| Cadets in Repair | |
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| Date of Scene: | 19 October 2017 |
| Location: | Repair Bay |
| Synopsis: | Ailing Swivel gets a pleasant visit from Hyperdrive and an uncomfortable one from Prowl. |
| Cast of Characters: | Prowl, Swivel, Hyperdrive |
- Swivel has posed:
It had been a fretful recharge cycle for Swivel. While all she had was a big crack on her helmet, her blackout and memory lapse was cause for alarm, and thus she was asked to stay in repair bay an additional solar cycle for monitoring. While there, Swivel had fought the need to rest with a frantic pulse of anxiety - but finally surrendered (and with the help of the nurses administering something to calm her down.) But it had been of short duration and Swivel awoke in a panic, bolting upright in her berth (one of many in a row with only accordian-style dividers to serve as privacy) and letting out a scream. Naturally, the dsiturbance brought one of the medical technicians scurrying over, checking on her and scanning her vitals.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive has finally got home from his nightmare guard duty. He's got a couple shooting wounds and has come into the medical bay. Seeing Swivel down, it makes the young mech frown. HE inches over to look at her especially after hearing the scream when he came in. Being small, he's able to thread his way past those who actually work here to try and get a look at his friend.
- Swivel has posed:
The beleagured femme looks around, taking a moment to remember where she is. Naturally, that is exactly what the technician asks her.
"Swivel, do you know where you are?"
Swivel just nods her head. "Yeah... repair bay... I was jus'.... I'm foin now..." Swivel responds in a quiet mutter. She sighs and glances at the monitoring equipment she's hooked up to.
The technician nods, checking a few more things, and then smiles. "Your stats are a little elevated, but nothing to worry about. If you have any more concerns, just let someone know." The technician turns, and seeing Hyperdrive, frowns somewhat. Swivel's optics also follow the technician's gaze and she smiles.
"Oy, 'Yperdroive. Glad ter see ya. Well. Maybe not 'ere of all places... ya look a bit tired." Swivel says this in a cheerful tone. The technician glances at Swivel's vitals, and then decides not to shoo off Hyperdrive just yet. So long as he doesn't get in anyone's way.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smiles at the technician and moves closer to Swivel. "Got ta face two cons today...don't know how I managed ta not get killed. Well other than I used my forcefield. So pretty drained. I was supposed ta be with Springer and he went fer walk or somethin." He looks Swivel over, "How are you doin? Ya sounded a bit freaked out."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel scrunches up her face at Hyperdrives tale. "Dun sound loik Springer ter jus' leave a cadet in danger." Swivel then shrugs. She feels a dull ache returning to her head, but it isn't so bad that she'd start beeping for a nurse to administer something to block the pain. She just tries to put on a grin instead of a grimace. "Yeah, I... I guess I moight've dreamt somethin' scary, but I dun remember wot it was now. Nuthin' ter be worried 'bout to be sure."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive brings out a couple of his spheres, "Ya shoulda seen it though" He starts juggling for Swivel. "These cons were gonna take the train stuff and I went and protected it. I got one of the cons ta shoot herself by messin with her systems. It was really funny." He winces a little but keeps up the juggling. "The other con was willin ta kill me and destroy all the stuff we were carryin."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel watches the juggling for a silent moment, seeming to become lost in thought. Or more accurately, lost in the lack of thought. It's a nice respite. But eventually, she is brought back to the moment, catching only half of what Hyperdrive said. Not that she'd admit it. "Yeah, well, there're some folk willin' ter destroy everything if they dun get their way. Still. Musta been scary. Maybe a little excitin', but scary."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive stops juggling. "I kept tellin them...beggin them ta just go away. I didn't want to fight them. But I knew that I was supposed ta guard the traincar. Springer was gone and....I wish you had been there." He shakes his head. "I was supposed ta go with Blurr today on another Cadet mission but I didn't feel up ta it. That and I still have holes in my armor. Never been shot before..."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel peers at Hyperdrive. She reaches over and places a ahnd on his shoulder. "Yer adorable. Ya sound loik me 'en I was.... er.... less exposed, I guess, ter the way things are. Yeah. I wish I coo jus' tak Decepticons down and that showin' 'em I mean 'em no 'arm coo' get 'em ter stand down." Swivel puts her hand back in her lap. "Sorry I wun there. I was too busy tryna stop Blurr from bein' an idiot. But, yanno, 'e's an unstoppable force." Just what IS it with those two? All buddy buddy at the Red Guardian, and then suddenly this animosity. "And I can't believe Blurr is out on assignment again so soon. I moight 'ave to 'ave some words with.... with.... ugh I 'ate to say it, but talk ter Prowl." Swivel shudders.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive winces, "I think I'd volunteer ta 'discuss' stuff with that con instead of talkin ta Prowl. I did find out my trainin worked. I talked them inta not payin attention ta me and my flashbang, blinded em and when the one con pressed the issue I stunned him. it was kinda funny watchin him tryin ta cannon me when he couldn't even pick the weapon up right. And then he was all frustrted cause my forcefield protected me and the gear we were protectin. As fer blurr...He doesn't seem ta like me all that much. I try ta stay outta his way."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel laughs lightly as Hyperdrive lays out the scene of Decepticons bungling. But, the merriment doesn't last long. One because the Blurr topic is a sore one, and two because she realises how uncharitable it is to laugh at anyone's misfortune. Even Decepticosn."Blurr.... just gets frustrated with folk 'oo dun seem to see the world the way 'e sees it. Which is pretty normal, I guess." Swivel shrugs. "But, yeah, prolly good idea ter give 'im a lotter space. 'E's jus' dealin' with some personal issues roigt now." Mainly, her rejection. "As fer Prowl.... well.... it's... er... that's... uh.... wellum..." Swivel stammers a little. "Well, I dun blame anyone for wantin' ter avoid 'im. 'E is imposin'."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive grins faintly, "I know. And Unfortunately I don't know everyone well enough ta know if what I'm seein now is normal or if its any different." He thinks for a moment, "All I can do is keep doing my best and try and make sure that I'm there fer my friends."
- Swivel has posed:
Swivel leans back a little against the wall her berth is set against. "Yeah... bein' there fer yer friends is th'best one kin do..." Swivel says in agreement, although she doesn't sound entirely convinced with her own words. "Though I'm startin' ter wonder if I otter redefoin wot I consider a 'friend'."
- Prowl has posed:
Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Just as Swivel is talking about Prowl, he walks into the repair bay. It's kind of strange, he isn't usually the type to pay any of the injured a visit, but it seems this time around he has opted to. Which really just means that he must have some purpose, some reason for doing it other than just to be friendly. Because he just...doesn't do that.
He approaches Swivel's berth with the usual unreadable expression, nodding to both her and Hyperdrive in polite greeting. "Swivel. I trust you're recovering quickly? And Hyperdrive, I'm glad you've stayed out of trouble thus far. I have to commend your success in Tagan Heights securing that shipment. Certainly better than I expected from a cadet."
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive smiles a little at Swivel, "Lots of stuff get redefined in life....even how you see yourself. I just hope....." And that's when Prowl shows up. He immediately stands at attention, and tries to not look like he's been getting in trouble. "I j-just followed my trainin sir and hoped Springer's back up would get there before they could take control of the shipment sir..." His processors are already trying not to overheat as he double checks the compliment to make sure it is INDEED a compliment and not a subtle barb at something he didn't do right.
- Swivel has posed:
If Cybertronians had pigmentation and blood, Swivel would have gone pale as a ghost the moment Prowl walked into the room. However, her dismay is still readable by widened optics. Swivel quickly looks away, at anything other than Prowl. 'Don't come over here don't come over here', she silently chants this prayer in her mind. However, she sees his reflection in the screen reading off her vitals - which are elevated yet again. Swivel looks back at him, meekly managing a salute in greeting.
"Sir. I'm recoverin' well... jus' 'ere fer some diganostics." Which he probably already knows. And the results aren't going to be very promising once they are filed. Swivel pauses. Wait... does Prowl have access to her very private medical files? Swivel hopes not but has a sneaking suspicion that he does. Swivel gives Hyperdrive a side glance as he stands to rigid attention and then looks back at Prowl apprehensively.
- Prowl has posed:
"At ease, cadet." Prowl replies with another slight nod to indicate that they can relax. "Yes, you did follow your training and succeeded against overwhelming odds. Congratulations--keep up the good work and you'll be on your way to a promotion as soon as you graduate." A normal person would've smiled along with this comment, however he does not.
"Both of you have great potential. It's just a matter of making sure you have the right training and tools at your disposal by the time you officially join a unit. Well, for you in particular," he turns toward Swivel. "I see a promising career in the Intel division as a field operative. Anyway, I'm glad to hear you are doing well. As I said, keep up the good work."
After he leaves, Swivel might notice some of the other patients in the infirmary are kinda staring at them, because...well--what kind of cadet gets hospital visits from the SiC himself?!
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive definately looks relieved as the big black and white himself departs with the parting words. He looks at Swivel and says, "Move over cause if anything else like that happens....I'm gonna faint." He gives Swivel a grin. "That...was decidedly better than when he's looking at you like he's debating if you need to be squished or not."
- Swivel has posed:
What kind of cadet indeed? Swivel is hotly aware of other patients and staff staring at her and it makes her all the more uncomfortable. If this gets to the Academy, she can be assured some backlash from her peers. But furthermore... it was hard for her to bring up the courage to say she did not WANT become Intel. But Swivel's suspicions are all too confirmed. Prowl IS paying special attention to her. Surely, this isn't some paranoid delusion, right? Swivel glances over at Hyperdrive. His comments confirm it. Swivel's mouth moves and she makes a few incoherent syllables before, unlike Hyperdrive who might faint, she actually does. The femme collapses back onto her berth.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive frowns and pokes Swivel in the arm, "Ummm Swiv...Swivel? Swivel? Swwwwivellll" Each time he says her name he pokes her, "Swivel, comeonswivel, Swivel, swiv swiv swivswivswivswivswiv..." He makes a face and wonders if sending a mild electric current through the berth might help things. Or if he should call the technician. Thinking things over carefully, he decides to lightly zap Swivel by fiddling with a couple wires, "SWIVEL!!"
- Swivel has posed:
Hypedrive's prodding doesn't get any response. But his calling her name, and the change in vitals does get a response from one of the staff, who strides over there just in time to see Hyperdrive fiddling with wires. "STOP!" the technician yells a bit too late. "GET OUT NOW!" The technician yells at Hyperdrive before quickly going to make sure Swivel is alright.
Swivel doesn't wake up from this jolt, but it does cause her fingers to twitch. But perhaps it's just as well - Swivel needs her rest. And she's in good hands.
- Hyperdrive has posed:
Hyperdrive acks as the technician chases him out....well he doesn't go completely out. He ducks into one of the other rooms, hopefully to find someone to fix his damage. But he'll avoid swivel and her guard for now.