13th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

[There are dragging, scraping sounds as the comm clicks on, and they continue throughout the transmission.]

I require...

[A long pause, as if the next part is physically painful to say.]

... a mechanic. And a drink.

[The comm clicks off there, as the speaker continues hauling his broken old aft toward his quarters.]

Comments

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

Are you quite alright?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hmnf. I will live.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I ahve not spoken with you in some time, Ironhide. Have have you fared?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hmpf. Been... better.

You are... intact?

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I am...sorry to hear that.

I am, yes.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Nothing new. Used... to it.

Hmn. Good.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

It does not seem as though this is something you should be used to.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Being damaged?

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

That, and your mood seems a bit sour.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Always is. Always has been.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I suppose I meant more so than what I have previously observed.

[heavyweaponsbot]

...

It is nothing. Just this boat.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

It is...a nuisance at times, is it not?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Being here? More than a nuisance.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

Has something happened?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Something I am not comfortable discussing.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I can certainly understand that.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Good.

Others... do not. Pressing their luck.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

My apologies. Perhaps it is simply because they care.

[heavyweaponsbot]

They can care where it does not annoy me.