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((note: takes place after this.With Ariel's help, the lab and office are now as neat and tidy as the day Perceptor took it over. The doors, however, are still in a state of half-repair. Perceptor is only just now making the final repairs to the walls and infrastructure in preparation for remounting the doors themselves. Chitter is hanging from his

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[violet_cure]

Cureall hasn't so much as calmed down as she has just stopped showing any emotion at all. She trudges down the hall to the lab listlessly. She might not even make a sound when she approaches Perceptor. Baby Ratchet how ever, makes an audible pop when he comes out of inbetween and lands on her shoulder.

"Big Brother?" She calls in an almost to bland manner.

[schrodingersbot]

Becoming more attuned to the vagrancies of the little organic creature, Perceptor heard the pop and is already in mid-turn to face her when she speaks. The small smile that was only just starting to spread across his features fades as he notes her demeanor.

"Little One?" he asks, subspacing his welder as he crosses the short distance to her. "Is something wrong?"

Overhead, Chitter drops from the ceiling and flits down to hover near her, burbling an axious little question towards Baby Ratchet.

[violet_cure]

Baby Ratchet chirrups back at the other critter. He sends the images of Daniel, a suitcase, a board, and a school house, then nuzzles his mistress.

Curell leans in to rest her head onto Perceptor's midsection. She doesn't move to wrap her arms around him. "Daniel has...been sent away. Spike says he sent Daniel away." She doesn't shake but a high pitched whine begins to emit from her chest,where her engine is. "I didn't get to say goodbye." Is the last thing she says before she final lets out a small sob.

[schrodingersbot]

This, at least, is something he is all too familiar with. He kneels and scoops Cureall into his arms, rising to carry her back into the office. Once there, he settles onto the berth and holds her while she cries