Update On Blurr: Too Late

Date Posted: July ?? 2019.</br>
Board: Emailed Directly to Jazz. </br>
Faction: Autobot. </br>
Author: Starlock. </br>
 >>Upon opening the Email, it's a text, and video recording of Starlock reading what she's written, her voice sounds dead, and quiet, a icy anger seeping out of it as the irises of her optics glow a golden color against the rest of the purple LEDs.<< 
 
 ...Upon entering the New Institute, on floor level 12 of the Deltaran Medical Facility, after Blurr was falsely claimed to have been moved to CR, by Pharma, is P.A Triage, and a number of security guards, the mech attending up there told me and First aid that Blurr was indeed on that level, having been transferred three Mega-cycles since his actual CR treatment, and said if the Prime wanted to know if Blurr was up there, to come himself. 
 
 Upon informing him we wanted proof of if Blurr was actually up there, he revealed that Blurr, was already in the procedure to altar or erase his memories, against Optimus's orders, and we had just gotten there at the tail end of it... 
 
 >>She was quiet for a long moment, the sounds of sniffling could be heard as she rubs at her optics under her glasses.<< 
 
 Blurr had apparently been 'volunteered' for one of those volunteer observation lectures used for students to watch procedures to see how they are done... And as we said, since we got there at the tail end.. there was nothing we can do but go in and gather what evidence we could before Pharma and Triage got rid of it all... We were seen in by a mech called Skyshaft, and we proceeded to ask questions... Following video attached is what First aid and I gathered. 
 
 >>The attached Video is from Starlock's perspective, it starts right as they enter the observation room from stairs...First Aid is a heado Starlock, doing the talking to the mech known as Skyshaft, and well, upon starlock looking at the Observation glass.. There are a few other medics there, watching the procedure below. Sure enough, Blurr is down there, his body locked into some kind of rotatable housing surrounded by all sorts of machinery, surgeons, and technicians. 
 
 Triage is up in the observation room, and starts speaking after he notices the three. "Welcome, welcome. Please, have a seat." he says, motioning at the rows of benches. 
 
 First aid then starts talking. "I will ask when we are done. I just wonder if he knew what you were doing, and approved of it." He says, clearly sounding professional in all, but it's clear, he is not happy... Starlock is also eerily quiet. 
 
 Skyshaft stares at First Aid incredulously. "Of course he did, they never operate on anyone without the consent forms." he states, before leaving them with the rest of the observers and Triage. 
 
 Triage continues to describe what is going on below as they settle in. "Just putting on the finishing touches now, such as polishing up the new EMP missile compartments with miniature dampening fields to prevent accidental internal discharge..." However, after a moment, he seems to notice Starlock's demeanor and overhear part of what First Aid said to their escort. "...did one of you have a question?" he asks. 
 
 "He wasn't in the right frame of mind, did he have a psych eval? What all has been done?" First aid quickly askes, before starlock forces her own voice out in a very somber, very small, and withdrawn tone. "...What Procedure is this?" 
 Triage gives First Aid a puzzled look. What kind of question was that? "Yes, all of our patients were previously seeing therapists regularly. These procedures are only offered if counseling proved ineffective." As for what has been done and what is being done? "Well, a number of things. First of all his condition was stabilized, then memory replacement therapy began. By the New Institute staff and the attending physician's recommendations, a more optimal version of past events were written over the original data. Our goal with that is to create a more emotionally stable state of mind. Simultaneously, new technologies were incorporated into the body as repairs took place." 
 
 Then he smiles a bit, clearly fascinated or enthralled by the subject. "But the best part of this is that not only can we fix the problems, we can actually make him an even better soldier. Tougher, smarter, faster--yes even for him--by improving the efficiency of existing combat-related algorithms. Of course as long as he signs for everything..." Though his voice falters momentarily at that before he perks back up. "Which I'm happy to say he definitely did." 
 
 First aid gives a nod, his tone still professional, even leaning in when he asks his second question "Alright. I just want to make sure everything is going according to protocol. Memory replacement. What..does that entail? How will he be as a person. Not just a soldier. But..a person when he's through with this?" 
 
 Starlock is still noticeably very silent, and doesn't speak. Triage starts speaking again "Well, it is what its name implies." Triage says with a shrug. "It can range from minor edits to memories by simply changing the individual's perspective or opinion about the same events, to actually changing what they remember or erasing it completely. They do try to leave as much intact as possible while still creating an optimally stable state, although that is often a challenge." 
 
 "As for how he'll be as a person, well we can't always predict that exactly but what we can tell you is that he will be more psychologically stable and functional." He turns back toward the observation window, where the Institute personnel are just finishing up, carefully removing him from the housing and placing him on a gurney. "Well, looks like they're about done down there, he'll be headed to recovery for a few cycles and then be right back to active duty. Hopefully this session has been informative for you. If you have any questions, let me know." With that, the others start to file out. 
 
 First aid gives a nod, his tone still professional, it however becomes and more emotionless. "It has been. Thank you for letting us observe. At least.." First aid then looks right at Stalrock. "We know what happened now. Should we go? there's not much we can do to help." 
 
 "...Sooo.. What will he remember?" Starlock had found her voice again, it's still the dejected, withdrawn and somber soft tone she'd been speaking in, as she glance away, before glancing to Aid, putting a finger up to indicate a moment, FirsT aid can only look down at the ground. 
 
 Starlock's head snaps back to Triage as he starts speaking. "W-well I wasn't involved directly in the procedure, neither am I a mnemosurgeon, so can't exactly say." Triage replies. He...seems to be getting more and more nervous the longer they talk to him and the more questions they ask, even though he did offer to answer questions. Probably only because he was supposed to say that, though. 
 
 "So, uh--why don't you just go talk to him in a few cycles as soon as he gets back to the Decagon, and find out for yourself?" he suggests. "Anyway, I'd love to stay and chat more, but got to get back to Pharma's office." He starts to hurry out, Only for Starlock to speed infront of him what was almost to fast for the camera to catch. 
 
 Triage comes face to face with Starlock's personal datapad, which has the medical alert she'd put out for Blurr, with Optimus's order attached to it... There is a noticeable chill in Starlock's tone as she speaks, angry. "Don't. Lie. To. Me." 
 
 First aid quickly moves behind Triage encase he attempted to turn around and started speaking. "You are a doctor as well. You have an ethical obligation to tell us if anything weird is going on here." 
 
 Triage stares at her as she rushes in front of him to block his exit, his stress level definitely skyrocketing. He throws his arms up defensively. "I-I'm not lying! I swear, I don't know. I wasn't part of that decision. Like I said, that would've been up to the Institute administration, and his attending physician...a-and that would've been...Pharma." 
 
 He glances at the datapad, shrugging. "Look, I just work here, okay?" he says bitterly. "And I'd like to keep doing that, especially since this is what I always wanted to do, so I-I...just do as I'm told." Then he brushes past them and quickly pushes his way into a group of technicians headed out of the Institute. He certainly does behave like a mech under a lot of pressure... 
 
 "...That's /all/ I needed to hear." She'd start walking towards First aid, bringing her hand up and stopping the video's recording. 
 
 ....I checked the records, I found nothing signed by Rung to indicate that he approved such, and I am sure, that if asked, Rung will likely state he did not sign anything of the sort... Lastly I suggest talking to Optimus Prime before anyone takes any action in regards to this.. Sargent Starlock, signing out... 
 
 >>The Video Ends<<.
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