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[rose-coloredlights]

Injured Kit

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Roselight picked up the box with the turbofox kit inside and walked back down the alley to the street. As she made her way to the hospital, called the first person she could think would know anything about turbofoxes.

::Ratchet? I need some help.::

[leaderofteamprime]

Wounds From War

@cmo-of-the-autobots | (( Cont from here ))

The medic let out a pitiful whine as he was picked up only to curl up slightly in the Prime’s arms. As the taller bot went through the ground bridge with him, Ratchet couldn’t help but curl up a bit more in a protective manner despite his current state. His body flashed with pain as he was laid down, causing him to let out a groan.

He looked at Roselight with tired optics before looking at Optimus. He closed his optics, focusing on making sure that he conserved energy so that he could stay awake and active. One of his servos forced itself to stay on top of his spark chamber. Although it was instinctive, his body forced him to stay in that position while the other medic worked on his side.

Optimus stayed close as Roselight worked, handing her tools, but mostly staying near Ratchet, sending comforting waves through his EM field. He wasn’t entirely sure why he specifically did that, except that it felt natural, like an instinct he’d forgotten. 

Finally, Roselight sealed the last lines, and welded a patch over top to protect the area as it healed. “Okay, everything should be good now. Sire, could you get Ratchet some energon while I do a systems scan?”

“Of course.” Optimus send another comforting pulse, with a hint of “I’ll be right back” to it, before walking to get the energon. Roselight attached a scanner node on Ratchet’s chassis, right above where his servo still rested.

[leaderofteamprime]

Valentine’s Day

@cmo-of-the-autobots |  (( Cont from here ))

Ratchet picked up a rust stick as he watched Optimus look through his gift. “You’ve read them to me once before. Well, a few of them anyways and others I remember you getting so excited to summarize to me.” He happily ate the stick as he basked in his lover’s presence.

With a shutter of cooling fans and a jolt of movement, Ratchet turned to the side slightly, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“I-I was… Reading a small bit… To the little spark.” He looked at all of the items on his tray to avoid eye contact but ended up reaching his gaze up to Optimus gauge his response.

Optimus’s smile grew. “How sweet Ratchet. Perhaps we could read together.” He had many stories he would love to share with the newspark, there was no reason not to start early.

[leaderofteamprime]

@cmo-of-the-autobots | (( Cont from here ))

Ratchet double checked to make sure his calculations were correct before he went to go check his COMMs. Like the Navigation systems, it was a bust. He didn’t have a close proximity to Earth to get a clear signal to the rest of the Autobots to call for an SOS. With an irritated sigh and a few mumbled words in their native tongue, the medic plopped himself into one of the chairs provided by the ship. He was already getting antsy, wanting nothing more than to go and work on his projects back on earth. It didn’t seem like that was going to be an option at this point, considering where they were.

Optimus checked the ship’s system protocols, and was pleased to see the beacon was set to be the last thing to shut down as the power drained. He shut down everything except the emergency lights, then joined Ratchet in sitting down, leaning back so his helm rested against the wall.

“The team will be searching for us,” Optimus consoled Ratchet, placing a servo on the medic’s arm. “They will not rest until we are found.”

[leaderofteamprime]

'Dagger'. (This will be interesting!) ~cmo-of-the-autobots

(( Stabbed Meme (Accepting) ))

Optimus ran to Ratchet’s side the moment he spotted him from the ground bridge. “Ratchet!” He looked over the injury, a stab wound in his side. “What happened?”

[leaderofteamprime]

🌕 (Tablet hates the moon. So, have it's interpretation of such.) ~ cmo-of-the-autobots

(( Transformers Starter Meme (Accepting) ))

🌕 - Our muses get lost in space

@cmo-of-the-autobots

Well, this was not what Optimus expected when he and Ratchet had agreed to take this short mission. An anomaly had showed up on the radar, and Optimus had volunteered to investigate, with Ratchet deciding to join him in case the anomaly would cause an injury. It didn’t, luckily, but it turned out to be an unstable spacebridge vortex, and they had only managed to send that information back when their ship was suddenly sucked in and flung across the galaxy. Luckily, nothing was damaged in the trip except for their navigation computer being scrambled, and they were able to set up a beacon for rescuers to find. It was just a case of waiting for it now.

[leaderofteamprime]

Sparkling Talk

@cmo-of-the-autobots | (( Cont from here ))

Hesitance didn’t begin to describe the amount of silence he wanted to produce. He tensed slightly under the servo resting on his shoulder and crossed his arms, looking off to the side. “I… I….” He felt like his spark would jump out of its metal bindings and float away. With a deep vent, he looked back up at Optimus. “E-Everyone I’ve known has had a sparkling a-and… I-I… I have a-always wondered w… What it would be like to have one of m-my own.” He was shaking; nervousness and a random bout of adrenaline attacking his form.

Optimus took a second to absorb the information, then stepped forward to pulled Ratchet to his chassis. He ran a comforting servo over his backstruts while the other cradled his helm, and he curled a bit protectively around him. 

“Ratchet, there is nothing I would like better than starting a family with you. Truly, nothing more.” He pressed a kiss to the top of Ratchet’s helm. He could see it in his mind, the two of them, one or two small bitlets on their laps, Roselight nearby ready to entertain her siblings, and the rest of the team near as aunts and uncles. Admittedly, it was a fantasy he had imagined before, but he hadn’t been sure if Ratchet would have agreed with it.