchet: *frowns slightly and makes a soft sound* Missy?
hhsvRatchet: *soothingly* Your daughter is alright, Rachel.
Wheeljack: *snuggles*
Ratchet: *brows raise* Ratchet? What... 're you doing here? *slight snerk* Russ overdid it again. M'high.
hhsvRatchet: I came to get my son back... after bringing an Exile here....
Ratchet: Son back? *frown. Then perks slightly* I hear Sandy?
hhsvRatchet: Raoul brought him to the crèche while I was working on the Exile... *glances over to the bed Laura was occupying, soft chuckle*
Laura: *from where she's baby dancing with Missy* I woke up earlier with Sandy using me as a pillow, and Ryan at the foot of the bed....
Ratchet: *concern* Bad dream again?
Laura: That's what Ryan said it was....
Ratchet: Awww. Yeah, she dreams she needs to protect me and Jack, and if we aren't there, or in the next room, when she wakes up it bugs her. *dozes for a bit, but then* What time is it?
Laura: *tells her* It's breakfast time....
Ratchet: Six. *frowns and thumps mate in the side* Jack. Hey, Jack. Pill time. Jack. *thump*
Wheeljack: *soft snort, bleary blinking*
Ratchet: *thump thump thump*
Missy: *stopped fussing and is now grinning and watching Mama and Daddy*
Wheeljack: *squirms* 'M 'wake....
Ratchet: Pill. Ouch. *soft whine and a shudder*
Wheeljack: *gonna try sitting up now*
hhsvRatchet: *moving to help the couple* Easy.....
Kia: *returns with a large disk that will probably seem familiar to hhsvRatchet but for its blue colouring* Here is Wheeljack's supplement.
hhsvRatchet: *raised brow when he sees the disk*
Wheeljack: *chuckles and leans against his mate for a moment* *quietly* Thanks, Kia....
Kia: *smiles and comes over to give the disk to the former engineer* You are quite welcome, Wheeljack. Ah, and Merlin wishes you a good morning and to remind you that you are not allowed out of bed today. *then looks with concern at Ratchet before gently touching the white femme's cheek with her hand*
Wheeljack: *small nod, focuses on eating*
Russell: *coming down the hall* ... Kia, why is there a search and rescue vehicle in the med ward?
Kia: *looks over toward the door. Mildly and very Percepterishly* You did wish for a Ratchet to do the installation.
Russell: ...I did.... *not all the way awake, but he did at least get everything needed to repair Ratchet's lenses and arrays*
Kia: *nods toward the red-haired Hugh Laurie clone standing by the bed and watching Wheeljack eat his medicine*
Missy: *big sigh as her tank gurgles*
Russell: *nods and moves to set the materials where hhsvRatchet will be able to reach them* *will then move to offer Missy a lavender-scented energon cookie*
Missy: *gives him the tired and sad look of a baby whose world isn't right*
Kia: *softly* Judge Hoffman, would you care to accompany me to the mess for breakfast? *moves to very carefully try and scoop Sandra into her arms*
Laura: Alright....
Wheeljack: *soft clicks for Missy*
Russell: *gently smooths Missy's hair and clicks softly*
Kia: *tentatively lifting the Sandra...*
Sandra: *squirms and snuggles*
Kia: *softly, as she carries the little girl out of the room* Would you like some herring for breakfast, Sandra?
Sandra: *sleepily* Rollmops?
Kia: Yes. Nice fresh ones. Mrs. Jones is in the kitchen this morning!
Sandra: *happy little smile, snuggles Aunty*
Missy: *looks up at Laura sadly, and then points. She knows that the grownups want the kids out now*
Laura: *gentle backrub for Missy* We'll be coming back after breakfast, Missy....
Missy: *presses bitty lips together just like her mama does*
Laura: *quiet humming as she moves to bring Missy out of the room*
Ratchet: *gently elbows mate* Sport... go eat on the other bed. Being bumped hurts.
Wheeljack: Okay.... *small frown*
hhsvRatchet: *moves to transfer Wheeljack over to the empty bed before returning to Ratchet's side* Would it be easier on your systems to use a sedation tab or to put you into stasis manually?
Ratchet: Manually. I'm tab resistant. Crazy firewalls. Right, Russ?
Russell: Unfortunately, yes.
hhsvRatchet: Ah... Alright then... *will proceed to do that*
Ratchet: *sighs and fades offline*
hhsvRatchet: *sets to work with Russell's help*
Kia: *soon returns after leaving Sandra with Sora, Laura, and the crèche guardians and after checking on the other patients* *quietly* Russell, the Locust is awake.
Russell: *lips thin* How is she acting?
Kia: She's on her feet, studying her surroundings and in particular the large ragSeeker doll that was left in her room. She appears to expect it to move. However, this has not prevented her from picking it up.
Russell: Does it seem like the programming work Blaster did has taken hold?
Kia: *quietly* The doll wears Autobadges on its wings.
Russell: .... *small smile*
Kia: *smiles as well, but then sobers* The newest patient's systems were showing some stress, so I covered him with a heated tarp for comfort.
Russell: *puzzled* New patient?
Kia: Yes, our visiting Ratchet brought in yet another large Exile. This one is a Cliffjumper of the same make as our larger Wheeljack.
hhsvRatchet: *still working on repairing Ratchet's optics* Miss Lisa seemed quite upset....
Kia: *quietly* Lisa has found nearly all of our Exiles. Every one of them, save perhaps for Joe and Bea, were in severe need of repair when they arrived.
hhsvRatchet: .... *small frown as he installs another lens*
Russell: *quietly* Each time, it upsets her, because she doesn't like the idea of anyone hurting....
Kia: *nods* Thankfully, it was the Chief who found Soli's first mother.
hhsvRatchet: Soli's first mother? *still working, and double-checking measurements*
Kia: Yes. A female version of Patrick himself. *face serious as she goes over to gently push Wheeljack over and cover him with blankets*
hhsvRatchet: ... *very soft snerk* Sorry.... I know who Patrick is an alternate of in my reality.... And the thought of a female version.... I can just picture the reaction that news would have...
Wheeljack: *groggy clicks, curls up under the blankets*
Kia: *as she gently rubs Wheeljack's back* Have you not met the young female Prime of Joe's construction who at times graces the Prime table?
hhsvRatchet: ....No.... *fits another set of lenses*
Kia: Ah, surprising. *tilts her head slightly as she makes a call, and then looks up* Please don't be alarmed if you feel a tingle in your circuitry.
hhsvRatchet: You've called a freespark?
Kia: Autumn asked her to report to the med ward in order to meet you.
hhsvRatchet: Ah... Alright... *continues to work, will also work on the other injuries Ratchet has*
Kia: Her sparkmate is currently overseeing our young Locust in the other room. *looks up as she catches the soft, barely uncomfortable tingle that is Optimus Prima. Smiles*
hhsvRatchet: *soft sound of surprise*
Prima: *hoves faintly into sight, one browplate quirked in classic Optimus style as she looks quizzically at hhsvRatchet*
hhsvRatchet: *quietly* You feel different than Mira did when she was a freespark....
Prima: *thoughtful expression, and then vanishes. A moment later he'll feel her touching his main body* -Mira?-
hsvRatchet: *quietly* -Sunstreaker and Showtime's first sparklet... She died while she was still being carried... And now she's an Exile.-
Prima: -Ahhh.- *he'll be able to see her thinking of how young Soli was when the sparklet was first removed from her carrying compartment* -She had never known life, and was free to answer the song. I am now at peace, but the call of the Allspark song grates slightly against that peace.-
hsvRatchet: -Ah...- *quiet concern as he thinks about Mira a bit more... He knows she's being taken care of... but part of him wonders about what could have been*
Prima: -She is with a Servant?-
hsvRatchet: -She and her brother, Oppy, are both in Hormah's care.-
Prima: *slight feeling of a smile, accompanied by reassurance and comfort* -I have heard much of Hormah. The younglings will be loved and safe.-
hsvRatchet: -I can't help but wonder at times what could have been, had she survived the accident...-
Prima: -Perhaps one day you will know.-
hsvRatchet: -Perhaps...- *and now he's having his holoform double-check all of the repairs done for his counterpart*
Prima: *the feel of her fades, leaving a last echo of gentle farewell and a wondering of what Soli is throwing now*
hsvRatchet: *scanning Ratchet via holoform now,*
Kia: *soft murmuring to Wheeljack* Russell, Merlin wishes to inquire if Ratchet and Wheeljack have a natural bond. We're aware that they've never made a formal spark bond, but Missy's birth, and Wheeljack's behaviour now, while Ratchet is shut down, would indicate...? *turns to give him a quizzical look*
Russell: I know they have a slight proximity bond....
Kia: Slight? After all the time they've spent together?
Russell: If it's deeper than a slight one, then that really wouldn't surprise me....
hhsvRatchet: It could be a sibling bond.... There are times that I can feel a friend of mine quite strongly, due to our proximity for quite a long period of time....
Kia: Oh, don't call it that in their hearing. I can just imagine the response.
hhsvRatchet: Well then, what should I call it?
Kia: *considers* In this instance, I suppose the most appropriate title would be 'natural wedding bond', or something of that sort.
hhsvRatchet: *'hrm's softly as he works on repairing Ratchet's neck*
Kia: *startles as she hears the door to the Locust's room open* Teletraan?
Tea: //Not me! Galvy just hoodooed the lock and opened the door!//
hhsvRatchet: *raised brow* Is there some reason for the concern?
Russell: There's a femme who, up until recently, was programmed to attack anyone wearing the Autobot badge...
Kia: *nods* She is the reason that our Ratchet has sustained these injuries.
hhsvRatchet: Ah... I had wondered... *is finishing up the repairs now... and bringing Ratchet out of stasis*
Ratchet: *mutters softly about a headache, and then pops one optic online as she hears the door open*
Scarlett: *wearing a little green and white dress with embroidery and flowing sleeves, panda buns, white lace crochet shin guards, and black stiletto platform heels* *puts her hands on her hips* Mom's in labor, and your bug got out.
Alicia: *peeks around her sister* And Dad's freaking out.
Scarlett: *rolls eyes* I never thought I'd see the day when Scotty was the calm guy.
Ratchet: *quiet snort* Ratchet... Slingshot and Air Raid. Girls, Ratchet. Russ, Velocia. Now.
Russell: *nods and goes to grab a sparklet shell before PINpointing out*
hhsvRatchet: *nods to the girls* *attention going to Wheeljack as he starts clicking in his sleep*
Ratchet: *optics in focus! Yay. Studies Scarlett's outfit, and then looks at Alicia and blinks* You're not wearing a chainlink dress to school.
Scarlett: No school today. Thrrpt.
Alicia: Yeah. So there. :P
hhsvRatchet: If your face sticks like that, I'm not repairing it. *moving to wrap Wheeljack in blankets so he can transfer the sleeping mech without disturbing him*
Scarlett: *blink blink* *sniggerfitdie*
Ratchet: *smirk is go*
Scarlett: Besides, it's not a dress. It's some thing she's making for some weirdo in Vermont.
Alicia: Yeah. :P
Wheeljack: *clicking rapidly, sooo not awake*
hhsvRatchet: *carefully situating Wheeljack next to Ratchet*
Ratchet: Aren't you two just full of bad attitude this morning? *sudden wicked grin, and then does her room clearing move. That is to say, she kisses her husband*
Scarlett: Eww. *out!*
Alicia: Ew! *gone!*
hhsvRatchet: *snorts and shakes his head, will flicker out and relocate near his alt mode* *blink blink when he sees who is sitting on the hood*
Scarlett: *standing and looking at the odd femme and the ugly yellow Hummer she's sitting on. Glances at hhsvRatchet* Is that you?
hhsvRatchet: Yes... My alternate mode...
Locust: *headtilting slightly as she sits on the warm. Is studying the yellow thing as the ragSeeker dangles from one clawed hand*
Alicia: *snickerfit*
hhsvRatchet: *ignores you, Scarlett. You too, Alicia*
Locust: *attention goes to the peoples* o.O
Scarlett: *pauses in her laughter with an effort* O.o
Locust: *headtilt, click*
Scarlett: Meh, you're not much fun.
Kia: *coming out of the hall behind them. Mild reprimand* Scarlett...
Scarlett: >\
Locust: *attention going to Kia* *more headtilt, clicks*
hhsvRatchet: *scanning the Locust now*
Kia: *soft clicks in reply* //Xiaobei, the patient has wakened.//
Xiaobei: //I'll be right there.// *PINpointing in nearby*
Locust: *startles and skitters back, putting the big warm between herself and the other being*
Xiaobei: *gentle clicks*
Galvatron: *quietly* -That's your mother.-
Locust: *peeeeks* *confused. 'Mother' has no point of reference in her processor yet*
Galvatron: -Her spark sounds like yours, as I sound like your spark.- *shares this with images and feelings* -She is yours.-
Locust: *clicks quietly*
Xiaobei: *soft clicks, slowly moves to approach* [Easy, young one... You are amongst friends....]
Galvatron: *touches Xiaobei* -She has very little understanding of language yet.-
Xiaobei: *lips thin for a brief moment, and then she's glancing to Scarlett* Where are the basic data chips for newsparks?
Scarlett: 0_0 Uh. *looks at her sister*
Alicia: *blank look. Doesn't know where anything is in the med ward*
Kia: *turns and vanishes down the hallway, and then into one of the storage rooms*
Locust: *hesitantly edging closer to Xiaobei*
Kia: *back with a set of brightly coloured chips in her hand* Here, Xiaobei. These are the starter chips.
Xiaobei: Thank you, Kia. *will reach for the chips and offer them to the Locust* [Data.]
Locust: *clicks and reaches for the colorful items, wants to see these, please*
chips: *emitting an irresistible energy pattern, one that says in every way possible* [Data!]
Locust: *studying the chips and trying to figure out how to get the data*
Scarlett: *fidget, scowl, and then walks over toward the young flyer* Here, stupid...
Galvatron: *spurt of anger at the Locust being called stupid*
Locust: *scoots away from Scarlett, holding the chips close. Is mine. Go 'way*
Scarlett: Lemme show you. Hey... *transforms* See? I'm a wingthing too.
Locust: *mouth working just a bit*
Xiaobei: *holding Alicia back, and giving Slingshot a Look*
Slingshot: *hunkers down and grabs a piece of card out of her subspace, then sits and makes like reading a datachip with it. Is sparklet clicking as she does. Does not see you, Xiaobei!*
Locust: *hesitant clicks. Will try and imitate Slingshot*
Slingshot: *encouraging clicks. Tilts her head. Ready read!*
Kia: *silent fussing as she holds onto hhsvRatchet's arm*
Locust: *optics flash slightly as she gets the data. Excited clicking is a go* *and then she's turning her attention to the rest of the chips*
Slingshot: Heh. *smug smirk at hhsvRatchet, Kia, and Xiaobei* Eat that.
Xiaobei: *scowl*
hhsvRatchet: *snorts*
Locust: *downloaded all the data.... and just tipped over for a nap*
Slingshot: *involuntary step toward the young one, but then stops and shudders as Galvatron sticks his hand in her. Squares jaw and goes to check on the Locust*
Xiaobei: *lets Alicia go, will approach the Locust*
hhsvRatchet: She'll be alright once she's had time to process all of the data.
Locust: *manages to look adorable as she rests*
Galvatron: *brushes against Xiaobei* -I should return to my family. If she needs me you know where I am.-
Xiaobei: *nods* Take care, Galvatron.
Slingshot: *just discovered that the ragSeeker is permanently attached to the Locust's hand* Heh, Waspy plays with dolls...
Kia: Slingshot, please....
Slingshot: *IGNORE*
Xiaobei: *calmly* Slingshot, stop. *is smoothing the Locust's helm now*
Slingshot: *startled scowl* I'm not hurting anything.
Xiaobei: She could imprint on you, which would confuse her even more.
Slingshot: *on her feet and across the room!*
Kia: *blink blink*
Xiaobei: *now it's her turn to be smug*
hhsvRatchet: *headshake, amused* Alright... Now I need to go get my son.
Alicia: Good luck.... He's prolly in the thick of things with the rest of the kids... >.>;;
Kia: Indeed. He has no doubt finished consuming his breakfast by now, and perhaps found other sparklets with like interests.
Alicia: That's what I said.
Scarlett: *back in alt* *snorts and strides out, tall in the evil shoes*
hhsvRatchet: Where would I be able to find the kids?
Kia: *tilts her head slightly, and then looks back at him* Still in the mess as of yet. *databursts coordinates* It might be best to proceed in your vehicular mode.
hhsvRatchet: *nods and flickers out as his main body PINpoints away*
Tracks: *looks around from where he's leaning in the doorway with a Dion cuddled in the crook of one arm as the little guy fishes through his chest pocket* *laconic drawl* Ah, Ratchet. Lovely of you to drop in.
Phoenix: *has Unca's leg! Is hugging it*
hhsvRatchet: *flickers back on, nods* Hello, Tracks. How are you? *knows of this Tracks courtesy of Beau, Raoul, and Flashpoint*
Tracks: *smiles* Oh, I'm passing. Aren't I, Dion?
Dion: *finger in the air, razz* Thrrrrrpt.
hhsvRatchet: *raised brow*
Tracks: Yes, you're just a perfect little hoodlum. *rolls eyes, but then kisses bitty brother on the head and looks at hhsvRatchet* Don't mind Dion, he heard his nemesis mentioned.
Dion: Thrrrrrpt, butt.
hhsvRatchet: I'm almost afraid to ask... *sounds so amused*
Tracks: Denver's cousin Archie is getting married. She found the invitation he sent to her and the one for his brother in some of Cousin Dallas' things. *moves leg slightly for Phoenix and is rewarded by a crow of delight from the disguised Seeklet*
hhsvRatchet: *over Dion's next razz* I take it he's not well-liked?
Denver: *coming over after borrowing Jean's lighter to torch the invites* Th't's 'n undahstatement.
Rose: *is a sleepy-sleep on Mama's back*
Tracks: He's only the most boring human on the face of the planet. *pauses and eyes widen slightly* My word. That can't be true now, can it?
Denver: *too amused, snickering now*
hhsvRatchet: ...If he's any worse than some of the humans I've had the displeasure of knowing, you have my sympathy.
Tracks: He's found a woman who feels he's marrying material. There could be more of them! *hides face on Dion* How ghastly...
Denver: *shoulders shaking with amusement at mate theatrics*
Rose: *awake, and clicking sleepily*
Dion: Thrrrpt. Derp.
Phoenix: *gleeful finger in the air and razz, then a squeak as he falls on his butt* :(
Denver: *moves to scoop Phoenix up, clicking softly*
Tracks: But maybe she's deaf... *looks hopefully to his mate*
Denver: Nope. Ah suspect she's blahnd though... 'Lotta th' MacKenzie girls got gifts 'f ugleh dolls... *mental image of the dolls in question, which are 'cheap' Kate Middleton Royal Engagement dolls*
Tracks: *eyes widening again in horror*
Denver: All 'f th' aunts put 'em 'n attics. *gently hip-checks mate, since her arms are full with nephew*
Magnus: *hobbling over on his crutches* Okay, lemme have my kid back...
Tracks: *horror vanishes into sharpness* No, Magnus. Just go sit down and stop being a pest.
Magnus: *scowls at brother* I'm fine, Tracks. I made it here without help.
hhsvRatchet: *frowning at Magnus now*
Tracks: *irritation becomes sternness* I said sit down. Now.
hhsvRatchet: *raised brow for Tracks*
Magnus: *cooly* Fine. *hobbles off to a table*
Tracks: *calls Rain over the open channel. Informs her that her mate needs attention, and that he is still taking the owed baby time with Phoenix and that it is non-negotiable*
Rain: *informs him that he's a slagger and that she's on her way*
Tracks: //I still don't see the joy in stating the obvious.// *sniff*
Denver: *worried look for Magnus, clicking softly all the while*
Dion: *huffs and clickstorms*
Rose: *can see Uncle Raj, excited squeal*
Raj: *being cuddly with Sora and feeding her breakfast*
hhsvRatchet: *quietly, to Tracks* What caused the damage to his spark?
Tracks: *lifts his eyes from Dion and Rose, then gently lifts the sparklet in his arms slightly toward the visiting medic by way of reply*
hhsvRatchet: *understanding, nods*
Dion: *will go say hi!*
hhsvRatchet: *catches the little guy and holds him close* *clicks a greeting*
Tracks: *blinks, then snerks and helps himself to Phoenix so he can cuddle the little redhead*
Denver: *glances over her shoulder, soft snerk of amusement as she watches Sora get fussed over by Raj*
Destiny: *throwing a fit at being caught by one of the Aider Robos... again*
Drift: *cringing and trying to appease the upset sparklet*
Tracks: My word. *straightens and looks in that direction*
Kup: *sitting straighter from where he's got himself comfortably jammed in the corner* Hey, hey, Desti... C'mere.
Lockdown: *clicks to sister from where she's sitting by Dad*
Destiny: *wants to sit on Fire Robo's head, fuss and squirm!*
Drift: *breaking out the big guns... ie: CINNASEEKER*
Fire Robo: *apologizing and trying to reason with Destiny. Then suddenly gets a brainstorm and sits down* Alright. Now you may climb on me, Destiny.
Destiny: *wiggles and squirms till she gets free... and then she's trying to figure out who to go to first... Drift-Bubby has cookie... but Fire Robo's right there....* *whine*
Kup: *is that big hand that just scooped her up and brought her close to his spark* Hey, now...
Destiny: *wibbles and fusses just a bit more. Woke up far too early, and stuff's kind of overwhelming right now...*
Kup: *knows about back rubs now. Tucks Destiny into the crook of his arm and does that a bit, then picks Lockdown up and settles her beside her sister before putting his hand out toward Drift* Hurry up an' change, kid.
Drift: *nods and transforms, before he's scooting over to Kup as well*
Kup: *picks up the dark-haired teen and adds him also to the snuggle pile in his arms, then settles back and chomps his cy-gar as he rumbles* *blows lightly at Wing as the cat realizes it's sleep time and swoops over from where he'd been sitting on one of the ceiling fans* You...
Lockdown: *soft chuckle*
Kup: *surprised grin*
Destiny: *soft clicks, snuggles Sissy*
Tracks: *slight grin as he turns his attention back to his errant baby brother*
Dion: *clickstorming at hhsvRatchet, telling him all about the derp*
Tracks: What are you going on about now?
Phoenix: *points and chirps an unintelligible explanation*
hhsvRatchet: *chuckles* *to Dion* Is that so? *no, he has no idea what Dion's going on about*
Cragbuster: *is that happy squeal as he, Sven, and Sandra enjoy a playful tussle*
Autumn: *fussing and fretting*
Storm: *looks over* What's wrong, Autumn?
Autumn: *biting her lower lip a bit* *quiet clicks as she tries to keep an eye on the sparklet tussle*
Bert: *frowns over toward her from where he's sitting and playing a board game on one side while he plays dolls on the other* //Bee?//
Autumn: *quietly* //Cliffjumper's gone... I can feel him though...//
Bert: *eyes widen and he looks around as he shows Sarah and Rosalin the right way forward for a doll garment* //I don't see him.//
Tracks: *sudden ebil grin from over by the door* Oh by the way, Ratchet. That's Brawn.
Autumn: *biting her lower lip again* //I know what he feels like, Brawn.... And I'm feeling him... but not like when Justice and Soli's first parents are around....//
hhsvRatchet: *looks, soft chuckle* He looks like he's having fun, and doing well... I take it he's recovered from the shock of being brought back online?
Tracks: *slightly disappointed, but just shrugs* Oh. Well enough, and it seems so. *then relents and has pity on his poor brother and walks over to settle Phoenix in Magnus' lap* *pauses and looks over at Bert as the crèche guardian speaks*
Bert: You mean he's not a ghost? *frown*
Autumn: *headshake*
Magnus: *going to offer Phoenix part of his breakfast... orange slices are nom, yes?*
hhsvRatchet: *quietly, sounding surprised* She must be sensing the Exile that was brought here....
Tracks: *slightly startled to see that the holodriver had followed him* Is that possible?
hhsvRatchet: It may very well be....
Dion: *huff, can see Phoenix eating... points and clickstorms*
Phoenix: *looks up, his little face dominated by an 'orange grin'*
Rain: *soft snerk* *...and then nabs Dion*
Dion: *squeak, clings to Aunty* :3
Tracks: *gives her an absent stink eye, but then walks over to Autumn and goes to one knee beside her* *softly* Autumn, you're right, there is a Cliffjumper on base.
Autumn: *boggling slightly and wibbling. Never expected to hear that*
Tracks: *hand on hers* He's from BJ's reality, I'm told.
Cragbuster: *wants NO daddy now! YELL*
hhsvRatchet: *gently scolding his son*
Tracks: *winces and snerks as he hears Sandra's foot connect with hhsvRatchet's shin. But doesn't look away from Autumn*
Autumn: *deep, shaky breaths, has to pinch at the bridge of her nose to keep from crying*
Tracks: *quiet, comforting clicks. Is aware of Ryan coming over to the tusslers with a large blanket fresh from the dryer in his arms*
Ryan: *settles down by the rowdy bunch and pulls the blanket over himself, then clicks happily*
Sven: *attention going to Ryan* *frowwwwn, scoots over to peek under the blanket*
Sandra: *sufficiently distracted by what Ryan and Sven are doing*
Cragbuster: *protests being taken away from his new friends*
Ryan: Wait. Put him back. Let him go to sleep first. *earnest and non angry frown at hhsvRatchet*
Sven: *surprised and pleased sound as he realizes that Ryan has a WARM under the blanket!*
hhsvRatchet: *acks as Cragbuster escapes and squirms under the blanket*
Ryan: *soft clicks as he covers the other sparklets with the big afghan, then wriggles a bit so that the heat vent he's laying by can let out its warmth into the area under it* *apologetic grin for hhsvRatchet*
hhsvRatchet: *sighs and looks mildly frustrated... but also quite amused*
Ryan: *quietly* The Dinobots are Grandma's kids. Rachel's.
hhsvRatchet: *small nod* She mentioned that one time, when we met in the Nexus...
Ryan: It's pretty hard to leave brothers and sisters behind. *is trying to explain his theory about Cragbuster's reluctance to go home*
hhsvRatchet: *another small nod, slight headtilt as he tries to figure out why Ryan seems so familiar*
Ryan: *quizzical small smile as the others jostle him slightly in their formation of a snuggle pile. That smile is a dead ringer for another*
hhsvRatchet: *quietly* Who are your creators?
Ryan: *softly and firmly, but without anger* People I don't talk about.
hhsvRatchet: ... *raised brow*
Ryan: My code donors are okay, though.
hhsvRatchet: ... By 'creators', I meant your code donors.... *looking just a bit puzzled*
Ryan: They didn't make me, though. *slight snuggle against whoever's pressed against his back* My mom's Sora. My first dad... he never got a human name.
hhsvRatchet: ... *knows who Sora is, thanks to WakeJumper* *quieter* What is your designation?
Ryan: Ridgeback.
hhsvRatchet: ... *small nod* *softly* I see...
Ryan: You think I remind you of somebody, right? *again the small smile*
hhsvRatchet: *nods* Your counterpart in Cragbuster's and my reality is Hound and Desinex's son...
Ryan: *nods* I'm in Hound's shell.
hhsvRatchet: ... *surprised by that*
Ryan: *sudden larger grin, of Hound mingled with sparklet sweetness. Peeks under the blanket* *softly* He's asleep.
hhsvRatchet: *will move to carefully lift Cragbuster then*
Rose: *tsks and grabs an unowned blanket from the corner of her table, then tosses it toward hhsvRatchet* He'll know he's cold if you jes' uncover him. *sharp frown at his derp*
Bitsy: *scoldies!*
Jean: *snickerfit* You tell him, Bitsy...
hhsvRatchet: *absent stinkeye for the woman, will carefully wrap Cragbuster in the blanket*
Rose: And don't you go giving me that look, Mister. *gives him a real Look. One that promises discomfort*
hhsvRatchet: *Look right back. Has faced down a tiny Latina and her Seeker sister. You aren't going to intimidate him, Rose*
Rose: *looks like she's going to get right out of that wheelchair*
Bitsy: *looks up, and then tells Daddy about this!*
Jean: *facepalming* Rosie....
Anne: Hey, Rose, pass the purple ketchup?
Rose: *blinks and looks and passes it overhand*
Anne: *takes ketchup and puts some on sleeping snugglebuddy*
Rose: *boggles. The dumb redhaired guy is forgotten*
Jean: *snickerfit as he watches Vato get decorated*
hhsvRatchet: *carrying Cragbuster over to his main body. Will tuck the mechlet into the blanket nest in the back with a quiet sigh*
Tracks: *is meanwhile looking at Denver as he gently hugs Autumn*
Bert: *biting his lip, but can't leave happy kids without upsetting them and making them notice Autumn's sadness*
Javan: *scoots over then, Stella happily chirping away on his hip* Heyyyy, Bert, you were supposeta tell me when we played this next! *helps himself to Bert's game pieces* :D
Autumn: *excuses herself quietly, looking like she wants nothing more than to crack up and laugh hysterically*
Bert: ... *looks around for someone who just might want to play dolls, and then jaw drops as he catches sight of Wayne having a minor breakdown because one doll hasn't any clothes and the doll with clothes is on the computer* You're slagging me...
Meghan: *reassuring her derp as she carefully cuts clothes from the magnet paper she printed images onto* I've almost got all of her basic stuff cut out....
Wayne: What? Whostuff... BETTY! :D :D :D *snatches up the little printout of his KiSS doll and a handful of the already cut out clothes and charges over to plunk down by Sarah* Can I play too, guys? Please? I brought my dolls!
Sarah: Uncle Wayne has a dolly too? *curious*
Wayne: Yup! *grinning and showing Sarah his Battle Betty statue and the magnet doll Meghan made for him*
Bert: *blink blink* You think you'll be alright playing with the girls for awhile? I have to go check on something.
Wayne: *already showing Sarah and Rosalin all the pretty clothes... as Meghan brings more over to the table*
Rosalin: *headtilting as she studies the dolls* Is that a KiSS doll?
Wayne: *nodnod, grin*
Sarah: *putting together outfits and clicking softly as she arranges the clothes* *will also speak softly to Summer and the unicorn she was playing with and reach for the tin that holds her own magnet dolls*
Bert: *sigh of relief. Looks around and sees Skylar and Irene in sparklet sitter mode. Will go to his mate*
Autumn: *leaning against a wall, head ducked slightly as she hugs herself and clicks softly. She wants to go see the mech that she's sensing, but at the same time, she's scared to do so*
Bert: *gentle arms around her* Guess who volunteered to play dolls with Sarah and Rosalin.
Autumn: *looks up, slight wibble before she can stop herself* Hm?
Bert: *shows her a happy Wayne chattering about little black dresses*
Autumn: *very quiet snerk, snuggles close to Bert*
Bert: *also shows her Wayne losing his mind before Meghan rescued him*
Autumn: *quiet amusement*
Bert: //Chief?//
Patrick: *sounding just a bit dazed, likely got tagged with a light sedative* //Huh?//
Bert: //Autumn and I need time off. Right now.//
Stephan and Aaron: *soft clicks as they peek around the door jam at their mentors*
Patrick: //'Kay....//
Bert: //How're Emilia and Velocia?//
Patrick: //'Loccie's... Razzin' Russ... *snickers*//
Bert: //That's great. I'll leave you alone now.// *shares that information with Autumn as he calls Prowl*
Autumn: *small smile as she leans against Bert*
Pietro: *groggily, hasn't had his morning coffee yet* //Morimoto speaking...//
Bert: //You're in charge, so you better get your aft online.//
Pietro: //Working on it... What's Javan doing over there with the kids?//
Bert: //Playing that 'Settlers' game. And we finally have a way to keep Wayne out of trouble.//
Pietro: *slight pause, is drinking his coffee* //Oh?//
Bert: *shows the Seeker happily talking about the lace on the hem of a doll dress*
Pietro: //... *snerks* Well, that explains what Lt. Johnson was doing...//
Bert: //Yeah.// *quietly* //Autumn needs the day off.//
Pietro: //I'll see who else is available for crèche duty.//
Bert: //We've already found replacements.//
Pietro: //Alright. I hope Autumn feels better soon.//
Bert: //I think she will, once she meets the newest Exile.//
Pietro: //...Another one? Who found them?//
Bert: *gruffly* //Who do you think found him?//
Pietro: //... Why is it Lisa who always finds them? // *sounds worried about the gunner*
Bert: *silent as he breaths in the scent of his mate's hair, then, quietly* //She's got the right sort of spark.//
Pietro: //I'll bring her some breakfast, if Rodney hasn't...//
Bert: //You do that, if he hasn't.// *distracted now, and it shows in his voice and reply*
Autumn: *soft clicks*
Pietro: //I'll talk to you later, Bert. Pietro out.// *closes the line with a soft click*
Bert: //Bert out.// *arms tighten around Autumn* We're free now. *doesn't move as the two Technobots creep sneakily out of the mess toward them*
Aaron and Stephan: *silent now and looking worried*
Autumn: *small nod* *quietly* I... I want to see him...
Bert: Alright. //What should we do about those two?//
Autumn: *bites her lower lip* //I'm ... not sure...//
Stephan: *quietly* Autumn? Do you need a hug?
Autumn: *soft clicks, small headshake*
Stephan: Uh. Oh. Um...
Aaron: It's okay. We'll go back inside. *turns and does so, brother trailing after him with a confused frown*
Autumn: *soft sigh, rests her head against Bert's shoulder*
Bert: *gently* Let's get down to the infirmary.
Autumn: *small nod*
Bert: *activates PINpoint, and arrives right beside Xiaobei* Ack!
Xiaobei: *startles, transforming on reflex*
Bert: *ducks and covers his mate protectively* Friend! Friend!
Kia: My stars and garters. *frozen behind the desk*
Autumn: *quail chick impression!*
Nightbird: *is SO scowling at you behind her mask, Bert.... and moving to smooth the Locust's helm when the youngster clicks softly*
Bert: *shaking and not moving as he shields Autumn with his body. Can sort of understand how Tracks feels with his flashbacks right now, though this isn't inside his head*
Locust: *clicking and snuggling against the one who sounds nice*
Nightbird: *attention on her daughter now*
Autumn: *silent aside from the sounds of cycling air*
Kia: *softly* You can get up, Bert; Autumn. The danger has passed.
Bert: *clenches jaw. Isn't sure he wants to test that theory*
Autumn: *almost inaudible clicks. Is kind of scared spitless right now, Kia...*
Kia: *concerned and comes over to kneel beside the couple* *soft surprise* Bert... are you weeping?
Bert: *just moves jaw and continues to protect Autumn*
Ratchet: *such a lousy patient...* *comes wandering out of the hall and then stops* Alright, what happened?
Nightbird: *signs with the hand that's currently not occupied by smoothing the Locust's helm* "Startled. Reacted."
Ratchet: Bert, Autumn, snap out of it.
Kia: *hands on hips and trying ineffectually to give the CMO a Look*
Bert: *will just PINpoint over closer to the desk with Autumn before he rises slowly. Still shaking a bit*
Autumn: *clings and shuts her eyes tightly. Deep breaths... deep, slow breaths...*
Ratchet: *walks over and gently rubs the shorter femme's back* Shhh. Easy. What're you doing down here anyway?
Autumn: *very quietly* Wanted.... to see Cliffjumper...
Ratchet: *blinks* Cliffjumper? *looks around, but Kia has gone for Russell reinforcement*
Autumn: *small nod* *quietly* Exile....
Ratchet: *frowning now* What make?
Autumn: *quieter* BJ's....
Ratchet: He'll be in one of the last rooms, then. //Lisa?//
Lisa: *groggy response*
Rodney: *quietly, over comms* //It happened again...//
Ratchet: *as Bert moves to lead Autumn down the hall* //Bring her here.//
Rodney: //Alright... We'll be down soon...//
Bert: *pauses at the last room and looks in, wincing as he sees the life support equipment and monitors* *quietly* You sure you want to go in there?
Autumn: *small nod, deep breath and squares her shoulders*
Bert: *puts hand to door panel, and then steps through when the door slides open*
Autumn: *very soft clicks when she sees just how much life support equipment is hooked up to Cliffjumper*
Cliffjumper: *very still, his optics dark in his strangely constructed face*
bigJack: *glances over from where he was sitting on the other bed and quirks a brow* Hey.
Bert: *slight scowl* The local Cliffjumper was her brother.
bigJack: *hands up* Keep your plating on. I know.
Autumn: *quietly* I can feel him....
bigJack: *browridges rise as he turns his attention from the mech to the femme* How's that work?
Autumn: *small headshake* I... I don't know.... But I can...
bigJack: Like... how?
Autumn: *quietly* It's like... he left dust...
bigJack: ...And that wasn't there before?
Autumn: *small headshake* It was empty before...
bigJack: *frowns* Okay...
Bert: *stiffens* Bee, it isn't him.
Autumn: *sharply* It feels like him, Brawn.
Bert: It's your stupid brother, nosing around. *scowls at empty space* What the slag do you think you're doing, Cliffjumper?
mvCJ: *appears faintly, that 'I just mistook the Prime for a Decepticon' grin on his insubstantial face* *faint but audible* Fixing things. My time's over. But Bee needs a Cliffjumper. And this guy's going to need family.
Bert: *growl*
Autumn: *wibbling now*
mvCJ: *softly, his grin gentling as he looks at his sister* I can leave that little bit of me till you've gotten this guy under your thumb.
Autumn: *more wibble as she nods*
mvCJ: *grin goes a little bratty* He's not the same as me. But then, what do you expect of a guy who wears cow horns?
Autumn: *very soft snerk*
mvCJ: *frowns at Bert* ...Why are you standing there with your arm around her like that?
Bert: :\
Autumn: *quietly, with a hint of challenge in her voice* He's my mate, CJ....
mvCJ: 0_0 *statics the entire room*
Autumn: *wince wince wince*
Bert: *growl*
bigJack: >_o Knock it off, buddy. Sisters get married too.
mvCJ: But... that's Brawn, isn't it?
Autumn: *nods, getting that stubborn set to her jaw that she used to when she was younger*
mvCJ: *looks at Bert and quails slightly at the look on his face* ...But why?
Autumn: *stubborn* I like him. I'm keeping him. *you're not going to win this argument, mvCJ...*
mvCJ: *blink blink* They said you could love anybody, but I hadn't believed it, Sis.
Bert: Keep talkin'. I'm going to be where you are now someday.
mvCJ: *meeps*
Autumn: And so will I.
bigJack: *silent sniggerfit*
mvCJ: I'm... just gonna shut up and go home and give Bonecrusher a hard time now.
Autumn: *small nod* *quietly* Tracks and the rest of the survivors from the ship made sure your shell wouldn't get recycled by Decepticons....
mvCJ: Rest of the survivors? It was just me, him, and the guy whose name nobody could ever remember, down on Narsha.
Autumn: *quietly* I was still on Cybertron then.... Being a punching bag for a Decepticon...
mvCJ: Yeah... *looks down* We were trying to get enough fuel for the Ark to take off.
Autumn: *small nod*
mvCJ: *slight, distracted side glance* Uh... Calypso says to tell you to tell WakeJumper to keep his intakes clean.
Autumn: *blink blink* Who?
mvCJ: *scratches head* You ever hear of a gestalt called the Aquabots?
Bert: *blinks* Yeah. I punched their leader's head in a few times.
mvCJ: Yeah, Downrush says he still had a dent from the last time when he went out.
Autumn: ... *facepalm, soft snickering*
Bert: *eyes glint* He should've learned that hearing 'Short stuff' got old fast.
Calypso: *is that amused and gentle static*
mvCJ: And now Deluge's giving him grief over it. *shakes head* Yeah, Hound, I'm coming. Oh, and tell Mirage I made up that story about what he did when he got drunk that time.
Bert: I knew he wasn't that interesting.
Autumn: *very soft, sad chuckle* *quietly* Ridgeback's a lot like Hound... And from what Sharpshot's said, it sounds like Deckerd and his siblings are as well....
mvCJ: *blinks* Deckerd? Ridgeback?
Autumn: *small nod* *still quiet* Their sparks have coding from Hound and Sharpshot....
mvCJ: *seems to gasp through intakes that no longer exist* Slaaaag. He was wondering about that.
Autumn: They're all doing alright... Ridgeback's here... but Deckerd and his siblings live and work in Tokyo...
mvCJ: *quietly* Then those kids that Primus took into the song, and that we can't feel...
Bert: *growl* Yeah.
Autumn: *small nod, has to hide her face against Bert now*
mvCJ: *quietly* Ahhh, Bee. There's... there's someone else that wants me to give you a message. *face creased with hesitance and uncertainty*
Autumn: *peeks*
mvCJ: *looks at his feet, and then back up to sister, his optics bright with sadness* His name's Mauler. He says he's looking forward to meeting you 'n Brawn some day.
Autumn: ... *blink blink blink*
mvCJ: And he says he's sorry for causing you that spark burn when he didn't even have the spark to hold on long enough to give you a chance to fight back.
Bert: *mouth falling open*
Autumn: *wibbling now*
mvCJ: *looks up* I should've known what him feeling like both of you meant, but I was too busy making the Well hell for the Constructies.
Autumn: *more wibbling and then she's hiding her face on Bert again*
mvCJ: *brushes against sister and loves on her gently, apology in his feelings. Then tingles softly with good bye and I love you and is gone*
Bert: *still speechless, his eyes wide with shock*
Autumn: *hiccuping softly and trying not to let her shoulders shake too much*
Bert: *picks her up and brings her to Ratchet. Demands she be looked at*
Ratchet: *frowning over a bowl of goldfish crackers and plain yogurt, then narrows her new optics and scans Autumn* Oh crud.
Autumn: *cycling air and trying not to fall all to pieces*
Ratchet: *gets up and comes over to put her arms around the crèche guardian* The scar's so faint, and nearly healed. How did you find out?
Autumn: *softly, in between hiccups* CJ....
Ratchet: *frown* Cliffy? What about him?
Bert: *mouth moves a little, but his voice is gone again*
Autumn: *quiet* He was here....
Ratchet: *blink blink* That slagger.
Autumn: *softly* Calypso stopped by too....
Ratchet: Calypso? *comming her alt to see if he's gone home yet, or if he's still around. Hopes he's still around because he knows more about sparks budding than she does, and this scar looks a bit odd*
hsvRatchet: //Yes, Rachel?//
Ratchet: //I need you to come look at someone's spark. She lost a sparklet, but the scar looks off.//
Autumn: *quietly* WakeJumper knew her, Downrush, and Deluge...
hsvRatchet: //I'll be right there...// *and moments later, there's the SUV.... with magnet clothes along one side*
Ratchet: *quick look for Autumn, and then a frown for the yellow hummer as she recognizes Sarah and Kriti's dolls in the mix* You better not forget to give those back, buddy.
hsvRatchet: I fully intend to. *holoform flickers on and looks to Autumn, scanning her*
Ratchet: *quietly* You know more about this budding business than I do. Have you seen anything like that before?
hhsvRatchet: *quietly* I have... It's very rare that it happens.... But when it does happen, it's due to a glitch which causes the newspark to be unable to get everything they needed from their mother's spark...
Bert: *protective grip on mate gets more protective* You're saying this is Bee's fault? *expression warns of mayhem against the medic if that is the case*
Ratchet: Stand down, turkey.
hhsvRatchet: *headshake* Not at all. *anticipating a follow-up question* *to Bert* And it's not your fault either.
Autumn: *going to continue hiding her face on her mate for now, kthx*
Bert: Then whose is it? >\
hhsvRatchet: *firmly, but gently* Nobody is at fault.
Ratchet: The sparklet... just didn't form right? It's not code based or anything like that?
hhsvRatchet: It's not code based, from what I've been able to tell...
Bert: *quiet and gruff* Good. *will bring his mate back to Cliffjumper's room and make her a nest on the other bed after chasing bigJack off it*
Ratchet: *looks wearily at her alterbrother*
hhsvRatchet: *quietly* If I had my way, no sparklet would go before their time...
Ratchet: *softly* Tell me the technobabble for this.
hhsvRatchet: *small nod, will do so, and databurst Ratchet all of the research from his reality on the matter*
Ratchet: *analyzes it, and then looks up* It looks like this one didn't go before their time. If the scar's that big they stayed longer than usual.
hhsvRatchet: *small nod* They would have been about a week old when they left that scar....
Ratchet: *nods* And according to your research sparklets with the condition don't usually live that long. *is starting to list to one side*
hhsvRatchet: *another small nod, then he's moving to bring a chair over for the femme* *gentle firmness* Sit down....
Ratchet: *quietly* If it's all the same to you, I think I need to... *trails off as her optics darken and she keels over by way of example of what she needs to do*
hhsvRatchet: *catches Ratchet and then scans the femme, though he strongly suspects he knows what's wrong*
Ratchet: *is just pushing herself too hard after major injury and surgery, and got hit by the shock of learning about Bert and Autumn's sparklet*
hhsvRatchet: *will move to bring her to the bed where this reality's Wheeljack is still sleeping. Then he'll tuck his counterpart in and make sure that she and Wheeljack are comfortable. That done, he sends a message to Russell, before PINpointing back to where the children are so he can return the magnet clothes to their rightful owners. Will get a bit sidetracked by Drift's comparisons of Cragbuster to the Clarksons' baby, but after awhile, he's homeward bound*
((Co-written with random_xtras))