722/A Conversation in the Atrium

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A Conversation in the Atrium
Date of Scene: 06 January 2019
Location: Decagon - Atrium
Synopsis: Hot Rod, Starlock and Hyperdrive discuss recent events concerning the incident in Rodion.
Cast of Characters: Hot Rod, Hyperdrive, Starlock


Hot Rod has posed:
The Decagon is relatively empty at the moment, since most of the bots are currently on Clemency, battling with the 'Cons over a stash of ununtrium.

Hot Rod /so/ would have been there, but the medics here had mandated that he stay behind and 'rest up' since he'd returned from having been held hostage in Gallo's ship looking a bit worse for wear. So, unfortunately, the former Nyonian rebel is sitting and brooding in the Atrium at the Decagon, helm resting on one hand while the other flicks absently through a data pad displaying the latest Autobot reports concerning the altercation involving Ratchet and his free clinic in Rodion. "Dammit... " he mutters to himself.

Starlock has posed:
Starlock looked more then a bit worried, shaken.. scared even, she was the lone ranking medic at the medbay at the moment, and four of her superiors where out at the clemency site, what ever she'd been hearing over the autobot's channel had her seriously on edge.

So much so she was pacing outside the door of the medbay, looking down at the floor, her denta grinding, and she was even digging into her paint on her right arm, with her left hand... She'd not noticed anyone around, in fact some could likely hear she was venting heavily.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive had been relagated to second or third stringer after some of the recent attacks caused some significant damage. And though he was doing better, they'd been keeping him out of the main fighting for whatever reason. The result is a rather bored Hyperdrive. He makes it a point to go see what Hot Rod is doing since he's got nothing better to do.

Hot Rod has posed:
Hot Rod looks up when Hyperdrive shows up. "Hyperdrive! I've been meaning to talk to you." He pauses, his attention momentarily drawn to a TV displaying a headline that says, "Head of Medical Records at Deltaran Murdered" along with a bored looking news anchoring reporting on the matter.

"... did you hear about what happened in Rodion? We need to clear Ratchet's name, and I could probably use your help. I mean, you're a scout, right?"

He hears Starlock pacing not too far from where they are, and frowns. "Hey!" he yells at her, "stop worrying yourself sick and come over here. I want to talk to you about your report."

Starlock has posed:
Starlock perked up hearing Rod, it would take her a moment, but she soon hesitantly would join the two. "You can stop telling to worry when m--" she stopped herself, no.. no These two didn't know /He/ was the one attacking their team mates..

"N-Nevermind...What do you want to.. talk... about.." Her optics where drawn to the TV, as well as grabbing her attention. Herr hands started clinching and unclinching as she saw it..

Primus no, Ratchet couldn't see this, it would make everything worse.. Hell it was making her angry! and the other tow could tell as they could now see her grinding her denta in a sneer.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns, "Ratchat ain't the most cheerful of mechs but I can't see him killing someone in cold blood. Otherwise he woulda killed you long ago." He glances at Starlock. "How have you been?"

Hot Rod has posed:
Hot Rod places a hand on Starlock's arm and guides her to sit, if she allows him. "Starlock, calm down. Being anxious isn't going to help us figure out who's actually responsible," he says firmly but gently. "Have you looked for Rosy since .. the incident at Rodion?

Hot Rod scoffs. "Pft, yeah..." He shakes his helm, glancing over at Hyperdrive. "He wasn't the one responsible. And I'm not sure who is, but a damn good place to start would be with that Gallo fellow." He pauses. "You know anything about him?" he asks the smaller mech.

Starlock has posed:
Starlock allowed herself to be guided, she knew if she didn't, she was going to bust that TV, and she'd be in so much trouble for it... Well, likely not as much as Ratchet was in right now.. Her optics went up to look at Hot Rod.

"No... but I also don't think i can walk into Macc's right now without a giant target on my spinal strut."

She'd mumble, before looking over to Hyperdrive, heisting to speak, looking for a lie or something to make him not worry, her voice box however was not behaving, and cracking as she spoke. "I've... Been better." She'd nod. "No... I only know he's Greymatter's partner, form Rosy.."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive shakes his head. "I don't go inta the bars except ta come yell at you fer skippin duty or if I'm workin...so i don't get ta see alot of the people there. At least not regularly enough. I can try helpin out if you think I'll be of any use."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns at Starlock, "Ya know no one's blamin ya or anythin right? This was made ta mess with Ratchet and probaly they didn't care who else they took out."

Hot Rod has posed:
Hot Rod pats Starlock on the back affectionately. "Don't worry about it. Mac's policy is no fighting in the bar, and all factions are welcome. You won't get hurt. And even if they try, I'll go with you and make sure that doesn't happen."

He looks over at Hyperdrive. "You should come with us next time - we need to find her and ask her what she knew about his... condition, according to Ratchet's report. I can't imagine she didn't know."

Starlock has posed:
Starlock frowned, holding her arm and slumping over slightly as she listened to the two, it was true... Even if that.. That policy was violated by Greymatter, hopefully it still rang true

She nodded at Hot Rod, that had helped her feel better, but she was still trying to hide that she was scared to go in there, and scared of being tricked again and scared of failing Ratchet

"I dunno if she does.. She didn't seem to know him at first then on the second time she..." waaait a minute. "She.. told me he was Gallo's partner.." Something wasn't adding up in her head.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smiles at Starlock, "I can go in there with you if you want. I gotta forcefield and that way there won't be any weapons involved on the bots side if somethin DOES happen."

Hot Rod has posed:
Hot Rod puts an arm around Starlock. "Exactly," he says, nodding in agreement with Starlock's previous comment. "It's weird. I mean, maybe she doesn't know anything and isn't involved, but we can't be sure unless we investigate."

The former Nyonian rebel frowns a little at Hyperdrive's comment, his ego jostled mildly. "....right. As long as you don't go there alone, you should be fine. We're not going to let anything happen to you."

Starlock has posed:
Starlock nodded at the two. "I'd appreciate both of you, going in a group is much safer." she'd agree. She'd take in a heavy vent, and sigh. "...I don't want to fail Ratchet, he's done so much to help me.." her optics were caste down to the floor.

"I need to fix this..."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "I go places all alone all the time. But I also have a forcefield...ya know. That an most people overlook me."

Hot Rod has posed:
"Don't worry, we will," Hot Rod consoles her, rubbing her back. "Besides, none of the slag that just happened to him has to do with you. But we're going to figure this out, and clear Ratchet's reputation so he can get his free clinic back." He nods at Hyperdrive. "Next time we go, maybe you can be the one to ask the questions. Rosy doesn't know you, so we'll have to see if what she tells you lines up with what Starlock and I know."

Starlock has posed:
Starlock looked to Hyperdrive. "Please Hyperdrive, it.. It would be a big help." She'd huff, and looked to Hot Rod, placing her hand over his, and vented in deeply, and after a long moment, she'd finely speak with some conviction.

"Whatever you plant to do to help Ratchet, Rod, I want in, no matter how /insane/ it maybe." She'd nod.

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "Wonder if this will count fer him not glarin at me....." He smiles at Starlock before sighing when the com explodes. "Uh oh. Sounds like they're singin yer song fer the repair bay. You gonna be okay?" He glances at Hot Rod, unsure what to do with the incoming messages."

Hot Rod has posed:
Hot Rod laughs, and stands, giving Starlock a hefty slap on the back. "Alright, well, I better not hear any complaining about the way I decide to do things.."

Hot Rod then glances over at Hyperdrive, nodding. "Yeah... hopefully they're not coming home in pieces. Guess we could head over to the repair bay to see how everyone fared."

Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive says, "I could use this time ta feed the glitchmice livin in the walls of Prowl's office. He should be busy enough ta not catch me..."

Starlock has posed:
"Hopefully" She'd chuckle, and then freeze, hearing the reports to prep the medbay over her commlink. "Yeah, they are and... Maybe.. I might need to call in help, hopefully First Aid, Pharma or... Ratchet can assist me... I-If they allow him."

She'd chuckle weakly and nod. "Yeah, hopefully, and you can follow, just please stay out of the way, i'll probably be running all over the place, since they where fighting /Megatron/ out there." She'd say as she moved to the medbay entrance.

Hot Rod has posed:
Hot Rod smirks. "Well, have fun. At least you can be assured he probably isn't heading over to his office anytime soon." He chuckles.

The young flameo shrugs. "I'll probably only stop by to make sure they're all still alive - learned a thing or two from Ratchet about interfering with a medic his or her work."