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[medicalofficer]

[ There is the low rumble of a motor as Ratchet drives along one of the hallways - It was far faster than walking when they were clear like this. It also allowed him time to think, as he was so apt to do... Typically about scientific matters and curiosities

Comments

[elegante_slimes]

[A Bubble Slime has appeared!

What will you do?]

[medicalofficer]

[ Absolutely nothing, as distracted Ratchet doesn't actually see it!

Squish.

But he certainly felt that. A startled noise escapes his vocals as he skids to a halt.

Apparently, someone was not watching where he was going and ran over a poor little slime. :< ]

... Oh my.

[elegante_slimes]

[Oh dear. It's a good thing Bubble Slimes are just big puddles!

Well, now it's a bigger puddle!]

[medicalofficer]

[ He takes a moment to transform, plates shifting back into his robotic form - He doesn't want to risk hitting... whatever the creature was a second time.

Turn to face said puddle, he crouches to get a better look at it. ]

Hmm. Are you... alright?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Some shifting, creaking sounds, accompanied by unkind words in Cybertronian.]

Stow it.

[medicalofficer]

I am not repairing that hip twice. If you break it further, you can weld it yourself.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Right... because I am capable of welding here...

[Someone is bored and bitter.]

[medicalofficer]

Then I suppose you will-

[ Squish. Sorry, the scientist you are attempting to reach is currently distracted by science. ]

Oh my.

[chopshopgoddess]

Hm.

[She doesn't have much to say D:]

[medicalofficer]

♬ You oughta know by now, That no man can sleep at night,

With a burning in his heart, That would tear this man apart, Take me out of my misery,

'Cos all I'm trying to do is trying to get next to you, let me in, let me in. ♬

Hm? Oh, hello Mikaela.

[chopshopgoddess]

What...what are you listening to?

[medicalofficer]

♬ You can wear my hat, you can have my coat, You can take my shirt, cos i need don't need it.

You can wear my shoes, you can take my socks, Come on take my bag it's yours, If you love it, you can have it if you love it.

I got no problem if you love it, Come on take it if you love it! ♬

It is a data disc on a human by the name of 'Phil Collins.' It was given to my by a small, puddle-like creature.