712/A few Cycles Later

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A few Cycles Later
Date of Scene: 20 December 2018
Location: Repair Bay
Synopsis: Hyperdrive finally appears for repairs, and learns a little bit about Starlock.
Cast of Characters: Hyperdrive, Starlock


Starlock has posed:
Starlock had still been in the medbay, recovering the past cycles from what happen at praxus, venturing out every now and then to some place, despite her right arm still being in a stuck-and-broken state, still say in that make shift sling, and her paint still unpaired from the missile damage she took. The boiled paint had mostly been smoothed out but a lot of black chard paint down at her base was still visible.

The dark grey metal patches still visible as well from where that missile had blown a number of holes down her right side... Without paint on it was clear to see the small Medi-Mechanic had been through a number of fights.

She was looking down at a data pad in her working left hand, her glasses still noticeably missing and her face fully exposed, her purple optics framed by matching colored markings around them.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive's state isn't terribly much better. He tries to get away from his bomb in time but got a good bit of hit to hit him when Prowl told him to blow the gardens. He still feels rather bad about blowing the gardens up and has been sitting quietly for the most part.

Starlock has posed:
Starlock glanced up noticing Hyperdrive, like this had been the first time she'd seen him in the medbay, her optics shuddering a few times before she squinted at the Blue bot.

"HD?" She'd ask, her voice in a much more.. relaxed, almost somber tone, compared to her normal high-strung stressed tone of voice, this.. this actually sounded like her natural voice.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive looks over at Starlock, wincing a little. He's hoping she didn't get caught in his bomb too. "Are ya okay? Ya sound like they got you on the good stuff....."

Starlock has posed:
Starlock rolled off her berth and approached the mini-bot, looking him over, even without her glasses, she could see his wounds where not to awful but he was in need of repair.. This was going to be.. Interesting, with only one arm working.

In a vain attempt she tried to get her right arm moving, only for the familiar strained whirling, cricks and cracks of whatever that was melted or stuck that prevented her whole arm from working. After some clear discomfort, she huffed out in frustration, giving up.

She'd go about repairing him with one arm, thankfully it was her left, the one she was most steady and dexterous in. "I'm... Alive." She'd nod. "Buzzsaw and that other flying con got me pretty good with a singular missile..." She's frown, replying as she worked.

"I've not seen you since Praxus.. Did.. Did you just get back? where have you been? are you okay?... Er I mean mentally, and emotionally, and do you need someone to talk to, okay, cause physically you are /clearly/ not okay."

It was odd for her, she felt no reason to be so on edge around him at the moment, maybe it was due to the /other/ reason why... Her mind was starting to drift off into dark places, but she quickly refocused it to tend to Hyperdrive.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns, "I didn't want ta do it. I was expectin him to give me ANY other order than ta destroy that. I...I don't know what ta think. I feel horrible fer what I did. I didn't want ta talk ta anyone...I was afraid of what they would say."

Starlock has posed:
Starlock nodded as she listened to him, slowly, but steadily, repairing his damage. "I tried.. to let you know you had a choice, but by that point I was half-awake and close to offlineing there in Prowls arms...So I'd not be surprised of the commlink didn't pick up my voice."

She'd frown lightly. "You did what you had to... If we can get Praxus back... Maybe we can focus a lot of effort into fixing it.. If the con's haven't started that already." She'd nod. She WANTED to strawman them, ans say they likely wouldn't, but... That was what she got for not wanting to be blinded by extremes.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive sighs and looks away. "I'm sorry, I heard you but then Prowl overroad what you were sayin. Are you okay? You don't need ta work on me if yer hurtin and all. WHy haven't they finished fixing you?"

Starlock has posed:
Slag, Jazz never gave her a proper excuses to use as to WHY she looked like she'd just come off Junkion. Her Jaw set as she kept working, trying to figure out an excuse, remembering she still did have a legit one.

"Ah, waiting for a second opinion about my arm from Ratchet, First Aid mentioned the whole dang thing may need replaced." She'd nod. Eventually finishing her work, it was.. Very neat, tidy, and precises, almost overly so for her normal work, then again she did have to be careful with only one working hand.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns and just sits there looking down at the ground for the moment. "Had ta have my legs replaced...well mostly 2 feet and half a leg. So I gotcha..." He tries to give her half a smles, "thank you fer workin on me....at least you don't seem ta judge people."

Starlock has posed:
"Needless to say I'm a bit scared of that, getting my self outfitted with proper medical equipment was expensive enough." Ahhh finances, she didn't want to think about that, and just what she owed... Thankfully, Hyperdrive's words took her mind off it, and a genuine, soft smile crosses her lips. "Of course I don't." Despite her somber, depressed tone, her laugh is and smile are real.

"I didn't become a doctor to judge people, I became one to help them get back on the road to recovering from those situations." She'd tilt her head, the bags under her optics being very visible. "I like helping people.. I like making them feel better, and making them smile.. I don't like leaving people behind." She'd nod, almost as if she was stating that to herself as well.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nods, "Yer a good medic. And at least you din't throw stuff at people like some of the medics do. And you can fight too whem ya need to."

Starlock has posed:
"Hey I throw scrap too, I just wait till their not injured anymore." She'd laugh. "And I DO know how to scrap! I may not start it, but I sure as heck can finish it!" She'd smirk.

"All honesty though, I really shouldn't /be/ fighting, and more supporting you guys with tactics and medical support then getting into it myself... Part of why I keep ending up in such bad shape, I'm not a fighter, but my body moves before my brain can processes whats going on... Know, when I don't have con's focus firing on me." She'd sigh out.

"No one to blame buy myself on that one." She'd nod. "Actually when my arm's fixed.. I'm going to be showing First Aid some of the things I learned out in the field, to better help him in aiding everyone during combat, like I did with us at the plains."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nods. "I'm just glad yer okay. I get worried about the medics and stuff when they get fired on cause who is gonna save everyone if yer hurt."

Starlock has posed:
"Eheheh, exactly." She'd grin. The small silver fins on the sides of her head twitching in agreement.

"Glad you also came by, been worried about you S'been lonely too." She'd nod "...Feeling a bit better?"

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive nods, "Thank you again fer fixin me up. I really needed it."

Starlock has posed:
"Course Hyperdrive." she'd give him a one armed hug before returning to her berth. "Get some rest, alright?"