1286/Rotors and Medics

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was laying on a familiar berth, currently covered in patches to cover a set of /holes/ put in the bat from a certain blue blur annoyance. and on an enerdip, he was stable, nurses had done their job, was just now a matter of waiting for Dustoff or another of the repair capable bots.

      Goth, however was not happy, and just watching the view screen form where he was laid up in bat-mode, he was online, what all mattered!

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex comes in with his normal energy filled bounce. He heads immediately to Goth's side. "Ouch. Looks like you took some good damage today, Gothy." He says softly, checking to make sure Goth is stable. "So what happened, who do I need to kill? Sorry i've been gone. Ons had me on very, very boring training simulations. Don't tell him I said so though or he'll make me do more."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth looked over to the rotary, who.. He was glad to see, and huffed out, crossing his arms. "Blurr, seems he had a new /toy/ on the field the other solar-cycle." He'd sigh with a tilt of his helm.

      Goth was indeed stable, thanks to the nurses. Goth gives a chuckle at Vortex, he flinches though, that laugh having /actually/ pained him. "Managed to maintain the mining facility though.. So I say that is a win." He'd nod. "Should be some reports on what happened." Speaking of he has a datapad nearby.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex frowns under his mask. "What sort of new toy does he have?" he winces. "Like he needs to be any faster. So whats its weakness? We gotta find this cause a faster Blurr is a bad thing."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Believe it's just a simple throw away shotgun.. Which may prove an issue as he could simply buy another.." he'd muse."As for faster.." He'd snort. "I would not say he was very fast that time around, Hookshot was able to stun the damn autobot into stillness with my targeting help." He'd say almost proudly, trying to forget his epic failure before.

      He'd vent a sigh and relaxed there on the berth. "Would of done it myself as I had done Sky Lynx, but...I was just short the needed fuel."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "You are doing better you know." He says. "At least you're not on fire.."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth looked down at the wounds and just.. simply nodded in agreement with that statement. "I rather be full of holes and online then on fire and online, or offline, for that matter." He'd chuff, he would give a rare smile. "I am doing better, aren't I?" He'd ask, glancing over. "Far more than when I first arrived."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "I think so. Looks like you are. I cant read the medical files well but you are talking so thats something."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuckles. "Indeed, I can tell as well when out on the field." He'd smile, however, he'd frown. "I however... do not think I can go out to the siege next solar-cycle, which I am not to pulsed about." he'd muse, and looked to Vortex. "Are you going to be headed out there?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pauses. "Well. Yeah. Im a combaticon its waht I do." he says.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth huffs and nods. "I'm going to be avoiding the sonic canyons at all costs." he'd grumble, draping one of his winged arms over his optics.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex grunts 'Yeah maybe Ons will take you on one of our training missions. Get ya toughened up like, well almost like a combaticon."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth tilts his helm, raising his wing up to look at Vortex. "Well I don't think I'm too terribly, Ah..." He'd frown looking for the word before grumbling. "Weak.... But I do admit I'm not as.." He'd spin his claw, squinting at the view screen, and ceiling above. "Trained, as most here."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex grunts. "Didnt say you were weak. Just meant you can use some training to focus whatcha got? I Mean Im not the strongest. But Onslaught turned me into something greater. Hes good like that."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Well, yes, I did in the past.. " He'd sigh, and grumbled and sighed. "It wouldn't be something I'd be opposed to." He'd cross his arms, and glance back and up at Vortex.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pauses. "I mean you're already awesome but ouldnt hurt to be more awesome right/" keep digging that hole, tex.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth squints up at Vortex and raises a ridge, he is so suspecting their attempting to indoctrinate him, and he wasn't sure how to feel about it! He just sighed and shook his helm with a light chuckle. "I suppose you are correct, should attempt to continue to improve." He'd agree with a nod.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Yes, Improving is a good way to keep your body and mind disciplined.." He pauses "Get out of my mouth, Onslaught." he pouts.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuckles at that. "You have indeed been spending time with him." He'd snort, and flinch again at his wounds, that was it, he couldn't take this anymore, he'd sit up and fiddle around to find where his receptor switch was and turned them off, letting out a relieved sigh.

**Dustoff has posed:**
A wild Dustoff has joined the fight!

Or...something to that degree.

The medic -or is it doctor now? Who knows...- wanders into the medbay, drinking...something akin to an 'I just woke up don't bother me' drink in a mug and reading the reports. No, not the reports on battles and nonsense...the medical records and reports from the various machines registering some mech or another is hooked up. "Right then... who's broke an' who's just here t' watch everythin'?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ears perked right up at familiar pede steps, and looked over hearing Dustoff, he was always happy to see the medibot. He'd raise up his winged arm and sighed with a vent. "Do I really need to state which I am?" Was that a joke?

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex looks over. "Oh, hi Doctor." He says. "I'm just here to watch Goth. Look. Hes not on fire." he says, proudly.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff looks over at Goth...then Vortex...and then back to Goth. "I didn' smell smoke, so...didn't quite figure it out." He chuckles and moves over to get a look at the mecha-bat, but not without first offering a quick kiss between the ears before he gets to work. "No Prowl this time, I take it?" He looks over at Vortex. "An'...just watchin'? Or did ya want to help?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex shakes his head. "Im not real good at helpin." He says. "Ive tried before, but it just..doesnt stick." he sya. "You..want me to leave you two to um. That kinda thing?" he says as Dustoff ew gross kisses Goth.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuckles at that and sits up, and smooches Dustoffs cheek in response to that, and has to force himself from moving his arm over the temporarily, patched holes from the shotgun. "Surprisingly no, was Blurr that did all of this." Goth would huff gesturing to the injuries. "Seems he had a new /toy/ that he seemed fit to use excessively."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff mutters a bit. "Well...let th' war t' gather more toys begin, I guess..." He looks over at Vortex. "Yer fine..." He grunts and grabs some tweezers, or at least something that looks like such, and checks the injuries to see which ones went through and which are still stuck in so he can fish the shot out. "Blurr's a pest... oughta figure out how t' put 'em down hard. Break that ego a bit."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "I'd love to help with that. Blurr needs to be taken down once, twice, maybe three times. For all he does out there." he grunts. watching Dustoff work. "Im trying to look at medicine as extra psysiology lessons. An interrogator has to learn anatomy after all."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth remained still, he'd turned his own pain receptors off so he was more comfortable than he would of been... It also looks like Goth got lucky with the first shot, it having gone completely out his back, where the second.. Not so much, it's still in there and broken apart, he's probably lucky in the aspect its a normal bullet and not something worse.

      "Hmm, well, almost achieved such were Ravage had managed to knock him off the defenses, and then Hook shot and I got him magnetized to the ground.." He'd grumble. "However was knocked loose by the large femme medic, and that's when he fired that second shot."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff huhs... "Guess I should make sure th' cat comes in... can't have too many runnin' 'round all dented up." He gives a soft grunt and continues to fish out the foreign debris from Goth, dropping the pieces into a pan. "An', that's always a good way t' go about it... think I heard rumors 'bout Buzzsaw doin' th' same."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth pauses and thinks about it, Ravage only got hit once, didn't he? and that was after he attempted to remove the Autobot general's helm form his neck. "Hookshot I believe is also injured but He made it clear he'd be avoiding here." He'd chuff, raising a ridge. before it clicks in what he ment, and he grunts out uncomfortably.

      "I can positively, confirm, that Buzzsaw has some medical knowledge." He'd ridges knit. "came in one time when I was having trouble with an electrical charge... I believe I told you about such?" He'd nod to Dustoff.

      Dustoff will likely find there was some iridescent silvery fluid still running through Goth's system from where some sort of injection projectile had been shot into his pauldron.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmmms and studies things a moment, namely...that stuff. Silvery...odd. He carefully sets some to the side in a sample tray for later study and starts working on buttoning up things. "Right...well, Buzzy's Buzzy an'll do what Buzzy does... Hookshot? I...y'know, if a mech wants t' do whatever they want, who am I t' worry if they fall over mid-fight." He chuckles softly. "At least it doesn't seem t' be too bad in th' way of damage."

**Goth has posed:**
     Whatever it was, it clearly messed with Goth's internal systems. Goth merely nods at Dustoff's words and just.. Relaxes, now that he doesn't have a bullet sitting in his internals. "Indeed, I'm grateful for that as well... After the second shot I was not about to remain in sight for him to put a third." He'd tap at where his cloaking device was located.

      He'd glance to the side, not going to mention the embarrassing fact that Jazz had also gotten to him! nope, nope nope! "...Thank you for the repairs."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is suddenly quiet as he's fascinated with whatever's in the tray. Shiny things and rotaries. His rotors spin as he lets the two talk.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff glances over at Vortex, because...honestly, a quiet Vortex is worth worrying over. He blinks once... twice...and then puts a lid on the tray holding the odd silvery liquid and goes back to work. "Mph...I don't blame ya... I wouldn't stick around t' get shot if I had a choice, either... but, eh, easily fixed." He nods a bit.

**Goth has posed:**
     A quite vortex indeed means trouble! Goth also knew this, and at least the bullet shards where not something to be too worried about. "Agreed." once given the okay he'd sit up and look at the repairs, and once more, lean over to smooch the medic, letting out a chuff.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff nods, grinning a bit and stepping away from the medberth to lock up the sample taken of that odd fluid, making sure it's well away from any...curiously prying optics or fingers. "Hmph, right..."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex reaches over for one of the bullet shards once everyone is distracted, giving a giggle. Oh dear, he is up to something.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth quirked an optic ridge at Vortex once Dustoff moved away to lock the sample up, and tilted his helm. "What are you doing?" He'd ask in a somewhat flat tone, it was hard for him to be in a bad mood, or really transition back into his normally stoic appearance, when he's had Dustoff near.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grunts. "If he's smart... grind it all up into some kinda micropowder or microshards an' inject it into some Autobot's energon system to cycle through their primary pump..." He chuckles softly. "Let 'em get tore up 'till they break." He winks and settles on the edge of Goth's medberth once everything's put away.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex startles and backs away as Dustoff puts away the samples. "Nothing! I'm not doing nothing!" he says, heading over to the sharps bin.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuckles. "Oh that would be effective, wouldn't it?" He'd reach around and reactive his pain receptors, being reminded of how sore he had been quickly, and just vents a huff, he'd drape himself over Dustoff's lap and closed his optics. "Vortex I'd not injure yourself right now." He'd say knowing where the darn rotary was off too.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs. "And why not? It's always a good day to feel a little pain.' He says, like that's a good thing.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmph. "Course it'd be effective... when do I ever ponder how to torment someone and it not be an effective way, eh?" He chuckles softly and stretches a bit, resting back and getting his drink in one hand while his other just casually pets the Goth between the ears. "An'...don't, 'cause I don't want to have to worry 'bout fixing anything... go...hurt yourself punchin' an Autobot. That'd be more worthwhile."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth opens an optic and glances over to Vortex. "Because I have pinned Dustoff and he cannot repair you if something happens." He'd chuff, and chuckle as Dustoff also gives an answer... Goth just happily relaxes for the first time in a while there with Dustoff, letting out a low purr of contentment.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grunts softly. Goth's excuse is as good as any, and he leaves it at that as he rests back, sipping his drink and glancing about a bit. "Right...well, if there's no one else here that needs patched up...eh, guess that's that, then. Good job everyone."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuckles. "Indeed... This is... a good moment to relax." He'd vent as he relaxed, closing his optics. "Hmph, so did you just wake up?" He'd question as he glanced up at Dustoff partly.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff mmmhms. "Somethin' like that, yeah... it'll pass." He chuckles softly and takes another drink. "We'll see."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth quirks a ridge at that. "Ah? Make it sound as if you've caught something, are you alright?" one of his ears would twitch upward as she looked up at Dustoff.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff nahs. "Just a long evening, and a long day, and got proper rest a bit later than normal. It happens." He sets his empty drink off to the side and stretches a bit. "It happens indeed... a good reset'll get it all taken care of."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex finally pulls his optics away from the sharps bin. "Fiiine. I'll wait." he says, flopping into a chair. "I can control myself you know."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Quite aware Vortex, why I said something." He'd call, while keeping his attention on Dustoff and hemmed. "Well if that is all that is needed can easily rest in my lab if necessary, behind a locked door where you'll not be bothered." He'd chuckle, before sighing. "Do mention if something is off, yes? Would hate to find you've fallen ill and i'd not noticed."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff grins some. "Naw, I ain't ill..." He gives a soft chuckle and rests back. "Just need t' get on a proper schedule again 's all."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth nods and rests his helm there against Dustoff and relaxes, yawning some. "well, suppose that could be done with quickly.." He'd chuckle softly.