4th Transmission // Audio // 4th Wall

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Gears and joints crack over the line--someone's working the kinks out]

Better. 

About time this place ceased altering my structure.  Tired of looking like Ratchet too...  So now what?  Do we continue sitting by...?  Or do we try and get answers out of these... people?

Could use a drink too.

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps I should have met you on the mini golf deck...]

Dying?

...

They have removed your weapons? [Oh no they di'nt. Don't mess with those weapons, fraggit, or this medic is gon' have to smack someone. >:|]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Too late. Behind you.]

Yeah.

...

See for yourself! [Shove/tackle 8|]

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[slk;jglskjgs]

[... Ironhide, your body is a mess. The medic is not pleased at all. :|]

... How long have you been here?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Gets up off him--overly excited greeting was FLAWLESS VICTORY]

... few weeks.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

I know they were field repairs, but I thought they would have lasted longer than that...

[Shakes his head, inspecting his chest.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Head tilt]

What field repairs...? We were still in battle...

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

... Ironhide, the battle was over. Optimus defeated The Fallen.

Or did you damage your memory circuits as well?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... it was not. You think you would have allowed me to leave the field on fire? Because that is how I arrived here.

Optimus... So Mikaela is right. He lives.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

... You remember nothing after that?

[This is even more interesting than he thought. Hmm.

Sigh. He had better take care of this first.]

Come here - Let me take a look at that.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... No. Nothing.

[Stands relatively still so he can be poked at.] Took a few rounds... scouting with Arcee.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

You made a nice mess of yourself.

[Shaking his head. Oh you. Look at this shrapnel.]

They have taken my cutting and welding tools along with my weapons, so this will not be my best work.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Squirming, as per usual] Was not my idea. Had to find the boy...

[Head-tilts] Your best surpasses all else. This will be on par with the average medic... I think I will survive.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

You would drive the average medic into stasis-lock.

[He's smiling though, very used to your squirming by now. Still trying to get rid of the shrapnel.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Then... it is good that you are above average--ow.

[There's a few claw marks there too, Doc.]

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[... He can't leave you alone for a cycle, can he?]

Did you face off against Ravage as well?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[NO, he really can't.]

... No. Shockwave. He was after the children.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[Well, at least you have a good reason. B|]

I don't imagine the crew of this vessel will be willing to return my welding equipment...