I'm such an idiot...

[icemasta]

*Snowcat is on the floor, slumped against the wall. He's covered in dents, leaking from about a dozen different places, and one of his skis is almost completly ripped off. As well,there are several cracks in his mask and it's completly broken in one small area, showing his face underneath. It's not a happy face*

All right, so I screwed up. Big

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[apprentice_lurk]

*pokes her head in, opens her mouth to say something - sees the state he's in, and promptly panicks*

'Cat! What the-?! *looks at the link* *takes a breath and calms down slightly* -Oh. Never mind.

*pulls a chunk of material from a subspace pocket and starts trying to clean up the leaks, knowing bugger-all about TF physiology but trying to do soemthing for him anyway*

You're an idiot sometimes, you know that?

*quieter*...You okay?

[icemasta]

Do I look okay? And, yes, I know I'm an idiot. People have been telling me that ever since this whole mess got started.

*turns his head slightly to look at her* You're smart. Any ideas?

[apprentice_lurk]

*humourless, rather grim chuckle* You're asking me for relationship advice? Why does this always happen?

*sighs* I would say don't stay with someone that hits you, but I don't think that'll help... *worried look*

*runs a hand over her helmet* Wait until he calms down and talk to him? I could go talk to him for you and get his side of it, so that might take the sting out of it for him first before you go... *bites her lip* I'm not really versed in giant metal alien courtship.

[icemasta]

That might help, actually. Dem won't talk to me and Mirage is taking his side in the arguement so he's out too. Make sure he knows I'm sorry, okay?

And don't tell him he's wrong, because that'll just piss him off more and he'd probably go out and do something stupid. And get him to stop going after Deathscythe too. The last time he got his missile launchers chopped off.

[0ut_of_sight]

*pokes his head through the doorway and looks both ways. Spots Snowcat and walks over, tossing a can of spray paint idly in one hand*

Wow. He beat you up big time, didn't he?

*cocks his head to one side, watching Dreadboots try (rather ineffectively, due to her size and level of experience) to patch Snowcat up*

[icemasta]

Yep. And it's not like I deserved it this bad, either. Stupid groundkisser.

[0ut_of_sight]

Hey, aren't you a groundkisser too?

[icemasta]

Didn't used to be. I was a copter before I got reformatted. And I can still fly; would show you if I wasn't so messed up.

[screamingswords]

Snowcat, where are you?
*Stops and stares for a moment* Who did this to you?

[icemasta]

*turns his head and stares*

St..Starscream? What the heck? You're supposed to be..but..what the heck?

[screamingswords]

*Folds his arms*
I was attacking Prime, and I found myself in the "Nexus." From there, I found my way here. Demolisher seems put out with you. Did he do this?

[icemasta]

Great. More dead people. And I thought Thrust was bad.

*turns away* Buzz off, Dead Screamer. None of your business what goes on with me and him.

A few hours later...

[0ut_of_sight]

*wanders back and pokes his head through the doorway again*

You still there, 'Cat?

Re: A few hours later...

[icemasta]

Hmm? *lifts his head* Yeah, I'm here. What's up?

Re: A few hours later...

[0ut_of_sight]

Nothing much.

*walks over and simply stands there for a moment, looking down at Snowcat. Then he sighs and sits down on the floor beside the other Decepticon, withdrawing a small laser tool from subspace and wordlessly starting to tack-weld shut the cuts in Snowcat's armor*

Re: A few hours later...

[icemasta]

*looks over at him a bit curiously*

Um...thanks. So how'd it go with Wingblade?