| Aftermath of Ibex | |
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| Date of Scene: | 09 December 2019 |
| Location: | Medical Bay |
| Synopsis: | Goth and Knock Out return for repairs and are greeted by the 'normal' medbay crew. |
| Cast of Characters: | Phantom, Vortex, Dustoff, Knockout, Goth |
- Goth has posed:
Goth comes into the medical bay, sore, armor melted, still smoking horribly, and cringing as he makes his way over to a /very/ familiar repair berth, and just falls faceplate down into it with a groan. "..That... Could of been worse..." He grunts out, as if that was the upside to this all... he's still leaking energon, whatever Nightlash did to him was /baaaad/
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff is there, waiting and ready as ever. Sure, there might not have been much chatter over the comms, but...really, whenever an excursion into combat comes up it's always for the best to have things ready and waiting...
As Goth comes in, he just moves to help the mech to the medberth and starts getting things hooked up. "Oh? Could've been worse, eh? Howso?"
- Knockout has posed:
There is silence from one of the other medics, but this time the medic is the one in need of repairs. Knock Out has clearly seen better days, judging from his charred body and other scrapes and markings. There is nothing nice or fancy about that finish. He moves with a limp. Those steel-belted radials have seen better days as well.
- Goth has posed:
"It was Blurr and Nightlash." Goth says, as if that explains /everything/ regarding what happened. His ears fall back as he just relaxes thee on the berth, now that there was some relief form the burns and armor melt from the fire. "...Mph.. could of been left out on the field and offline as well but..." His blue optic tracks over to Knock out, before it glitches turn red and he grumbles. "Scouter is a /mess/ he'd grumble."
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff eughs... "Yeeeah, that's no good..." He works on getting the fire suppressing systems running to at least halt the burning on Goth's part before moving over to give Knock Out a look over, doing much the same. Gotta get the burning to end...right? "At least ya both walked back under yer own power... sorta."
- Knockout has posed:
Knock Out maintains his silence, except to say, "I don't want to talk about it." He's still smoldering, and while he looks anything but comfortable, the equivalent look is someone who is trying his best not to fall apart in front of everyone else. He allows Goth to be the one to give all the nasty details, if any are to come, finding a spot to gingerly place himself for this. Think happy thoughts. Shiny thoughts. Fresh coat of paint thoughts. Waxed paint job thoughts.
- Goth has posed:
Goth's ear twitches when he hears that.. pitiful voice come out of Knock out, and oh.. Oh, ow, he feels pity, oooh does he feel it, that sounds like him every time he came back from the field /awake/ for a change in those early days, and that.. just makes him sigh and look over tiredly, and waves a wing at the poor speeder. "You'll... Get used to it." He'd sigh.
"And I suppose that's true Dusty, considering all the times I came in offline." He'd chuckle weakly. "Almost ended up having to be carried in according to my readouts.." he'd glance to Knock out. "Have KNock out to at least thank for ensuring I wasn't offlined.. again." he'd say dryly at the agian part.
- Dustoff has posed:
"Don't gotta talk about it," Dustoff offers to Knock Out as he starts working on repairs, "just sit still while I get everythin' plugged in proper and get you back on your feet... because I can, and will, magnetize you down if I gotta..." He mutters.
"And...I'd rather not remember all them times, thank you very much, Goth... you know how much of a worry it wwas for me?" He shoots the other mech a grin and resumes his work. "Welcome to th' medbay staff, by the by," he offers offhandedly to Knock Out.
- Knockout has posed:
"I don't plan on getting used to it," Knock Out says flatly. If there's any gratitude from Goth for patching him up in the field, the Velocitronian is not really showing any signs of reading it in the bat-mech. He just looks miserable instead.
He adds, giving Dustoff a glance, "This isn't the first time I've been in here, on this side or the other," is said as a reminder. "There's no need to threaten with magnets." This may be why he prefers not to be the one in need of fixing up. Someone else is in control of it.
- Phantom has posed:
A spontaneous arrival in the medbay by the elusive seeker is probably unwelcome by all those present, but Phantom doesn't really give a damn. He ghosts through the wall, ignoring Goth and Dustoff, but his optics rest on Knock Out momentarily. "Damn," he says. "Just.. damn. You're gonna be okay, right?"
A moment later, he assumes his normal perch on the windowsill above the medbay. He reaches into his subspace and pulls out that bit of metal he was last seen studying.
- Goth has posed:
"And he will, I've witnessed him shooting Vortex to keep him down to repair him." Goth chuckles, before he blinks, his ears falling back and then twitching back up as a tinge of pink appears on his face plating as he lifts his helm to look at Dustoff, and coughs.
"W-Well, I wasn't quite aware it stretched /that/ far back, but in retrospect, It was obvious....So, I am now, so, yes, I shall gladly not bring them up love." He'd smile softly at Dustoff, laying his chin down back on the bearth.
He was /going/ to say something to Knock out, but instead his fur puffs out, and his read out monitors spike when he sees Phantom phase into the room and he jerks upward, almost in a defensive position, watching PHantom.. but given he's not showing interest, Goth.. relaxes some.
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff glances over at Phantom and mutters a bit before looking back at his work, just taking time to focus on getting Knock Out fixed up well enough that the guy can at least start doing some of his own work and not relying strictly on ... well.... himself. "He'll be fine, Phantom... What do you want?"
He moves over to where Goth's at to start doing work on the other damaged mech. Or probably to help keep the batmech calm. ...actually probably both.
- Knockout has posed:
Knock Out grunts a word of thanks, literally. No more, no less. The worst of Knock Out's damages - and he wasn't in quite as bad a shape as Goth, rough as he looked - taken care of. The limp, gone. An arm can flex more properly again, and while he's still going to need to finish touching himself up, it will be all right.
"I'll be back to normal in no time. Can't wait for that new paint job," he explains, intentionally avoiding looking at himself or any reflective surfaces. Instead, he watches Goth, watches Dustoff, adds, "Needless to say, the base is no longer ours."
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom scoffs, and jumps off the ledge, landing on the floor next Knock Out.
"Attachments are unhealthy," he says to Dustoff vaguely, "I mean, what would you do if the Autobots kidnapped ..." He stares at Goth. "Batty. Or whatever the hell his name is," he says flippantly.
"Figures. You've got a body like a backroad," Phantom says with a playful smirk. "Eh. Well, we won over Luna 2. This war is give and take. Besides, we might take over another one of their bases soon, anyway."
- Goth has posed:
And it Works, once Goth's arms aren't being repaired, he'd put one around Dustoff protectively, side-glaring at Phantom. "One of us will need to write a report." he says cautinally to Knock out as he keeps an optic on Phantom... The thought of being taken prisoner by the bots though, does make his fur bristle, was a thought that once would lead him to do Something Drastic but now? Now he knows he'd lie and wait...
"Cute." Goth says tartly and almost venomously to Phantom.
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff thinks on that a moment. "Well...let's say if they did...I'd probably have all kinds of fun at the Autobot's expense..." He grunts and continues his work while keeping wary tabs on Phantom and letting him do...whatever with Knock Out. Honestly... Phantom'll just be Phantom, it seems. He has work to do.
- Knockout has posed:
Knock Out casts a glance toward Phantom, watching him one way or another, before he states, "What is there to really say in a report? The Autobots attacked, we barely touched Blurr if at all," which has him sounding more annoyed than anything else, "Nightlash bombed everything repeatedly, and they took the base. We had to retreat. Report over." Yes, he's still quite grumpy. They did escape, however. The mostly red and silver mech probes at his right hand and arm as he tries to shift through to a buffer, then upon being reminded of the state he's in, he heaves an audible sigh and gives up on that.
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom chuckles. "He's kinda right," the elusive seeker says, grinning in a somewhat sinister fashion, his gaze sweeping over Goth and Dustoff. "Blurr is a speedy bastard and Nightlash has no self control, and even less concern for her own well being," he says, "makes things difficult, when you can't hit one, and the other just.. doesn't care at all about being hit."
A pause. "Hm, you know, I guess you could try emotionally aggravating them. Might make them easier to hit, or manipulate."
- Vortex has posed:
Vortex prances into the medbay and spreads his arms wide. "Vortex is here enjoy it." he says. He heads to Goth's berth, knowing hes probably on it again. "What happened this time?" he looks to him and Knockout. "Hi knockout they et ya too?"
- Goth has posed:
Goth frowns as he watches Phantom, his ears still pressed against his helm.. but they do lift slightly as Goth glances to Dustoff to give a soft smile, and a light nuzzle with his snout, before looking back to watch Phantoms movements.
"I doubt so, but if you do prove me wrong, I'm /sure/ You'll inform us." Goth says with a smirk to Phantom, but glances over to KNock out. "I suppose I'll write the report then, last time someone didn't inform them of a base loss or damages there was /quite/ a fuss." he says knowingly. before nodding in greeting to Vortex. "Hello Vortex, and Blurr and Nightlash happened." He'd huff.
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff focuses on his work all the while, letting Phantom put ideas in Knock Out's head about how best to aggrivate or topple a Nightlash. ... really, is there /any/ way to get into her head?
He pauses, blinking a bit as he thinks about that and then promptly decides that...no, it's probably for the best he doesn't do that at all.
- Knockout has posed:
Knock Out nods once to Goth. "I kept you going out there so you could survive long enough to do the dirty work of report-writing," he says, a dry tone cutting through the fact his self-image has taken a hit...for now.
Phantom receives only a cursory look. "By all means, feel free," he adds, gesturing with a hand out, palm up. "Get into their heads, if you can. Preferably with a buzzsaw." Vortex, he only looks at for about as long as he did Phantom. "Was there something in particular that gave it away?"
- Phantom has posed:
Phantom ignores Vortex. Again.
He shrugs. "Well, no, that's not really what I mean," the elusive seeker says. "What I mean is, figure out how to push their buttons. Find a way to make them hate you so much, all rational thought goes away when they see you. Understand what makes them want to kill you, or ... self damage. Then, you'll know exactly what to do or say, in order to make them react. You'll have perfected the art of controlling them, to a degree." His optics flash dimly, and he glances over at Goth, then Vortex, briefly.
He laughs at Goth's comment. "I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about, or who you are," he says, "sorry, I don't take orders from strangers, unless I'm aware that they outrank me," he says with a non-chalant shrug.
To Knock Out, he says, "I guess you're right in a way. If you can get into their heads, it will be like a buzzsaw to their brains. Perhaps even better." He starts heading for the exit of the medbay, smirking.
- Vortex has posed:
Vortex starts to walk around the room, circling. He walks directly towards Phantom and bumps into him. He blinks in surprise. "What the." he bumps again and again into him. "Who put. This invisble wall here?" hea sks.
- Goth has posed:
Goth gives Knock out a flat-look, and rolls his optics, shaking his helm lightly, he doesn't take offense to it, but does reach over to grab a datapad to start on the report once Dustoff was done.. He then hears Vortex and shakes his helm, yep theeere was a trigger point, everything was about to go to slag.
"Then I suggest you check the datafiles, as I do outrank you." Goth says to Phantom dryly, before settling against Dustoff.
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff snorts softly at Vortex's antics...because, honestly...who wouldn't? It's just...funny. Though he does try to really keep his focus on his work, slowly wrapping things up on Goth.
- Knockout has posed:
Knock Out pushes up to his feet from the berth he'd sat upon, left to shake his head slowly. "Everyone, be aware Private Phantom is suggesting disrupting rational thought and Nightlash is one of the subjects in question." There is a minor grimace, but he begins to withdraw both literally and figuratively after his expression darkens briefly at the antics taking place. "Dustoff, my thanks, but it is time I retired to my own workshop. I am..far from finished." Nimble fingers flex on one hand, prior to acknowledging them by lifting it briefly on the way out. Best to lick one's wounds in private.
- Phantom has posed:
"Okay," the elusive seeker says, not even looking at Goth.
Phantom gives Vortex a blank look. "Uh, excuse me," he says blandly, without emotion. He pushes straight past Vortex and follows Knock Out of the medbay, ignoring all other comments or reactions to his suggestions.
- Vortex has posed:
Vortex blows exhaust in Phantom's direction and holds up an obscene gesture. "And thats what I think of you." he says as Phantom departs.
- Goth has posed:
Goth shakes his helm at Vortex, and starts working on the report, finally relaxing. "....I don't know If I should be /glad/ for the fact he's acting like he doesn't know me, or worried." Goth knits her ridges as he speaks to the others as he works.
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff finishes things up and settles back, taking a moment to look towards Knock Out just to make sure everything's good there...and...satisfied no one's dying -and Phantom's gone- he pushes himself up onto Goth's medberth and gets cozy, sitting himself down with a grunt. "Right...well...just another...sadly normal day in the medbay..."
- Vortex has posed:
Vortex goes back to Goth and stands by him. "He's giving you the Vortex treatment. Like we really care right?" he huffs.
- Goth has posed:
Goth lets out a huff and a chuckle. "That's one way of putting it, yes." he says to Vortex, as he gets comfortable with Dustoff there, smooching the others forhelm. "...On that note, I do not.. Dislike Knock out, does seem a bit." He'd tilts his helm side to side. "Easily perturbed."
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff grunts faintly, resting himself in against Goth as he ponders that. "He'll fit in well, then... sounds almost like another Blast Off...only...at least he came in under his own power andd not stuck in some oversized Shuttle-mode..." *AHEM BLAST OFF COUGHCOUGHCOUGH* "Let's see how he does... hopefully he's more an ally than some mechs we know, yeah?" He glances at where Phantom was.
- Goth has posed:
Goth glances to the door. "Agreed, don't need another Phantom trashing the medical bay with blasted portals being torn in the space of reality, or purposefully undermining our work." He'd huff out dryly.
He glanced down at Dustoff and let his helm lul-gently against Dustoff's. "..I love you." He murmurs softly before going back to work on the datapad.
- Dustoff has posed:
Dustoff smiles at that, hooking an arm around the other mech. "Mmmf...love ya too, ya lugnut..." He grins. "Now get some rest before I knock you out..."