1320/Exhausted But Undeterred

Cast of Characters: | Megatron, Dustoff, Goth, 135

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Once again the nurses are going to be busy are genericons/vehicons (or whatever want to call basic troops) are brought in for repairs. Loud pedes echo as Sixshot makes his way in heading straight to a berth. His spark eef overcharged as the point one percenters optics flash between red and green, "Frag it all."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron snarls "More troops next time." He says, making his way to his own berth, his crimson optics glaring in pure anger today. "We will take it back. And they will..." he holds his side where one particular missile hit him hard. "Pay." he snarls in anger, pain and humiliation today. He doesn't call over anyone, just content to simmer with his loss.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is set up in the medical bay, still prepping for that trip of his by stowing away a medical kit that had been prepared, when he hears pede steps.. He was aware there had been a defense seige today, so medical had been on standby, and he was in his root-mode! He'd take a seat in his chair and huffed out as he waited.. Taking a moment to look over the crystalin cube Dustoff and given him, a slight smile forming on his face.

      He'd look up upon hearing the pedes steps, and bots started coming in, he'd slip the cube into his subspace and took notice of Sixshot and... oof, he'd roll his pauldrons a bit uncomfortable, yep better not to ask how the fight went, the looked utterly /lubed/ off. He'd start and get some of the tools necessary for repairing the sixchanger.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff steps into the medbay amidst all the chaos, a glance going to Goth to see which one the bat is handling while he goes to handle the other with hardly a word. "Righ'...let's have a look..." He moves towards Megatron and takes a glance at the various dents and dings and other such nonsense... "Who's gonna get broken next time, if I can ask, hmm?"

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron stays still while he's examined "All of them. Starting with that wretched bomber." he growls.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"Would have ripped out that pests neck servos.", Sixshot says as he looks to Dustoff. Glancing over at Goth he doesn't mention the cube instead just nodding to Megatron, "Yes sir, all will be done." Though inside he does question being a captain with the latest results, " All of them will. "

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms...and frowns a bit. "Dunno how th' Bots nabbed that talent...but, eh, kill what you can't take, right?" He chuckles a bit and sets to work dutifully, just patching up what he can.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth got to work repairing the damage done to Sixshot, hemming. "Ahh yes.. Nightlash.. That ones been a major problem." Goth's ridges knit, mainly because he's been set on /fire/ so often by her! His fur bristles at the memories and he shakes his helm out of it and continues work. He does notably relax with Dustoff in the room.

      He'd pause a moment in thought before pointing over to a near datapad. "Ah, Sixshot, if you wish to review that data we collected on fuel efficiency, can do so on that datapad there." Hopefully that helps simmer the sixchanger down.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshots optics slowly return to their usual red, the green spark no longer pulsing. Looking to Goth then the datapad he says, "Right, best to have a look at that." He doesn't immediately pickup the pad as the medic is working .

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff continues his work on Megatron, just making sure that everything is good to go and properly patched up...adding just the right touch of gloss and scuff to give that menacing look a nice touch without compromising the overall 'I'm the Boss' appeal due to the Decepticon leader.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron does actually relax his posture some when his dents are pounded out. He nods to Dustoff "As always, the meidcal staff is efficient." he says, which is about as good of a thanks as one can get from the seething commander.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth relaxes seeing that, and also hearing Megatron relax in his tone alone also helps, and does a few more checks over before nodding, as he started repairing the armor and minor dents. "But of course, we do attempts to do our best." He'd mumble something about when Phantom isn't messing everything up! but he keeps that under his vents. "How does that feel sixshot? Have a I missed something?"

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot slowly checks his joints and other systems, "Feels good, unsure if you missed anything." The mech continues to sit there as he thinks.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff doesn't respond to Megatron's remark, not directly at any rate. Goth handled that part. He just keeps doing his work until he's satisfied with everything. Stepping back he just moves to his desk to start working on the paperwork.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth modded, hopping down and went to clean his hands off and get the used tools, to the starlization sink. Looking for the words to say to help taper the anger off, but he found nothing, and instead huffed out, rolling his pauldrons. "The drone here should be able to help in restoring your energon and ammunition reserves." He'd nod to them both, before looking them over a moment.

      "Is there anything else I could do for you both?" He'd ask in a relaxed tone.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot picks up the datapad saying, "Just aid in understanding this better." He looks over the info before adding, "Anything to change odds."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "Just keep fighting. Soon..." he says, rolling over for better access to any missed wounds. He's actually staying in medbay today. "We will have our victory."