6th Transmission / Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

Ratchet...

Found what we needed.  Care of a... social gathering.  Do not ask, I do not want to discuss it.



You still worked up over that organic? 

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

I would not call it 'worked up,' so much as insulted.

But perhaps a little.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Come then. In my quarters.

Have a solution. Temporary, but more suited to you than destroying things.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

I will be there momentarily.

[They see me rollin'?]

[heavyweaponsbot]

I will be waiting.

[They lovin'. Really.]

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[You know, I do not believe that is how the human version goes, Ironhide. Though, I do prefer yours.

Knock, knock.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[I know you do, darling.

Door's opened, and a glowing, blue-ish cube is dangled in your face.]

Found some.

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[Wow.

That is quite the greeting.]

... Where did you find that?

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Only for you.

He steps away from the door, letting him in.]

I told you. A social... gathering.

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[He steps passed, trying not to laugh at the idea of Ironhide at a social gathering.]

I thought that Shockwave had the only supply of energon on the ship...

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Shuts the door behind him, he's grinning.]

He did. Now I have another supply... For now.

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[Shaking his head. He should have known he would be able to get some if he wanted it.]

An entire supply? [Chuckle] How long do you think that will last?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Something worked Ratchet up?

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He should have. Passes him one of the cubes, taking one too.]

How long will it last...? [Glances at him] Depends on how angry you are.

[heavyweaponsbot]

...

[Crap, discovered!]

... Uh.

Something... like that.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[You can't hide from your ward.]

What happened?

[heavyweaponsbot]

There is an organic here who feels were are mere drones! Simple machines! With no more sentience than one of your... hn... toasters.

1/2

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

2/3 i lied

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Well, thats...that's just...

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

That's just bullshit.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I would use different words... but I agree. As does Ratchet.

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[He takes the cube, grateful for his... skill in obtaining it. :|]

Hmm. [Looks at the Energon, still deciding.] Well, he did say that I was incapable of free thought.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

... [looks at it too, thinking as well.]

This may last us tonight. Depends on... if you think an automaton like you can out-drink a sentient being like me.

[Teasing. Totally teasing.]

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[... Drinking to that. B|]

I believe I will be able to keep up just fine.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Drinks to that.]

Can you? Never could before... I am more accustomed to it.

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[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

[This is a very bad idea, but he will continue to drink heavily from the cube. He has never been able to outdrink Ironhide before, and that is not going to change now.

... But it isn't going to stop him from at least trying.]

I am quite capable of holding my own, thank you. Or are you worried about being shown up by the medic?