1016/Clemency Repairs: First Aid

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock is on standby in the medbay with the rest of the worried medical staff, awaiting the injured. Her hands where shaking given everything she heard over the commlink, but she was attempting to force them to stop by balling them into fists, no mask though. She'd take a small vent as she waited for the group to come through the doors, and when they did?

      They were greeted by worried nurses and staff that quickly got them rushed in and on to the medical berths. Taking stock of who was worst off while the nurses got the others stable, Starlock moved to Aid to begin repairs.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid comes into repair bay, transforming once he brings Ratchet in. "He's got a ruptured main fuel line and Hot Rod's pretty beat up too." he comments. Speaking of ruptured fuel lines, his main fuel line is loose as well, leaking energon all over the place.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "It's alright Aid, The nurses are getting them stable now." she'd state softly, guiding aid over to a medberth. "I'll get to them once I've got you patched up, like Ratchet stated." she'd nod, beginning work on the mech, preparing him for the repairs to come. "Everything's going to be okay."

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "I know. I trust you." he says, moving to lay down. "This is all my fault. If I wasn't so headstrong, this wouldn't have happened." He miserably stares at the ceiling as Starlock works,trying to see the readouts. "How can I help?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     "By staying still and letting me work." She'd quickly add. "Do not beat your self up, did what you could, alright? Don't worry about that, and worry about resting." She'd nod.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid pauses. "I dont know what got into me there. Or the last couple weeks. Its not right. Ratchet's gonna have my head." he does stay still, rather obediant while his wounds are tended to. "Allright. I just feel weird when Im on this end of repairs."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock patted his pauldron. "Hey I've been scolded by Ratchet before, and.. Believe me, I know it seems scary now, but it /will/ be okay, and you shouldn't worry about that now, should worry more about healing." She'd smile at him softly as she worked, sealing the busted fuel lines and internal damage.

      "...I know you ah.. eventually get used to it." She'd nod, having been there before.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid pauses. "I disobeyed him. I know I shouldnt have but in the moent it seemed ok. Now I know. I know why..." He coughs a bit weakly. "I know why he told me not to."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock nodded softly but kept working. "We make mistakes Aid... If we didn't, we'd never grow as people, it's how I've gotten as far as I have... I learn from mine, even if I have to make them over, and over, and over again in order to learn something new form it each time, that way I can better handle it." She'd explain as she carefully started replacing wiring.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "I know." He says, wincing as the wiring is repaired. "You're one of the best medics, you know. You have wonderful hands and a great bedside manner."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Some I learn from quicker than others, some I learn much, much slower." she'd add, noting the wince, and ensured his pain receptors were dampened as she worked, eventually glancing up and then down at Aid's compliments.

      "I'd not say I'm the best... That title goes to Ratchet." She'd nod. "I'll accept the hands compliment though, I tried a lot to get this quick and steady." She'd chuckle.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid pauses. "Still you're right up there with Ratchet and Pharma." He says. "And better medical ethics then one of the two." He says, limpening as the receptors are dampened. "Thank you. Feels better already." he says with a tired voice.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Eech.. don't remind me." She'd whisper to Aid, as she kept working. "Rest." she'd say in a normal tone. "Recharge if you need, lost a fair bit of energon, and will need to recover it." She'd nod, ensuring the energon drip was secure and proper.

      She'd glance away, then down to her work, she didn't /feel/ she was on that level of skill compared to them... Felt Aid was very much a head of her but.. She wasn't going to argue.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid murmurs. "Im okay.." He says. "YOu doin ok?" He asks. "You look...like osmethings bothering you?" He tilts his head in concern.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "...I'm fine, don't you worry." She'd give a soft, but false smile. "Rest and worry about getting better, okay?" She'd start working on welding shut the cracks in his armor and frame, after ensuring everything under it was repaired.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid shivers a bit as she welds the cracks. "I can take care of the things I can reach.." He says. "Thanks for putting me back togethe rthough."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Ah-ah-ah, no no, rest, believe me, with as low on energon as you are? you wont be able to keep your hands steady, believe me, I've tried it alot with art." She'd chuckle. "Of course... Always."

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid murmurs. "You're probably right. Feel like I could refuel for days." He says. "So, apparantly theres an energy vampire out there. Nasty Con, ever met it?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     "I've not met him personally, yet.. But I do know he's existed for a while, me and Ratchet tended to Sky Lynx's wounds from said con, Lynx being one of the first to meet him." She'd nod.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "Oh, he exists. He has a nasty bite. Seems to have a thing out for medics." He says. "Ratchet said he's been after a lot of his patients."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Doesn't surprise me, Buzzsaw's had a thing for going out of his way to go after me, so..." She'd vent a huff. "There we go.. All patched up, just a matter of rest now." She'd think. "Yeah, the vampire-con's done a number on a number of our people, i've also been having to repair 'em, how I've come to, at this point, be familiar with his breaking and tearing of fuel lines."

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "Any idea as to why that is?" he asks, trying to sit up "Thank you. It feels much better already. Quite a nasty trick isnt it?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Indeed, brutal and very cruel." She'd vent a huff, and pat his shoulder. "Stay down, more likely to fall on your face plate from the energon loss." She'd mention, before glancing up. "And...Well.." Should she really tell him..? Yeah, he was in danger if she didn't.

      "Kill the medic, and the rest of the crew is soon to follow."

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "Yeah, its true. But the medics. They will fight back. They will fight back." He says with a cough, his venting getting a bit rough.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "That we do, I'm actually known as a battle medic among the cons for that reason." She'd frown. "Even though I'm not that strong." She add, before lifting a ridge. "Aid, ley down.. Have you always had venting trouble? Is something off?" She'd ask quickly going through the questions.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "I hope one day they think of me as strong like that.That Im a threat." He says. "No, its.." He coughs a bit. "Its started up in the last week or so. Since things have got out of hand."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock frowned and started running diagnostics. "Must be stress, or caught some sort of Viral." She'd mumble. "When I get.. too stressed, I get very, very ill myself." She'd state carefully.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid pauses. "When I get in those crazy moods. Like in dead end, like in the field. It goes away. I feel powerful. I dont know if I like that it makes me feel that way."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "It's the battle high, your frame is pushing itself past it's limits to ensure you survive, but once your safe and out of danger? You sort of just... fall apart, feeling all of your wounds, start feeling all the psychological effect as you realize what you've done." She'd frown. "...You don't want to be like me Aid.. Because that means one day you'll be force to /kill/ another combatant on the field to defend your unit." She'd look down at the floor.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "Im afraid of it. But I won't turn away if I need to." he says seriously. "I'd mourn the loss of the spark though. Theres so few Cybertronians left." He shivers. "But I wont hide myself from my duty. I'll get used to the battle high. I hate it. But I'll get used to the battle. Because it is necessary. It is.." he says. "Yes. It turns from a giddy high to absolute terror. Then the venting starts. I'll probably purge too, I usually do."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would look over to him sadly. "You never get used to it, you just..." She'd open her hand, then close it. "Learn to cope..." She'd state after a moment. "pretend that one day that the bloodstains will dry." She'd vent a sigh. "I don't ether, I've accepted that killing is part of this, and eventually the day I utter the phrase. 'I am not a murderer' will be a hypocrite."

      Her optics would dim as she thought about it, before moving to bring him over a bedpan, before she'd move to sterilize her hands once more.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid pauses. "They won't. I shouldn't let it affect me like that. I shouldn't let them. Do you know what sets me off. Into those moods. Seeing you cry set me off the first time. Seeing Hot Rod full of hope, the second." he says. "I see people looking to me to help. I see I am in a position to do so. But these weakneses..." He shivers as he takes the pan, not from the equipment but from the thought. "I can't be a pacifist can I. Not truely?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     "You can to a point." She'd state. "You can go out of your way not to kill, and to only do so in the defence of yourself or the defense of others... Just.. Not fully." She'd nod being giving a soft vent. "I cry a lot, i just.. hide it." She'd seen other doctors and nurses straight up wailing at the hospital when they couldn't save a patient, so she wasn't completely ashamed of having wept openly... Still, the embarrassment was there.

      "...I understand what you mean though." she'd add. "...Why I try so hard."

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "We are two of a kind, Starlock. Sometimes..." He says. "Sometimes I think we are the only ones who understand one another." he props himself upright. "Maybe we're so close in age or something. I dont know but. I don't think.." He says. "You should never be ashamed of it. Of showing what you really feel. Hot Rod was right about that, at least." he says. "Starlock I.. one day I'd like to ask.." He says "I mean I think. I'd like to work closer with you. I'm glad we have the chance to."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock couldn't help but chuckle. "Aid, i was forged at Harmonex, I know i'm /way/ older than you.. Like.. Pre-clamp down." She'd nod, before glancing back. "....You'll be surprised to find there are a lot of people here that do agree it's just a matter of.. wordering it, and understanding people have differing opinions."

      She'd then tilt her head at him and give a weak smile and raise of her hand, putting her other hand on her forearm. "We'll get there, sides.. We're here together, ain't we? So 'd say we're already near /that/ goal." She'd smile.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid nods "So I'd be wrong if I.." he says. "Im sorry. Wow. Medication talking." He seems embarassed about something, as he moves to touch her hand. "Together. I.. I'd like that."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock chuckled. "It's alright, lie down and rest, let it work." She'd smile, though she does notice how he touches her hand and.. Oh.. Oh no.. She really hopes that.. She'd smile and let him rest, time she got to Rod and Ratchet. "Together." She'd smile.. It would be a lie though, if she said she didn't like the idea of not being alone..

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid doesn't move hishand. He gives a smile under his mask, one he hopes she doesnt see. "Yeah. Together. We don't have to face this alone. I think. I'd like. Would you like to go to Maccadams, or the Red Guardian together sometime?" He winces, expecting to be turned down.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Hrm..?... Sure, could use a break from all the doom and gloom." She'd smile at him tiredly. As long as he didn't call it what she was suspecting what this was, she didn't have reason to turn it down.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid chuckles. Yeah some of this is- a lot of this is medication courage. "Then its a date." He says as he dims his optics, giving her a thumbs up.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Aw frag, he said it... She really hated that he said it, but.. There was a smile from her, least she could do was give it a chance, even if they were not officially anything. "Now lay down and recharge you silly." She'd vent a huff, crossing her arms.

**First Aid has posed:**
First Aid 's cheeks move under his mask, though he dims his optics. Those who can read people with facemasks know hes giving an honest bright smile and relaxes fully. Thats one thing hes been holding back for a while and now its out.