1205/Rebar

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth always thought in the back of his head this would happen, specially with Dustoff away currently, that /something/ like this was going to happen and go sweet Chela it had, this was something Dustoff was more skilled to handle then him, he'd only taken corpses part, not done surgery this serious.

      He was waiting in his root mode, taking a slow vent, trying to calm himself down, he could do this, he could do this.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is carried in by Sixshot, his body as limp as a practice corpse. He isnt making any movements or sounds, his systems knoced fully offline. He is leaking energon from several deepwounds, hte deepest being caused from a piece of rebar that sixshot cut away, still sticking out of his back, the twisted metal sticking out the other side of him, impaling his chest. It might be what's keeping him from bleeding out completely, but by the purplish tinge around his facemask it is causing a lot of internal bleeding. He's luckily to be alive and in the hands of someone he considers to be a capable medic.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth motions for the nurses to get to work on stabilizing him, and on an energon drip, as he got what was ready to start fixing some of these injuries.. First real surgery he'd be forced to do without the guidance of Dustoff...

      He'd get the tools and necessary items as he began repairs once the nurses had him ready. "Chela above, what happened?" He'd finally ask as he worked, ridges knitted and a visible, worried frown on his face had cracked through that mask of his.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex coughs up a bit of energon as his systems sputter back online. He moves slowly, his optic band glowing a dull crimson "Go...?" he whispers through static, his voice barely audible. "That bot..throws. Hard."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Shhh, shhh... Shh It will be okay." Goth would coo softly as he ensure Vortex's pain sensors where off and the berth was magnetized, mostly to keep Vortex from sliding off and still. "Working on you now, will have you back in one piece soon enough." his ridges would knit as he started with the bottom layer and worked up, slowly, and carefully removing the rebar and taking a look to see if Vortex's spark had at all been harmed.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex isnt trying to move which is good becuase it keeps him still. It's only bad because normally he'd be twitching, trying to move or leave the table. His back arches a bit as the rebar is removed. He murmurs. "Dont feel nothin.." he seems more afraid of that then feeling the whole surgery.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would vent out a sigh of relief as the rebar is removed safely, but he double checks. "Indeed, shouldn't for now, I honestly think you'd not enjoy /that/ sort of pain right now and sending your sensors and processors into overlord in such a delicate state." He'd explain.

      Goth was by this point likely covered in energon as he diligently worked, slowly, not as deftly as a proper doctor, but he's definitely trying.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex 's spark pulses slightly, but otherwise remains stable through the operation. Hes lucky that rebar was just inches fro impaling him, his spark housing barely scratched fro the incident. Still, the connecting wires and systems have taken a lot of damage and leaked all over his internals. "Goth thank ..." his words cut off as he tries to reach up for his facemask before he coughs violently. "Ew."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Mmm... that is going to happen, energon has leaked from a ruptured line into everything.. I'm working on cleaning it up best I can, but I shouldn't keep you open too long... So do bare with me." Hed' explain as he worked, slowly repairing and replacing the damaged parts, being incredibly careful.

      "...Hmph, know, normally when I'd have someone on the table like this, I'd be snuffing their sparks out.. a rather ironically, I'm instead doing the opposite for a change." He'd muse aloud, glancing down at Vortex. He'd reach over and remove Vortex's face mask for him, as he's well aware he's likely got a mess going on back there.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex 's face is an energon covered mess, but he seems to vent better once his mask is removed. "Thanks.." He syas softl, his voice weakkening a bit. "Do what you can. You're a great doc" he says. "Almost as good as Dustoff.." he murmurs. "You sure I cant feel...just a little?" primus what a nut.

**Goth has posed:**
     "I'm going to have to be professional, and say no, don't need you crashing on me, quite near death as is!" He'd vent in a concerned and irritated huff. "You and Dustoff are going to drive me to a early stress-induced grave with these injuries, I swear." Hed' sigh, but keep working, cleaning away the excess energon.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs. "Okay." he sounds very tired. "It's not that bad is it?" he says softly, his fingers on his right hand twitching numbly as he tries to move.

**Goth has posed:**
     "...It was an inch off from piercing your spark, you're very lucky it missed, else you'd not be here with us." He'd state gravely. "You'll need to remain on berth rest for a few solar-cycles, and no picking at the weldings." He'd scold, huffing out, the amount of energon that was on Goth likely was enough to also emphasis on how bad it was.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex does take notice of all the energon. His optic band brightens a bit. "Yeah no wonder you look so nasty. Sorry I bled all over you. I.." he shiver a bit. "Im tired Goth. Too tired." He sounds afraid. "But I know you'll do what...you do. You're one of hte best medics. I trust you."

**Goth has posed:**
     Did Vortex honestly call him the best? Goth himself knew he was... Well, not the best, still rather amiture, but still. "...Hmph well... Not about to allow you to pass into the allspark while I have you here, so, do rest, when you awake should find yourself sore, but weelded shut, and comfortable.. IF there is pain higher than that, say something, means something maybe wrong." He'd instruct as he kept on about his repairs.

      His mind wondering if there will come a day, Dustoff will come in like this.. something he didn't like the thought of.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Yes sir." he says, oddly obedient. Maybe its the exhaustion the lack of sensation or the full trust he has in goth, or all of the above. In any way, he obeys without queastion "They wanted to take me and my brothers back. I wont let them." he murmurs softly. "Thank you. I will.do what you say. I trust you."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth frowned, he did NOT want another Garrus-1 incident, that was for sure, he'd reach over, and despite the energon covered mess of a hand he had, gently patted Vortex's helm and went to finishing work, he was going to have one hell of a time cleaning himself and Vortex up after all of this.