1199/Test tubes

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was down in his lab working, on the computer and one the billion project windows he has up, typing away with not much a thought of what is going on around him.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff makes his way down the stairs rubbing his head a bit as he glances back over his shoulder. "Mph...well, I will say this much, if everyone was built like th' medbay, we'd never lose th' war... I'd hate t' think if everythin' we had in there just...shattered every time a mech flipped th' room upside down." He gives a soft chuckle and steps his way towards where Goth's seated at. "How're things on yer end?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ears perked up as he heard Dustoff come in, and nodded to the mech and vented a huff. "Quiet, something I've needed for a bit.. But well, mostly just working on some of my own projects instead of focusing on everyone else." He'd huff.

      He'd glance over to the door, and chuckled. "I do admit, the medical bay takes far more abuse than I'd expected, would of thought some place like the barracks would be far more.. mm, messy, given it's a living space."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff gives a chuckle and nod at that. "Eh...I'd love jus' a proper...moment of time where I ain't gotta run off an' play fetch with stuff we need... This whole stalemate back an' forth nonsense has jus' been a drain on things..."

He pulls a chair over to take a seat and leans in to get a glance at the work being done. "Anythin' interesting? New drones or such?"

**Goth has posed:**
     "Honestly if anyone needs a some time off, it is you. Rather overworked from all things I've witnessed." he'd smile at him.

      He'd then bring up the window of what he was currently working on in full. "Tinkering with my drone designs, yes, seeing if I can't make them a bit less fuel heavy." He'd nod. "As well as changing the solution, make it target armor more then the first subsystem it gets into."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmphs. "Yeah... but it's th' kinda busy that keeps me from doin' stuff here...an' that's jus' annoyin'. I don't mind busy... I mind gettin' pulled left an' right." He huffs and looks at the screen, reading over a few things. "Huh...well, would be more...stable, I suppose. Though that element o' surprise is always fantastic... leave 'em guessin' what'll be ruined if they get hit." He chuckles.

**Goth has posed:**
     "And I've honestly seen /that/ happen." He'd vent, leaning slightly over to Dustoff as he looks up at the computer screen, before letting out a chuckle.

      "Indeed, as useful as it is, I do feel the more stable solution would be better, even if I decided to make a second set with a completely volatile mixture." He'd chuckle. "Hmm Honestly I figured as well, since it seems my sonar has a bit of a weaker effect form what I've noticed."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff blinks. "Oh?" He gives the other mech a brief look at that before shrugging some. "Gotta be more effective than me jus' throwin' smoke around, though." He gives a soft laugh and rests back some, shuttering his optics for a bit. "Mph... I need t' work on that stuff Overlord's callin' for...you don't have any of those samples stored away somewhere, do you?"

**Goth has posed:**
     "Honestly I've been wondering if you've want me to tamper with those grenades, if not make you your own set of drones." He'd chuckle, before looking over to the small fridge stored beside the cabinet.

      "Mmm Yes, kept them stored in there, one Quartz originally gave us, one with the blue energon, the second is from those incenticons from the Dead End." He'd state, spinning his chair around to point it out. "Been slowly running Analyzes on them..." he'd grunt. "Darkstar wants me to find out if I can see if I can glean the regenerative properties from the insection one... However I have my... Worries, to say the least." he'd spin his wrist as he looked for the words.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hehs... "How many parts can you replace on a mech before they're not that mech anymore and jus' some new construct..." He glances at the stored samples a moment and then grumbles. "I doubt anything regenerative comes without some kinda cost...an' honestly, do we really want t' play with somethin' like that?"

There's a shake of his head as he ponders a bit. "Actually, been thinkin' what else might be useful in a proper fight...maybe get some better utility devices. I ain't a front-liner, but I can help from just behind 'em, unless I need t' get in an' pull someone out of prison again... then havin' nice toys is jus' too useful."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth cringed. "That and It's /Shockwave's/ work, I doubt he'd be pleased if he found I was mucking about with such." He'd shutter with his faux fur bristling at the thought.

      "Hmm Some backliner things would be useful to you yes, such as ruining sub-systems, helping with targeting, armor disintegrating..." he'd muse. "Maybe improve those smoke bombs as they have helped.. least in the simulators when we took on Sixshot." He'd continue in thought.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff gives a slight nod. "Eh, 's true... maybe add some nice component to it, like...a proper flashbang. Disorient, deafen, an' blind. Make 'em confused a bit t' whatever's goin' on around 'em." He gives a nod. "Might be a sight more usefull all 'round that way."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Indeed, that would be useful. having been on the end of that blue mini-bots propper flash-bangs myself, I can say that is definitely a boon." He'd nod, he'd then get up and make his way over and open the fridge to pull out the samples that were stored in test-tubes, before making his way back over to show them to Dustoff.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff ughs... "I really hate touchin' these things..." He takes one and looks it over, primarily to read the label and check the seals. "What're yer thoughts on makin' some kinda weapon outta this stuff? Think it's even do-able?" He hands the first tube over for the other to read the label again. "Honestly bet we'd get more outta th' non-bug one than Shockwave's formula...hrm."

**Goth has posed:**
     "And that I cannot fault you, given what they contain." He'd vent, and think. "Well, considering now that we have a cure, not a very effective one, more so given the fact if I recall it spreads through contact with the energon." He'd tap his chin. "It would depends on the enemy not noticing what it contains, or an alteration too it to mutate it into something much worse, but that also comes with the issue of our own catching such."

      "Agreed, and fairly, I don't think Shockwave expected them to end up infected, just how it went, given they were eating infected in the dead end." He'd hem, tilting his helm side to side. "Fairly I'm fearful of how it may of mutated with them, being capable of adapting from such." He'd cringe. "Though that is if it can evolve like that." he'd mumble.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff chuckles. "Manipulate it an' figure out how to accelerate vulnerabilities in our enemies..." He sets the second test tube down and rests back in his chair. "Bet that'd scare 'em pretty good... I mean, sure, they'd jus' cure it, but...in a fight, it'd be pretty effective. No sayin' we gotta bring the whole of th' virus to bear...jus' th' symptoms are enough t' work." He grins a bit. Though, remarks about mutations are enough to draw a frown after. "Eh...I'd rather hope insecticons disappear completely."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Hmm perhaps if it was in the form of a short lived but created a rabid break down of whatever it splashed against, perhaps, but however that could also be done with a simple acid explosive.....Then again this would be much easier to re-produce then acid." He'd muse as he went over to his desk in thought.

      He'd tilt his helm and looked over at Dustoff. "Hmmm.. Yes, it's.. strange how the native insecticons here have devolved so much into truly beasteal behaviour.... Back where I come they've not nearly lost as much intalict." He'd click his jaw.

**Phantom has posed:**
The elusive seeker watches the two Deception medics converse from the shadows, choosing not to address them for now. He is, however, poking around Goth's lab for some reason. His damaged hand is haphazardly wrapped with a clean washcloth, no longer bleeding, but far from healed...

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmphs... "Well, all said an' done as well...hopefully 's just th' insecticons an' we ain't got like...massive freaks runnin' 'round Cybertron's inner grids an' underground an' all, like a buncha primative monsters or such." He chuckles a bit and then just goes to put the samples away again.

**Goth has posed:**
     "Darling, please, you're in my presences, stating that only ensures their likely is, given we know how much life enjoys spitting me." He'd chuckle with a grin on his face. "Honestly starting to believe all this stupid 'cursed' nonsense, even though I know better then to believe the superstitious."

      He'd wave it off with a huff, but his ears perk up, thinking he thought he heard something move, and started looking around, before shaking his helm.

**Phantom has posed:**
Goth probably did. Phantom is .. swiping something. Entering phase, he reaches into a locked closet. Not really anything Goth should be overtly worried about, though. While Goth and Dustoff continue their small talk, he continues watching them while silently subspacing an empty, medium sized biohazard container.

 However, removal of the container from the closet causes some of the other items in the closet to fall down with a loud CLUNK.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff more catches Goth's sudden look of suspicion than anything, turning his focus to the rest of the lab before he hears the noise from the closet. "You ain't...got a pet, have ya?" He sighs and moves towards the noise. "Didn't think I saw anyone else come in...." Even he knows better, though, than to pull weapons in a lab. That'd be...stupid.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's helm snaps over to the closest, and stares at it. "Speaking of being cursed.. No.. The scraplet drone is under the desk." He'd state, starting to slowly make his way over to the closest beside Dustoff, keeping himself cautious as he approached.

      "What do you want to bet Vortex locked himself in the closet?" he'd ask Dustoff jokingly, almost... Almost.

**Phantom has posed:**
Phantom curses quietly, and quickly moves away from the closet, but still sticks to the shadows. Backing towards a large file cabinet in the back of the lab, he enters phase, and merges with it. When Goth and Dustoff's attention seem to be away from where he is, he starts for the exit of Goth's lab...

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmphs and glances towards the movement...and then just sighs softly . "I've a hunch... an' I'd hope it's Vortex." He reaches for the closet itself to open it and peer inside.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would keep a protective wing ready encase it was something or someone else that didn't belong in there, his ears fanning back. "..Speaking of hunches, I have something I wish to talk to you about regarding Phantoms medical file." he'd hem as they approached, keeping himself at the ready should something leap out at them. "After we handle this though." He'd add on.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff sighs softly as...nothing is found? He just frowns a bit. "An' there's my hunch..." He looks towards the medbay. "Better take an inventory..." He shakes his head slowly and just takes a seat. "An' yeah...let's talk 'bout Phantom. I've a hunch there's... a lot we both gotta figure out there."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would relax on seeing no one there, and vented a sigh of relief, before opening the door wide and started doing such, picking up what was knocked over. "Yes... Well, I noticed there are absolutely no past diagnostics of Phantoms systems, and I know for a fact you are not one to skip such, Scrapper agreeing, along with any Hook may of run on the the lil' scrap." He'd explain.

      "....I suspect someone may of deleted them, I put the current one I took before he escaped the medical bay into his file but.. Well, I have a backup on my computer down here for safe keeping." He'd frown.

      "...I'm missing a contaminant container." He'd groan and close the door, making his way over to Dustoff, and planting a kiss on his cheek. "...Scrapper is unsure of it would be Shockwave's doing, and assures me he'd only do such if it was a danger of falling into bot hands." Yet his voice sounds unconvinced.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grunts. "Well...next time we see Phantom, I say...let's fill out more of 'is record an' all that nonsense, an'...let's see what he's done with th' container." He huffs. "If my hunch's right at least..." He relaxes a bit. "But...eh, first thin's first... I'm ready t' just call it a cycle an' relax. I doubt Phantom can get into any more trouble 'n he's already able t' get out of..."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would stop and think about what was just said and vented a huff. "....Indeed, we shall see, Wouldn't' be the first he's snuck in here like that, or would it be the last.. and he does know where I keep such things." He'd hem.

      He'd then chuckle. "That Or get himself into more." He'd grin as he'd push himself up and make his way over to the pillow nest. "Well, I'd not be opposed to such.. Honestly have been enjoying the use this has been getting since I pull it from the old ship." He'd flop back into it.