1169/Clean up: Aisle Medical Bay

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff makes his way into the medbay, attention on the datapad that simply details what he's going to really expect to see upon getting there. It's just the nature of things... fights happen, things break...fix them all, repeat.

After a brief glance at who's in which berth, he makes his way over to where Goth's at to give the mech a good proper look over. "What happened...looks like a buildin' fell on ya."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was awake on his oh-so-familiar berth, fiddling and picking at the glue patch Vortex had applied before to stop some of the bleeding from the shank wounds Repugnus had oh so nicely left behind after the battle field, and grumbled, what a mess to deal with, at least he was in a somewhat less tired state to be able to try and deal with it now... Embers had also finally subsided.

      He then looked over on hearing Dustoff, a sight for sore optics indeed. "Ah..haha... That is.. sort of what happened, I ended up buried again.. By the collapsed defenses.. And Sky Lynx throwing part of said defenses at me." He'd knit his ridges explaining as he recalled what happened.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff ahs. "Well...good t' know I ain't too far off. Seems a bit...excessive t' throw a buildin'." He sets to work almost instinctively. "Heard word Prowl was there, too..." He glances at some of the burnt spots. "Guess that'd confirm it. Hmph. Th' slag do we need Clemency anyway? Ain't like it's got much of th' way o' value...too far out t' attack anythin'."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth scoffs. "Sky Lynx for you, given what he did at the prison I am not surprised.." He'd grumble and then look to the wounds left by Repugnus, Dustoff would be able to tell whoever left these, hit something critical internally with the first one.

      "Speaking of excessive, the Autobot Repugnus attacked me with a crude, makeshift blade.. where these came from." he'd grumble, pointing out the glued over shank wounds. "...Glue is from Vortex, he was trying to help." He'd glance away with a cringe.

      But, then there was a smile that grew on his face at Dustoff's words, and he huffed out. "Yes, Yes Prowl was there as well." He'd then chuckle. "Well, I could answer that seriously but it would be dismissive to the sentiment, which I am grateful for." he'd smile.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff ahs... "Right, the prison...heh. Can't forget about that." He frowns a moment before continuing his work. "And, oh?" He glances at the injuries...and then the glue. "I...I'll work on cleaning that up. At least he's trying, though..." There's a soft chuckle.

Moving to a cabinet, he pulls out a few things and starts using a bit of solvent to get the glue out. "How do things look out on the warfront anyway? Signs of us winnin' any time soon?"

**Goth has posed:**
     "Indeed he was, could at least warn me it was going to hurt like the pit." he'd huff. "But I can't really curse him too much, it did stop the excessive bleeding." He smile and had to keep himself from crossing his arms, and laid still to allow Dustoff to work.

      "I could only hope, but given Sixshot and I took three areas, with Ravage claiming a fourth, I can say things are in our favour." He'd explain.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff runs the numbers in his head before nodding slightly. "Hopefully they ain't got much left t' hold on to..." He exhales softly and continues his work. "Seems like we're settlin' into some sorta fight where...we take steps forward, then they take 'em back...an' we just go in circles."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Agreed, it's a bit.. mmm Demoralizing, and begins to feel pointless after sometime." he'd nod in agreement, he'd glance down watching Dustoff work, letting out a grunt of discomfort now and then. He'd then close his optics.

      "....Mph, Darkstar is also planning to attempt to jump autobots while their on their lownsom, I of course did /warn/ just how he should be avoiding getting injured but he ignored such."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff thinks a moment on that. "He gonna be alone, too?" There's a grunt. "If he is...ain't sure anyone's gonna be around t' drag him outta trouble if he picks a fight he can't win."

He steps back to get another set of tools and such to help in putting things back together for the bat. "Guess he'll figure it all out as things go..." There's a soft chuckle.

**Goth has posed:**
     "He was attempting to recruit Vortex into it, to stand guard encase anyone, specifically the purple medic, come to his attackers rescue, he's specifically going after the autobot named Whirl, first, which I suspect is a poor idea, given I know /that/ bot has incendiary weapons, Prowl had him targeting Sixshot with such." he'd cringe.

      "...Yes, well if he doesn't I'm sure he'll have a repumend waiting." He'd chuckle. "...Hm, thank you for the Aid, Dustoff." He'd state politely, nodding his helm.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff sighs softly. "I...yeah. Any time, really. Just wish things weren't so stupidly busy..." He finishes up and checks over the work before moving off to get cleaned up. "Hmph...well, guess that'll take care of that... least ya ain't gonna fall apart any time soon." He chuckles softly.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would hesitate a moment, but nod. "As do I, I do miss the time we had to spend together, but I do know we'll need to wait till its passes, such is life" He'd huff, but then smile, pushing himself up, letting out a slight groan, but things where back together and he'd nod.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff makes his way back once he's cleaned up proper and moves to settle into the berth, sitting on the edge of it really, and relaxes for a bit. "Eh, we'll...get there, I'm sure." He flashes a grin.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would let out a chuckle and lean against Dustoff, resting his chin on the others pauldron. "I'm sure as well." He'd close his optics a moment to rest, only for his optics to open and his ears to swivel forward, remembering something.

      "Before I forget, there seems to be a ah... 'mimic' of storts, running around, I believe there is only one, but Darkstar suspects there is more, but I suspect it was the same one from the dead-end when we were dealing with Shockwaves experiments." he'd explain. "He impersonated Vortex, and attacked Blast Off, recently."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff blinks at that. "A what?" He shakes his head slowly. "Always somethin' interestin' goin' on... and why's Darkstar in th' middle of it all, anyway?" He thinks on that a bit before shrugging it off lightly and resuming his relaxation.

**Goth has posed:**
     "Ahh, He's mostly being paranoid, given with some reason, but a bit too overly so, but I think it's only because the 'mimic' keeps appearing at his little, dead-end fight cloud activity." He'd explain, spinning a finger as he did. "Speaking of paranoia, if he asks you to transform or starts acting odd like that, it's because he's attempting to ensure someone is who they say they are, he was quite aggressive with Vortex over it the other night when Sixshot and I came back from clemency." He'd add, rolling his optics.

      "Didn't wish for you to be caught off guard by it, or... Well." He'd just let the implications of the 'mimic' attempting to mimic him.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff says, "So...what yer sayin' is... if he asks me t' transform, find every excuse possible t' not transform an' see just how far his paranoia will go. Got it..." He gives a soft laugh at the thought. "Gonna have t' find out how best I can mess with 'im..." He ponders and just rests down a bit. "Hmph...thanks for th' heads up.""

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth snorted and chuckled at Dustoff's response. "I will say it is amusing to see him so bothered, he even thinks I'm not taking such a security risk seriuselly, when really I know well enough how to tell a real form a fake." He'd nod matter of factly, before glancing up at Dustoff from where he was perched. "Welcome.. Don't want any.. accidents, to happen." he'd huff.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grins a bit. "Darkstar's...interestin'. I'd bet it's easy to rile 'im up once ya figure out just how t' do it..." He gives a soft stretch and grunt before glancing about the medbay. "Gotta clean up here a bit..."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Would be amusing to get under his plating in such a manner for a change." He'd chuckle, before looking around. "... Mhph, once everything has settled, i'll gladly offer my assistance in such, I'd offer now but I suspect you rather I'd stay down for a moment, given the fresh repairs." He'd chuckle, there was a pause though as he thought something over, but then just shook his helm.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hehs... "Well, I'm sure whatever we figure out t' really drive 'im nuts will be fun...whatever it'd be..." He sighs and pushes himself up. "Right...gonna get th' medbay back in proper order... you need t' get some rest an' try not t' get crushed by buildin's again, yeah?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would let out a chuckle and nod. "I will certainly try, I'm honestly surprised I was buried for a third time in my life." He was really hoping this was not going to become a thing, like setting him on fire had become, he'd then glance over at Dustoff's desk then back and nodded to himself, before laying back on the berth with a groan.