1236/Ugly Flirting

Cast of Characters: | Springer, Starlock, Juris, 140

**Starlock has posed:**
Nurses, and Starlock, were running around the medical bay, preparing and repairing soldiers that were limping in from Ibex, she was quickly zipping around from berth to berth, doing repairs with the help of her pede boosters, focusing on one at a time, and getting wrist deep in them as she worked, with energon and other Cybertronian gore down her frame, she didn't seem fazed, after all this was normal for her.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer comes in with the last transport of wounded from Ibex. He looks like slag - he's got a sword wound completely through his body, and he's been shot at close range as well. The failure to protect Ibex seems to be the more painful injury, however. He escorts each of the last wounded in, making sure they're taken care of before submitting himself for repairs. Spotting Starlock, he gives her a tired nod.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster slowly moves in after the medivac unloads the last of the survivors saying, "Got out as many as could." Examining his frame the large mech looks like he had several rounds in the Kaon pits besides a battlefield. He doesn't move to a berth yet till a nurse nudges him to do so, "Right, getting there."

**Juris has posed:**
The female rotary, unlike the others running about the medbay, is not injured or returning from the battlefield. Coincidentally, she'd come here to run an inventory check on medical supplies. However, upon entering, she notices that now might not be a good time.

 She notices Springer, who looks like a well roasted shish kebab. "Commander," she addresses him politely, with a nod of her helm.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock perks up on hearing them enter and cringes, and motions for the nurses to also get them onto berths and stable. "Be with you in a minute, need to finish here." She'd quickly say, going back to her focused work as she deftly works inside someone to repair some heavily damaged fuel lines.

      "Is Prowl also coming in?" She'd ask, yes she was very much paying attention to the communication link then.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer revolves his head around to look at Juris. His glassy look suggests the early stages of shock. His brow knits and his optics narrow. "You the femme from the bar?" He glances around the room shakily, looking somewhat confused. He touches his dented helmet. "I'm not feeling so hot, to be honest," he says in understatement.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster looks to Springer and Juris then to Starlock, "No idea, Starlock, he went silent after last orders to watch the medivacs. Know he's still online but where right now, no clue."

**Juris has posed:**
Juris glances over at Starlock and Roadbuster briefly, her expression hidden beneath her visor and mask. "He'll be fine," she says blandly, "He'll turn up sooner rather than later. Prowl is anything but foolish."

 "Yes," she says to Springer. "That's a surprising admission," she says to the triple changer. "I read your file."

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer grins and tries to lean casually against a wall, energon flowing freely from his many wounds. "Yeah?" he asks. "You know me? I was a little famous in Ibex, you know. Before the war. 'Spectacular Springer,' they called me, you know? Well, not everyone. But some people. Well, one person, but it was cool." Springer starts to slowly slide down the wall, leaving a trail of energon behind.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock groans out at Roadbuster's report. "He's always doing this." she grouses, but Springer, oooh Springer gets the real Ire as she slaps an energon covered hand over her face then points at him. "Let the nurses get you on the berth you dumbaft! your bleeding out! Can't do ugly flirting when your dead!" She'd snap, as she got her hands cleaned and moved to help Springer first.

**Springer has posed:**
    Springer doesn't argue, or even make any more coherent comments as he's hefted onto a berth (mech, he's heavier than he looks!). He does hum something that can be generously compared to the Triorian Guard march music before thankfully blacking out in time for his much-needed surgical repairs.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
"Don't need you passin' out, ya spectacular goof. Tell stories later, yer not Kup.", Roadbuster says as he lays down where the nurse tells him to. He lets out a vent as he mutters to himself, "What a rush, but bad move tactically."

**Juris has posed:**
"Don't worry about him," Juris says too Starlock, "you'd best save your energy and focus on more important things." She gestures at Springer, Roadbuster, and the other wounded Autobots.

 She doesn't respond to Springer's comments, as he's now fallen into temporary stasis lock. "..." She sighs, placing a hand on her hip as she observes Starlock begin repairing the injured. "I'm guessing now isn't a good time to do an inventory check."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock vents as Springers gotten on the medical berth, and she immediately goes to start doing surgical repairs on him, she was clearly overwhelmed, but she was doing her best, that's all anyone could really ask of her, at least that's what she hopped.

      "Unfortunately, you'll need to wait till we're done here, as a lot of supplies are about to be used.. they normally are when they come in badly wounded like this... I would appreciate someone else doing inventory for me for a change though." She'd meekly smile, before looking back down, getting deep into springer, repairing lines, fixing servos, replacing parts, stopping leaks...

**Juris has posed:**
Juris shrugs. "I suppose," she says, "let me know when you're finished," the female rotary instructs Starlock. She then turns on her heel and exits the medbay. leaving the nurses and medics to do their jobs.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster lays on the berth as the others talk while patching Springer up. Anyone near him would notice his visor is displaying data as he mutters to himself, "Even if had hazard teams ready the damage was going too fast to seal cracks. Maybe coulda.. no the flying ego from Vos would stop them." He obviously is going over strategies before saying, "Should not have taken his taunts, focused on advice on defense guns."

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Thank you Juris." Starlock called, she then frowned as she listened to Roadbuster, she'd spend a few hours on Springer, before he was done being repaired.. She'd move to clean herself up and then start repairs on Roadbuster. "...It's.. rough, when we lose like that.. Going over strategy after strategy.." And boy did she know from experience, glancing away then back.

      "...Try to let yourself rest, and let your body repair, before you stress over that, yeah?" She'd say, as she started working on his wounds.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbusters visor returns to its usual green as he stops muttering to himself as Starlock talks to him. Venting a sigh he says, "Ol' habits die hard but doctors orders, right Sarge?" He lets the medic do his work as he says, " Yeah things can be recovered just hate I let the rush of putting a few dents in the Slagmaker get to me." The wrecker just shakes his head and tries not to let it stress him out.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "Yes." She'd chuckle, as she worked. "Plus, got a lot of bots back here safe, despite your wounds, thats a feat in its own right that should be recognized." She'd nod sagely as she worked. "..Did good." She'd smile at him.

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
"Yeah made sure of that.", Roadbuster replies. He chuckles a bit, "Was good to be out in the field again. But what a trio to come in. Especially with him being back." Its obvious who he's talking about.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock takes a vent through her denta. "Yeaah that's.. a scrappy trio to end up facing down." She'd look him over as she started repairing fuel lines. "But none of you are offline, so that's also a win." She'd nod... She'd grow silent in thought as she worked.

      "...Wonder if he remembers if I gave him the rudest gesture I could muster."

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster nods, "It was close but we did. Surprised he let me pull away without a final shot. Well knock on titanium (or something) that he did. Not gonna worry on it and just be ready for next time."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock chuckles. "Thatta mech." She'd nod, sealing one of the wounds with a welder. "There we go, all patched, just don't get up for a bit, and let everything cool, and set." She'd reach over and take a cloth, and start cleaning her hands. "Must say you are one of my first well behaved patients, everyone else just normally gets up once i'm done, or wiggle away while I'm working." She'd laugh.

      "Well sides Lynx."

**Roadbuster (140) has posed:**
Roadbuster continues to lay there as he chuckles, "Know better than to stress the welds after something like that. Not in the habit of being magnetized to the berth." He looks down at the repairs before adding, "Ok to recharge here a bit before heading to the barracks?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock nods. "Sounds like a plan." She'd chuckle, se'd then look over the medical bay and those still injured, giving him a nod. "Rest well." She'd say, before frowning once more, and going back to work.