1192/Embers of Aftermath

Cast of Characters: | Overlord, Vortex, Dustoff, Goth, 135

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would amble his way into the medical bay once more, only this time embers where still hot and licking his frame, the private would grumble start making his way to his familiar berth, only to stop and notice that Dustoff was not to be seen up here, he'd vent to himself and moved to the sterilization showers, which of course, stung given the burns and active embers.

      He'd wave for the nurses about to get the medical tools necessary for him and, or, Dustoff to start working on both OVerlord and Sixshot's wounds.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sees people come back "okay we need the fire equipment but not htat bad this time. Getting better at ths" he says, as he oes his best to help in the background.

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord strides into the medbay and takes a moment to simply settle himself, seated, on a medberth, his shield getting placed to one side as he just lets the medical staff do their thing without paying much mind to it all.

To be fair, he looks like a mech that did indeed draw a brunt of the attention, with burnt areas, some still smoldering, a fair bit of dends, dings, and rends in his armor, but at the same time, it's almost like he doesn't even notice it in the slightest.

Vortex's presence draws...a look of amusement, but little is said as he pulls out his datapad to begin working on the after-action reports. "I would say, overall, that went well."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot makes his way in after Goth, "Well this will call for a drink along with watching the games. If any seem worth the time will engage. Otherwise the rest can have fun. Maybe throw that monsterbot in to be rid of him." He glances to Vortex saying, "Unless you finally get a chance to question him."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex shakes his head. "They never let me question anyone I wont hold my vents" He says as he wanders the repair bay. "Slag yeah with the two of you powerhouses out there they'll be scrapin bots off the ground for weeks. Well except the firebug. We'll get him one day. Like an insecticon."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would merely give a tired and irritated scoff at not at anyone in particular, but a scoff due to being in a bad mood, he'd roll his optics as he tended to overlords wounds first, Command always did come first unfortunately. "Yes, well, I could of gone without being set on fire /yet again/ but overall, a scuesses is a successes." He'd nod simply.

      His ears fanning back against his helm as he starts grumbling. "Thank you for ensuring the fire represents were ready Vortex."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord looks up from his report at Vortex's remark. "Who doesn't let you?" A glance goes to Goth, but only just, and he looks back at Vortex. "If there's a command issue about it, I haven't seen anything in the reports. I say...interrogate away. Any and all information is both critical and useful. If anyone gives you a hard time about it, send them my way."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot sits on a medical berth and nods in agreement with Overlord. He idly checks his systems before pulling a datapad from subspace. He takes note on the battles performance as well as possible upgrades as he says to himself, "That worked well this time. But still what possible improvements can be made."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs "Command. They dont give me the orders..." he says. "No problem we need the supressors a lot so I have them on file." the chopper's optic band brightens. "You mean it? You mean I can interrogate him?" he sounds excited. "I. I will. I Will right away!" his rotors spin in excitement like a protoform in an energoody store.

**Goth has posed:**
     The Beast-mech was definitely not happy, possibly from the fire, definitely from the fire, at least from an outside perspective.

      Goth would work meticulously in repairing the damage, welding and replacing fire damaged platting and wires underneath, not even flinching at the idea of using the repair-mesh Dustoff ordered on the big guy, he was clearly focused despite his own discomfort... Eventually he'd pull away, looking over the repairs and nod, reaching over to snag a cloth to clean his hands. "Should be all of it, I'd not suggest moving around to soon, else break the welding in-place." He'd chuff.

      He'd then make his way over to Sixshot, starting similar repairs on the Sixchanger. "If I may inquire, what type of Improvements?" He'd ask, as he began work, then glancing over to Vortex. "Don't knock anything over." He'd huff, noting the beaker he'd slipped onto Dustoff's desk, before going back to work.

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord gives Vortex a nod. "Yes, please, by all means. Do as you deem fit. Again, if there are problems with it...send them my way and I'll take care of it." He looks at Goth, then the repairs as they seem to be done. "And report anything...interesting that happens during the interrogations, information or otherwise."

Pushing himself up, he brushes off some lingering dust before starting for the door. "Now...if you'll excuse me, it seems there's some...work to catch up on."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nos "Riht as soon as I finish up things I will. I have some equipment I need to prepare. Thank you for the opportunity. " he chuckles to himself. "Me and Repugnus are going to have so much fun."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot looks up from the datapad to Goth as he comes over saying, "First the systems linked to my t-cog as Dustoff has mentioned before. It is annoying when I do get stuck in one mode even if it is rare. Better to improve the odds that it d happen so either of you or my own systems have to both resetting it." He looks to the datapad again before saying, " Maybe adjust energon consumption as well. Cause for the moment don't see a reason to add more weapons to my systems."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would let out a chuff. "Speak with Dustoff about energon efficiency, he and I have long been updating my old systems to get them running propper, the data and research we have will work with your systems." He'd grunt rubbing at one of the burns, thinking it over now, he didn't want to admit it, but the Bat had been more than a bit of a project that had effectively, helped in medical research for the rest of the decepticon faction, there was an unpleasant thought.

      "Well, I guess that decides our long awaited decision on what to do with that narcissistic Autobot." He'd state to Vortex, in response to him speaking about Repugnus. He'd glance over at Overlord, taking note of the glance. "understood sir."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pulls out a datapad, giggling. His giggles get serious as he runs through his lists of techniques. Suddenly, he very very quiet, concentrating full on wht hes going to do "Repugnus. What do we have on you. Lets see."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot nods to Goth, "Well when he has time I will speak with him on it. For now I'll look over my systems and maybe see what else can be adjusted."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff mutters a bit as he makes his way up from the lab. "Ugh, apologies, apologies... had to make sure some stuff was squared away." He glances about the medbay, making sure to take stock of Goth's particular state. "How's everythin' goin' in here..."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ears flicked over at a familiar voice that did seem to calm the bats nero-wires, he'd look over to Dustoff and then glanced around. "...We took the base, and I've seen to Both Sixshot and the General's wounds." He'd step down once he'd complete his work on Sixshot, nodding to the mech in response, before rubbing, even starting to scratch and dig at one of his burns as he made his way over to take a seat on the med berth.

      "..Quite alright Dustoff, had work you needed to do." He'd chuff.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot nods back to Goth before subspacing the datapad, "Never mean to work him so hard. But his support has been effective. If only had some armor or something to lessen the effects the firebugs have on him."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms? "Who's got armor problems this time?" He gives Sixshot a once over but...that seems handled for the time being, and instead turns his focus to Goth. "Here, lemme get a proper look.... Thought you were gonna avoid comin' back on fire again."

He sighs a bit and sets to work all the same... "Swear I fixed this same spot last time ya came in... Prowl again?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would sit still to allow Dustoff to work, finding himself tiredly leaning his helm against the other bot's chassis and huffed. "Indeed.. I had made an attempt, I'd actually avoided Fireflight's incendiaries only to find Prowl was already back up and on the field." he'd grumble.

      His ears shifted from being folded back against his helm to merely drooping now, looking tired. He glanced over at Sixshot explaining why Goth had been on the field so often, nodding.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff sighs and just lets one hand rest on the back of Goth's head in a comforting sort of move before he goes back to his work, getting things put back in place, burning spots put out, and all the other usual tasks that come with a medbay visit. "Wonder if it's worth...wiring up some supressants just to keep the pain at bay next time this happens for your own comfort."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"Need to cripple more of their medical officers in the future.", Sixshot says as he stands up, "I'll leave you to your work. Gonna see who gets to limp home, if anyone." He makes his way out after saying this.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would let out a grunt. "Perhaps, It would be limited to the fire, correct?" He'd question, clearly a bit out of it. He'd relax against Dustoff there, almost finding himself falling into recharge only to shake his helm lightly out of it. "Mmm..Enjoy yourself." He'd state to six shot, waiting for him to leave the room before glancing an optic up to Dustoff.

      "...Well, after this, I don't plan on going out anymore unless it is desperate." He'd huff. "If being sent out so often is proving to be more a drain then necessary." He'd grumble.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff gives Sixshot a nod. "Be well, don't hesitate to pop back in if ya need anythin'." He lets out a soft vent and looks back at Goth, working on wrapping up his work a bit. "An'...go out as often as needed, I'll do what I can t' keep things runnin' proper here, alright?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would give a sound of acknowledgment, nodding softly. "Alright... Hmm, I do hope at least I've proven useful enough in helping even out the traffic coming in here." He'd vent, glancing around. "Not as overwhelmed as you had been before."

      He'd actually make note of how much more quiet it had been.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff gives a nod. "Honestly... 's been great. It's hard t' really...break away an' take care of th' logistical side of things when ya ain't sure everythin's being taken care of here...so, yeah, that you're doin' that helps out...more'n ya really know."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth gave a weak smile, that was at least something, looking tired he'd chuff and look at the repairs. "Thank you as well.. Honestly quite tired of coming back burned every time, had I know how flammable my components were I'd likely attempted a much more different approach to things." He'd chuckle, but he knew that wasn't exactly going to fix the spot he was stuck in now.

      "..I'm glad I could help take some of the load off of you, specially given everything you've done for me." He'd cross his arms, glancing away slightly in slight embarrassment, he'd then push himself up. "Shall we retire for the night then?"

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff mmfs... "Yeah, and I'd do it all over again if I had to... alright?" He grins at the other mech before helping him to his feet and giving a nod. "Yeah...think it's a good...quiet time t' sneak off an' retire. I'm good with that..." He starts for the lab.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth gave a a tired smile and followed behind him. "Do be sure to check your desk later, may find something new there." He'd wave his hand dismissively as he joined Dustoff down below in the lab.