1206/Aid

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid has heard the call that someone is coming in in critical. He has a crash cart and medtable reach, frowning under his mask. Starlock. He frowns to himself in concern, ready for her to be delivered. "Get her to the table and I'll get her stabilized." he shakes his head "Oh, Primus they did a number on you. I wont let you step out yet."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock is out cold, just covered in a mess of energon, from a gaping back wound, and wounds that had been blasted open on the field that had once been patched, as well as energon from broken auxiliary tank that was making it all look far more worse and bloody... She was still, but warm to the touch, Jazz had done well together stabilized on the ship.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid cleans up the energon and works on Stabilizing Starlock. He hooks her to an energon IV and hooks up monitors as well, before he starts to work on repairing her uel lines. He is up to his wrists in energon and broken fuel lines, shaking his head as he tries to get a response "Starlock, if you can hear me? Its Aid. I have you.."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would be out for what feel like breems, bust slowly, as Aid started repairing things, he could hear her systems starting up, fans, pumps.. Her optics would dimly flick back on as her helm lulled to the side from her moving slightly "Hhhng...To slow.." She'd mumble out.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid whispers "Good you're with us." he says sounding relieved. "Don't try to move, I have your pain receptors off." he says. "Who was it this time?" he asks as he continues to work on her ruptured fuel tanks.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock closed her optics as she thought back to what happened, foggy as it was. "Sixshot... Vortex.. Hhng.. Sixshot la..Landed the blow.. was.. Was trying to keep Jazz and Blurr up." She'd weakly get out as she laid there, allowing First Aid to work. She'd open her optics tiredly to look up at him working on her.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid tlts his head "Dont try to talk. Rest for now okay? I've got everything under control. You did a great job out there but now I think you shoudl rest as I get you back together." he says. His voice sounds concerned as his hands move diftly to repair the worst of the damage. "You're going to be ok."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock gave Aid a nod, and rested there. "Mmmph.. Jazz and.. blurr okay?" She'd struggle out before resting once more, not trying to push herself to far, all things considered, she was in nowhere bad a shape as Vortex had been in, but she is definitely suffering from missile damage, as well as that damaged knee servo of hers.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid stil doesn't like to see his best friend in this sort of condition. He continues to work, nodding to himself. "They're fine. The nurses will help me stabilize them, they are in the best of hands. You'll all be back on your feet in no time."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock nods, assuming they never went down like she did, she honestly should of fully retreated like Jazz had told her, but she'd felt her group needed her... She'd rest there, venting slowly as he worked. ".....Heh.. They didn't like my cannon very much." She'd chuckle weakly.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid chuckles. "Good. Im glad they're gonna think twice before pplaying shoot the medic." he says. "We should all get some surprises to giv ehtem when they play that game."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock chuckled and closed her optics, starting to feel herself slipping into recharge. "Thanks Aid... Sorry I came back like this.."

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid tilts hs head. "You're a medic and a warrior. We'll all come back like this sometimes. What I want you to do now is rest. Recharge. I'll be here. And I wont let anything else happen to you."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock nodded once more as her optics went offline, as she fell into a recharge, allowing Aid to do his work.