That Problem Medic

Hey Momma. [Nudges.] How's the frame doin'? 'Side from, y'know, the scars 'n' everythin'.

[She turn and smiles at him, nudging him back] You did great, Houston. I couldn’t have gotten back on my pedes like this without you.

[He shuffles his pedes a little bit at her generous praise.] Aw, c'mon, you woulda been better off with-- I dunno-- Ratchet or someone with more experience. But thank you, Night.

Um... [He gestures at one weld scar in her lower leg, clearly trying not to call too much attention to the rest of her. At least her faceplate was as good as new.] ...Want me to call Sieverange in to do some detail work?

#minimommabear

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#ooc

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What-- what's this? Why's she lettin' out all those bees?? Is she the queen of bees or somethin'? :O

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[Seis is barely able to sit up and respond to the comm. He groans as he hears Houston’s voice but he shrugs his annoyance off when he hears Houston. This was strange…] «..Symptoms? Did you get hurt from the static coming out of his body? Did other electronic based machinery shut off from exposure? High fever? Optic dimming?»

«You will not do any experimental procedures. It was never bother to find a cure. It only affected us. It was cheaper and more effective to put down whoever was infected. We were disposable then. I’m sure that has no change now either.»

[He was planning to try find a cure himself. Even if it will end up killing him. But if Houston can keep Rapid stable while he does so. He might be able to sent it out to him and save him. Or even complete it if worst comes to worst.] «Whatever you use, as long as it’s source it’s electric it will be drained out. Unless it’s intend use it’s to be drained out. There is not much you can do.»

[He doesn't want to hear this. Houston shuts off his optics and leans over Rapid's med berth to touch his forehead to the patient's faceplate, gritting his dental bands together. The older mech's talk of euthanizing infected patients made it seem so easy... He reaches forward and takes Rapid's servo in his, brushing his thumb over the vicious claws.] <<Rapid ain't disposable, not to me. I'll keep him plugged in as long as I need to... You just focus on this virus, 'n' you will tell me if you need help.>>

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[Seis is barely able to sit up and respond to the comm. He groans as he hears Houston’s voice but he shrugs his annoyance off when he hears Houston. This was strange…] «..Symptoms? Did you get hurt from the static coming out of his body? Did other electronic based machinery shut off from exposure? High fever? Optic dimming?»

«Unless you can get a cure out of somewhere…Keep him as comfortable as possible until what must happen…Happens.» [hesitation could be detected in his tone along with frustration. He was planning to charge himself as much as possible before the virus takes his systems out completely.] «Don’t try to restore the energy he’s lost with energon, it won’t make any difference. All you can do it’s keep feeding him electricity from whatever sources you can find. It’s going to kill us slowly…If my assumptions are correct, it explains why Wirespark hasn’t shown his faceplate. He provably was infected too» [But where did the virus came from? It made no sense. Last he heard of a spreed was millions of years ago. And it was stop. So something or somebot was a carrier…]

<<Hey, I dunno if you realized this, but I can't just sit 'round 'n' wait for "what must happen" to happen. I'm gonna start lookin' for a cure or treatment, 'n' I'm gonna need all the info you can give me on this virus, even if it's just historical trivia.>> [Houston brings up his holographic displays and control center, quickly sending out a few messages to Wirespark and Breakwire.]

<<Seis... If I can get my servos on some... Would synth-en have any positive effect on his systems?>>

#sparkisweakness

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Hey…I’m more or less over everything that’s happened, Houston. I’m fine and I’m ready to take on a little more responsibility around here.

Well, we’ve got Ephedra as his understudy now. She’s been helping a lot. And then when Breakdown doesn’t have a broken spinal strut, he helps a lot, too. But I’ve been trying to take on some of that stuff.

Which one of yours is in intensive care?

Heh, that sounds fine, 's long as you don't overwork yourself or go leapin' into trouble anytime soon-- but if there's any helms to be knocked in, call me so I can go get some old-fashioned stress relief.

Primus, Breakdown... I hope Ephedra's got a sharp glossa on her to keep that mech in his med berth. Somethin' tells me he's the kinda patient who sneaks out cuz he's feelin' restless.

'N'... It's Rapid. He's got some kinda virus that Seis ain't tellin' me 'bout, so now I gotta bribe his employees for more info.

#thatsicksound

[Fumbles with his sanitizing cabinet, worrying about his baby sister. She's old enough to make her own choices 'bout relationships or even casual interfacin'. He shakes his helm and cranks the dials on the cabinet. I still don't want Wavelength to go too fast.

Like you did?

Houston grumbles and goes to check on Rapid.]

#IC

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Haha, you and me both, Hous’.

You too? Well, everyone is more than happy to let us know what’s up here; Arcee’s got a hip infection, Beatbox got the slag beat outta him and Breakdown, too.

Beatbox’s been repaired, however.

And…it’s okay, Houston. You sound like you haven’t unloaded in a while and far be it from me to say that you shouldn’t. I’m here to listen.

I’ve been okay. Kinda lazin’ around.

Wow, sounds like y'all really got a penchant for windin' up in the medbay over there. Thank Primus Beat's all fixed up! But hey, you deserve to laze around, 'Track. Y'know, after... All that mess.

...Oh, man, now I feel real bad for Knockout. That's, what, three bots in the medbay? I thought havin' one in intensive care was bad 'nough...

#thatsicksound

Mornin'. Good news, your optic's in! I'm gonna need to do some vision tests. 'N' guess what? Your protoform's healin' up really quickly. I changed your pain threshold last night when you were rechargin'-- I put you on painkillers this mornin' but at least now your sensors are at 25%. <3

I thought I felt more achey when I came online this morning… [She pushes herself up and blinks a few times, relieved to be rid of the patch and have both optics in working order again] So when can I start making expressions again?

Accordin’ to your progress timeline… Now. [He leans in and nuzzles her cheek before returning to his notes.] You wanna walk today, too? Or d’you wanna take it slow?

[Even if he’d told her the opposite, she wouldn’t have been able to help the smile that crossed her face at his nuzzle. She playfully pushes him off before carefully swinging her legs off the berth] I think I’ll walk. Laying here on this berth all day is making my joints go stiff.

Your joints shouldn't atrophy, but walkin's a good idea. [The medic gently loops his arm around his commanding officer's waist and makes optic contact.] Okay, I'm gonna help you to the ground... [He guides and half-carries her until her peds touch the medbay floor.] ...'N' then I'm gonna keep holdin' onto your servos in case you're too wobbly to go too far.

#minimommabear

Okay… [Fidgets] I-I ain’t sure if your “gentle” is the same as my “gentle”.

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” —No one was hurt, sir. It’s alright. “

#warfxrged #aw c'mon don't do that #ya don't need a time-out

[Sighs in relief] Somehow, that's more reassurin'... 'N' I'm just a medic, so ya don't need to call me sir. Hell, you probably outrank me.

Mornin'. Good news, your optic's in! I'm gonna need to do some vision tests. 'N' guess what? Your protoform's healin' up really quickly. I changed your pain threshold last night when you were rechargin'-- I put you on painkillers this mornin' but at least now your sensors are at 25%. <3

I thought I felt more achey when I came online this morning… [She pushes herself up and blinks a few times, relieved to be rid of the patch and have both optics in working order again] So when can I start making expressions again?