#codeblue answers

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There is a weird looking goat eating copper wire while watching Gary with a wary eye. However it's the fact that there appeared to be more activity than they realized. Therefore they sat like a cyberhound. Still eating however.

Gary watches the other goat and bleats softly, eyeing the much larger figure while trying to casually scarf up his own supply of food. It isn't until Codeblue walks in and finds both goats thar Gary calms down, trotting over to hide behind the medic who stares at the other goat with a mixture of surprise and amusement.

"Y'know. I'd probably be more alarmed about this if I wasn't already so used to Gary's bullshit." He muses to himself before reaching into his subspace and pulling out a bag of oxidized pats and holding it open for the bigger goat.

"Hey there, well aren't you a big fella."

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➳ (muse of choice) (@risevp)

Send ➳ for your character to receive mine as a gift/spoil of war.

Well, it certainly wouldn't be the first time Codeblue had been captured by Decepticons. Being a dedicated pacifist in the middle of a war tended to do that to you when you've been drafted. First time he'd been offered up as a gift though. That was certainly new. Usually he was just gagged and thrown in a cell for awhile or used as free medical care for their troops. He didn't mind. Helping was helping. The part he didn't like was having patients keep coming back full of holes and wounds after he'd just finished patching them up.

And the innocent bystanders. ...he hated that part too. More than anything he hated that.

But being offered up as a gift. Too different to quantify. He gave an oof as he was shoved roughly to his knees before the ruling Decepticon, wrists chafing in his binds. "Ow. Rude. It's not like I'm resisting." He grumbled, trying to make light of a situation that was, honestly, a bit terrifying.

He didn't like surprises unless he was the one behind them. Most surprises in war time were bad. Like bombs raining down in a surprise attack, sort of bad. So despite trying to keep his cool, he was actively shaking in his cuffs as he looked up to the bot he'd been offered to.

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Umber hasn't emerged from the vents in days. Buried deep in the catacombs of the ship. However when she does emerge from the vents she looks rough and definitely in need of a bath and possibly a medical check over.

Redstrike is the first to find her since he's rather good at predicting even unpredictable behavior. But he isn't the one to take over her direct care this time. Rather, it's Codeblue who hoists Umber off and drags her to Redstrike's washracks across the hall from the medical bay. He sets up a wash for her and leans against the wall with his arms crossed and a rather bemused smile on his face.

"Go on and splash around for a bit. I'm not risking Scalpel's wrath by dragging you into the medical bay as dirty as you are right now. Get a scrub, and THEN you and I are going to have a nice little chin-wag in my office." Codeblue tells her.

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Bemused," Through their paces huh? All the medics I know are kinky apparently."

Codeblue tosses his head back as he laughs and then looks at Springer with pure amusement, "I know a few who aren't, but I like to think that I just like to have fun. If that means I'm kinky, so what?" He comments with a smirk.

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Rodimus makes noises," I'm not Shady!" He at least can make kissy faces," For that- I want a kissy. Gimme~"

Codeblue laughs, "I wasn't talking about you. Though I do count you as mischevious, just so you're aware." He shakes his head however and grabs Rodimus by the collar faring, dragging him down as his surgical mask snaps back. He kisses Rodimus soundly, biting Roddy's lower-lip as he pulls away and smirks, patting the prime on the cheek.

"You primes. Always so needy." he teases.

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He's not prowl, but the blanket monster is trundling your way with a blanket.

Redstrike glances up from his work and smiles, his tail flicking against the surface of his couch as he spots Jazz approaching in his blanket cloak. " Oh no, whatever shall I do, it appears someone is stalking me." He muses aloud.

Codeblue glances up and lifts a brow plate, he can't really detect Jazz due to all of his stealth mods, but he gives a small scoff as he figures Redstrike is well aware of who's sneaking up on them.

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"I'd like to drag Codeblue over to my friend Gaius and have him help with his check up. Titans make for big jobs." Aegis sighs.

"Oh, well if it's a titan then you're going to want Scalpel. Titans are her specialty." He muses.

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"You know, I've always figured you to be the kind of mech that likes handcuffs. You look like you could use a pair." Prowls got that sexy mischievous look about his optics, spinning a pair of cuffs around one of his digits, his other servo pressed up against the wall next to the other mech.

Codeblue was rather taken aback since he'd just been minding his own business up until this moment. He was not going to admit to the fact that he almost cracked the glass of the energon ration he'd been sipping on as he made his way back to the medical bay as Prowl shot him that unfairly sexy look of mischief. Enforcers were NOT supposed to be mischievious. That was HIS thing. It took him a moment, optics wide and mask opened for once, revealing the rather surprised and flaberghasted expression on his face with a bit more clarity than usual before he snapped out of it and smirked back. "Aw gee Prowl, that's awful nice of you. But you know I've got a few pairs back in my habsuite...maybe you might want to come by and inspect them for yourself sometime?" he drawled, lifting his cube to sip from it.