Paging Dr. House!

[streetpatrol]

*Streetwise makes a quick exit of the Communications room with First And and Hound in his hands. He doesn't know what's gone on in the Med Bay, otherwise he might feel different about bringing two vulnerable former 'bots there.*

Hey, Ratch, you in here?

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[dualsides]

Sideswipe is about to answer Ratchet on the idea of heading for the command center when he hears someone approaching out in the corridor. The poor mech had just gotten used to the idea that holding dialog with the medic might be alright...and now there are more potentially foreign beings on the way, possibly more who look familiar yet are not. Sideswipe is no coward by any means, but open combat is what he understands best. Making tough decisions and analyzing situations under stress? That was for Autobot Command. The red Twin's confusion is quickly giving 'way to a lack of confidence in this strange place and situation.

Moving quickly, he stows his rifle and backs away from the door he'd been so hot on escaping through just minutes prior. Actually putting a table between himself and the door, he watches, listens and waits. The voice hailing Ratchet is familiar, but when the speaker comes into sight...not so much. Sideswipe clenches and unclenches his fists, trying to figure out just what the frag is going on.

'Steady,

[naturebot]

Hound was too busy figuring out his new form to pay too much attention once they'd left the command center. He was especially fascinated by his new doggy senses. Different yet similar to his robot sensors. Curled up in Streetwise's hands, he was eagerly sniffing the air and analyzing the scents.

As they approached the med bay, he detected an odd scent which he quickly recognized as stressed mechs. He poked and pawed at Streets' hand. "Something's wrong in there, Streets. Be careful."

[streetpatrol]

*He's not sure what Hound means, but he trusts his senses.* Will do, Hound...

*The interceptor puts a hand next to his brother and Hound to protect them if anything should happen, walking into the Med Bay.* Hey, guys...Didn't know you were here, Sides.

[cmowithahatchet]

Ratchet shoots a glare at Sideswipe- a.k.a the 'Do anything stupid and I will dissassemble you' glare. 'Yeah, we're in here, what's the situation?' He reaches for a medical roll automatically.

[stealthy_lion]

*After Steeljaw left the Control Room, with Beachcomber still perched on his back, he made a beeline for his quarters

[sand_dune_dude]

Beachcomber held on tight for the quick ride to Steeljaw's room and while the lion looked around for his weapons, the meerkat explored a little, looking at the various things that now looked so large to him. It was interesting for a while but he grew bored and was glad when Steeljaw headed out again.

He settled back on Steeljaw's back and wondered how he and the guns would fit in that small space.

[stealthy_lion]

*Steeljaw loped at an easy pace, trying not to jostle the little meerkat on his back. Several times he had to slow down and sniff the air to try and get the right direction, but eventually he came to a stop outside the medbay...

Strange smells from within but he stepped just inside and gave a muffled growl through the pair of guns he had in his mouth to announce his presence*

[sand_dune_dude]

Beachcomber sat up tall and gazed around the room, his nose twitching at the smells. He'd been here thousands of times and had never realized how...icky it smelled. How could Jaw and Hound and the others with highly tuned olfactory sensors stand it?

Steeljaw growled and he felt the rumbles through his body and looked at the lion puzzled by his reaction and then realized his mouth was full and he was trying to get someone's attention.

"Hey, Ratchet? Somebody?" His voice came out a bit higher and squeakier than he intended but not much to do about that.

[stealthy_lion]

((I lives! Dont you love real life and travelling to places where there's no internet? XD))

*Steeljaw watched Hound's transformation with a tilt of his head and then came over to sniff him thoroughly to make sure it was still Hound there. Of course he didnt realize he was a little bigger than Hound now in his organic lion form.

He stepped up just in time to catch the stumbling meerkat on one of his large paws*

Whoa, steady there Beachy

[sand_dune_dude]

"Heh, thanks, Jaw. Guess I was a little startled. Not everyday someone changes from a dog to a human right in front of my face." He resists the urge to sniff Hound figuring that having a lion give you the once over was nerve wracking enough. He pats Hound gently on the knee though

[cmowithahatchet]

Don't even think about trying energon, Hound. This universe might be outta wack, but I'm pretty sure it'll still kill you. Gimme a minute, if this medbay is still my medbay... *wanders off and goes digging around in a cupboard* Aha! *comes back with a box of granola bars* Here.

[naturebot]

Hound takes the box and stares at the contents for a moment. "You sure this is better than energon?" He rummages through the bars, looking at the wrappers and reads the labels. He selects one at random, the ingredients don't make much sense to him... and opens it. He sniffs it and takes a small bite. Chewing thoughtfully, he nods.

"Not too bad...sweet." He finishes it quickly and then takes another. "Thanks."

Beachcomber isn't impressed by the smell and makes face. "Ewwww. Grass."