TG 'verse. Iron squad's barrack in Iacon. Just checking in.
Rodimus grinned slightly as he and Blazer walked into the adapted corner of warehouse that was home to Ironsides' team and saw the green bulk of Roadqueen sprawled in the middle of the floor. "Looks like they finally got back."
Blazer just gave the big femme a look of concern that changed to a smile of greeting as Pax straightened abruptly off his bunk and snapped to attention.
"At ease," Rodimus told the young Bridge absently, then peered into the top bunk where Ironsides was curled on his side as he recharged deeply. "You got left to sparksit?"
"Uh... no sir." Pax pulled a face with embarrassment. "I'm... uh... still... I kinda...."
"Let me guess, that great speech that you gave about Primus yesterday was the result of too much high grade?" Rodimus looked at him with a slight smirk.
Pax sighed. "It was two fingers in the bottom of the cube."
The Prime patted his shoulder gently. "Don't feel bad. Some of us just have more efficient systems than others."
"Yes, sir." Pax realized that things were going weird around the edges again and settled hurriedly back onto his bunk.
"Do you know when your COs got back?" Rodimus turned back to his contemplation of how neatly and comfortably arranged Ironsides was.
"About an hour ago." Pax rubbed his head and rocked slightly.
"Lay down. Has Fixer had a look at you?"
"Yes, sir. He says I'll be alright with rest and abstinence."
"Good prescription. Works for a lot of what ails you." Rodimus grinned, then looked at Roadqueen and wondered how hard she'd punt him for trying to move her out of that faceplanted looking sprawl. Deciding that it would make more dents than he wanted to hear Panacea commentary on, he opted to leave her as she was and just left his note on the table. "What are the other two doing?"
"Fixer's attending some seminars at the Medical Academy, and Keeper's visiting the memorial where her mentor's noted," said Pax, leaning against the side of his bunk.
"Right... Windranger." Rodimus pulled a slight face and sighed, but then picked his way around Roadqueen toward the door. "Tell them I said hi, okay?"
"Yes, sir." Pax watched the two flame-emblazoned mechs go, then lay back with a weary sigh and offlined his optics.
Blazer just gave the big femme a look of concern that changed to a smile of greeting as Pax straightened abruptly off his bunk and snapped to attention.
"At ease," Rodimus told the young Bridge absently, then peered into the top bunk where Ironsides was curled on his side as he recharged deeply. "You got left to sparksit?"
"Uh... no sir." Pax pulled a face with embarrassment. "I'm... uh... still... I kinda...."
"Let me guess, that great speech that you gave about Primus yesterday was the result of too much high grade?" Rodimus looked at him with a slight smirk.
Pax sighed. "It was two fingers in the bottom of the cube."
The Prime patted his shoulder gently. "Don't feel bad. Some of us just have more efficient systems than others."
"Yes, sir." Pax realized that things were going weird around the edges again and settled hurriedly back onto his bunk.
"Do you know when your COs got back?" Rodimus turned back to his contemplation of how neatly and comfortably arranged Ironsides was.
"About an hour ago." Pax rubbed his head and rocked slightly.
"Lay down. Has Fixer had a look at you?"
"Yes, sir. He says I'll be alright with rest and abstinence."
"Good prescription. Works for a lot of what ails you." Rodimus grinned, then looked at Roadqueen and wondered how hard she'd punt him for trying to move her out of that faceplanted looking sprawl. Deciding that it would make more dents than he wanted to hear Panacea commentary on, he opted to leave her as she was and just left his note on the table. "What are the other two doing?"
"Fixer's attending some seminars at the Medical Academy, and Keeper's visiting the memorial where her mentor's noted," said Pax, leaning against the side of his bunk.
"Right... Windranger." Rodimus pulled a slight face and sighed, but then picked his way around Roadqueen toward the door. "Tell them I said hi, okay?"
"Yes, sir." Pax watched the two flame-emblazoned mechs go, then lay back with a weary sigh and offlined his optics.