And hey it just needs a little fixin

[jr_medbot]

Who: First Aid and Soundwave
What: Fixing things when SUDDENLY FIGHT
Where: Random street in Promenade
When: Day, 22/11
Warnings: Robot fight, more then likely robot death.

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[stand_witness]

Hi there First Aid. While you're busy wasting your time on repairing the human's walkways, and light fixtures, have about a half dozen itty bitty, silver ball-bearings with minute Spark signatures rolling along the sidewalk...rolling right up to you.

Now you've got a couple of the little buggers transforming in front of your optical range, and running perfectly harmless little passive scans. The others are rolling around to flank you, and closing fast with your feet. It's climbing time!

[jr_medbot]

Well the slight flailing was not really dignified, but this is not exactly known and there are little unknown constructs seeming to come from out of nowhere.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

He debates moving and standing stock still after seeing how close they have gotten and thus could be stepped on. The fact they didn't attempt to attack him right out also causing confusion, because if this was a Decepticon attack there would be more violent shooting then scanning.

[stand_witness]

How could anything that tiny be capable of taking you down, Aid? They aren't meant to, and in fact, they're mostly meant to be identifiers, and tiny tracking signals.

...That is to say that MQ-9 Reaper making a sharp bank, and descending in altitude to well below safe minimum altitude is tracking them. Those tiny little marblebots littered all over you are either chittering animatedly, or turning their single optics to note that approaching aircraft; look, look we found what you were looking for!

Which means, of course, that the adage of "shoot first, and ask questions later" now applies to the strafing energon turret raining a hail of fire down at First Aid.

[jr_medbot]

You would be surprise what a small thing could do to a large mech, but that isn't the debate as he attempts to gently pry them off and set them to the side, while still avoiding any chance of stepping on them.

The sound of gunfire is enough to decide that moving is a good idea, and what he lacks in fire power he makes up for in knowing how to dodge roll. Already transforming before his feet hit the ground after the move, Aid begins peeling out and away from where he is being shot out and hopefully away from any populated area.