#|fort max|

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[Continued from here]

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It was a struggle to not offline. His vision blacking out only made him start to struggle and thrash more, but a stiff order from a voice of authority made him finally stop. The panic was really, really starting to settle as he prevented himself from struggling. Sure, it would be a bad idea to keep on moving with such a critical wound but he couldn’t lose to this! To one single shot from a blaster.

But authority was still authority, and one of the few things that would get Eject to do anything was to display it. He let Fort Max flip him over, his optics finally, slowly coming back online.

Fine..of course he’d be fine. “Of course I’m gonna be f--” A poor attempt to finish his sentence as his voice dissolved into static as he tried to sit up again despite orders. “Fine! I’ll be fine!” As the cassette did with everything, he fought through the static and pain. The glaring hole in his back that felt like energon was being poured out of, the buzzing in his audio receptors melting and mixing with the buzzing of his vocals and everyone else and everything else.

“You--” HE hated this. “You know it’ll take more than a cowardly SHOT--” He slumped again. Eject wasn’t going to forget this for a long, long time. He’d make Scorponok pay.

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🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention 〈Fort Max; ancient history?〉

The hit had been a careless, stupid, stupid stupid stupid mistake. Eject KNEW better than to turn his back on an enemy, especially the Decepticons. They used dirty, underhanded, stupid tricks that rarely worked. Except when they did. Then they worked too DAMN good. Scorponok and his stupid head Zarak actually came up with something clever. Faking being taken down only to shoot Eject in the back point blank. Next time, oh next time, he’d rip Scorponok’s still shining spark from his chest.Fort Max had come running in, reacting first and properly getting rid of their enemy. Something he should’ve done himself first! He was getting sloppy, he was being too easy. Never again, never never never--It took Fort Max pushing Rewind away--Eject had barely noticed his twin trying cradling him in his arms--and saying something to him. Blast, his audio processors were buzzing with static. He couldn’t make out a single word.“I’m fine.” He said, clearly not fine as his voice crackled and broke. Ugh. Weakly, Eject pushed his arms against Fort Max’s to keep him from holding him down. It took another failed attempt that was accompanied by his visuals completely going black for a minute to convince him to stay down.