1214/Protihex Aftermath Repairs

Cast of Characters: | Dustoff, Goth, 135

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff has, of course, everything prepped and ready to go. The medbay auxiliary is all on alert and ready to shuffle mechs to wherever they're needed, and Dustoff's just sitting in his chair, arms crossed, waiting as he puffs on his cygar and waits very, very...patiently for the rush to begin proper.

**Goth has posed:**
     And Dustoff would be alerted they were about to come in... By the fire alarms.

      Goth is rolled into the medical bay, at some point during Vortex's flight back, passed out from the pain, energon loss, and the remaining flames of Prowl's grenades... There were also some bits of the defense base embedded in said wounds from where Sky Lynx piledrived him with the debris... But at least he passed out content! he'd personally put a hole in Prowl.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot makes his way in following any mechs being brought in by stretcher. Looking around he waits for the major cases to be placed on berths before finding one to sit on.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms...right, a proper glance of things, and a proper mess. Sixshot is walking, Goth is not. He moves to get Sixshot hooked up and otherwise ready to stand by before moving to Goth to start getting things stabilized, extinguished, and...all the while resisting the urge to roast a snack over the hotter parts he finds.

Because that would be rude.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot nods to Dustoff as he does his work but says nothing. He glances to Goth before pulling out a datapad and starts to type a few things down. Wondering besides territory what made Protihex valuable.

**Goth has posed:**
     Rude indeed, but what he won't know wont hurt him, right? Once he's extinguished and some relief comes, there's a sparking sound, and a groan, as Goth comes back online, one dim green optic would glance around the room as he just settles there in the medical berth, this was his life, for him, it was tuesday.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff frowns at the sparking and just...mutters a bit before getting to work. At this point, it's...almost by memory. To say he's had plenty of work and experience in this particular sort of thing is...well, putting it lightly.

Putting Goth together is...well, all too common, unfortunately.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot places a hand on the bottom of his faceplate before saying to himself, "Need to ground the grand ego, permanently." He shakes his head knowing command will have questions which will be answered later. But now, better to prep for next move.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would remain still, and give a grunt in acknowledgment to Dustoff. "Thank you..." He'd vent tiredly to his partner. "...Well.. I think.. That went well.. All things considered." He'd state sorely. "Not well enough for command to accept but.. Well enough.." he'd nod with a wince.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms. "From th' sounds of it, they sent out...everyone that's important t' help capture the place...so...good on holdin' things down, yeah?" He gives a soft sigh and focuses a moment on his work to make sure things are getting put back together proper. "Mmmf...well, another day... we'll jus' have to beat down their walls next, won't we."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot doesn't comment as he focuses on the datapad. He just nods as he listens to the others. Anyone looking at the pad would notice video of the recent battle. The sixchanger pausing at images of the three Autobots sent to fight.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth grunts. "Sky Lynx, Prowl, and Grimlock..." He'd then let out a chuckle. "Put a hole in Prowl." He'd then relax and vent a sigh. "Yes.. Specially so once my projects are complete... Help in ensuring that we actually /hit/ squick nusinces." he'd grumble, remembering how he missed Sky Lynx... Fairly everyone on the field had missed Sky Lynx, but this was a theme with him, one he rathered no one found out about.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grunts a bit. "Mmf...well, we'll figure it out I'm sure." He rolls a tool around in his fingers in thought before going back to work. "An' the sooner the better... I think th' Autobots have us where it counts when it comes t' resources...so if this sorta stalemate back-an'-forth keeps going, we're gonna be in trouble."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot nods again as he listens. No doubt something will be found sooner or later. But such concerns are not his for the moment. He trusts that command will find something.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth cringed at the thought, and the math he'd do in that regard, they really did need to pick up the slack, and well.. he'd just lay his helm there, tired, mulling over his thoughts on what to do. "Thank you for the repairs, Dustoff, do an amazing job as always." He'd smile up at his partner.

      He'd then look over to Sixshot and hemmed. "...Hmm, and thank you as well for the cover out there, Sixshot..I suspect without your help that may have gone much worse."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grins slightly. "Any time, Goth... you know that." He finishes up his work and wheels his chair over to Sixshot to get a proper look at the damage done to the sixchanger. "You look...solid, all said an' done." He gives a grunt and starts his work proper. "So...how do we get one up on th' Bots, hmm?"

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot looks up at Dustoff as he comes over, putting down the datapad to make it easier for the medic to do his work, "While they did spread their attacks, surprised not much came my way though was prepared." He frowns behind his faceplate as he ponders saying, "Get intelligence to find resources and take them. Raids on other places than those fortified. Increase recruitment and steal shanix to fund mercenaries. Thats what many would say besides killing Autobots."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Hmhp, not a wrong assertion." He'd say in response to Sixshot as he looked over and vented, laying his chin on his arms as he watched Dustoff work.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmphs. "Well, whatever it winds up bein'...we need it to happen." He looks back at his work and starts wrapping things up, the replacement plating going on last.

**Goth has posed:**
     "...Ah, Onslaught and Vortex I'm aware will need repairs..." He'd mention. "Though which of us does that will be up to who's available, figure I'd mention such were you'll not be taken surpose." He'd nod, yawning.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot waits for the repairs to be done before saying, "I can say all this but yet nothing has been done. Command wants results and need to push others into moving. Lately we have done our jobs but others have not. Motivation will be found."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff looks over at Goth and gives a nod. "Hm...usually they're quick to get to the medbay... they must be discussing something as a team, perhaps." He moves over to his datapad to make note of it before leaning back to relax. "Right...well, we can just...see who winds up taking it when they do get in."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth nodded to Sixshot, they really had been busting their afts, he'd then lay his helm back down. "Indeed.. Mmmph...." Though a thought does down on him and he groans, looking around and reaching over for one of the other lose datapads laying around. "Right.. nearly forgot, i need to submit my analytical report on the thinning plague Pharma altered." Hed' grumble.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot gets up saying, "Well best to recharge before command calls in. Till later then." He then makes his way out of the medical bay.