1090/Praxus Repairs

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was waiting on standby in the medbay, in his root mode as perusal after these fights, he had his arms and wing platting crossed as he waited in his seat, letting out a huff... Part of him couldn't help but wonder what Brawl meant by 'tune-up' over the commlink, but he felt he was likely going to find out once the big green brute got his aft in there.

**Brawl has posed:**
For once the tankmech does not make his usual loud entrance. Brawl slowly makes his way in his armored dinged and possibly singed by whatever drones use. Besides really low energon levels the biggest thing to notice are the fangmarks on where the backside of his tank mode would be, "Gonna rip dat ener-suckin' thin' a new exhaust port den feed its own t-cog to it since it wants ta eat one so badly."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Tune up indeed... that had Dustoff just as curious, and the CMO is there waiting in the medbay right alongside Goth, arms crossed, just sort of...waiting. "Y' know...they sure take their sweet time gettin' back here, don't they... ya think they'd get a shuttle or somethin' t' move 'em along." He chuckles softly and glances at the door as Brawl does indeed venture in. "Hrm...guessin' ya didn't taste too good, eh?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex enters the medbay to see who is here. He hovers by Brawl. "Brawl, you allright? Some bo try to take a bite outta ya?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would look over to Dustoff with a flick of his ear and nodded. "You would think, normally I'd think they'd deploy medevacs for the injured, but I know quiet well how some are far to stubborn and rather drive back." He'd state with a spin of his wrist and a finger pointed at, well, nothing.

      He'd then looked over as Brawl finally stumbled in. "...Well don't you look lovely." He'd lie with a smile, the fang marks were definitely something of a brow quirk, but who was he to judge? He was known for doing the exact same thing. He'd push himself up and motion Brawl over to one of the larger medical slabs.

      "Hello Vortex." Goth would state with a nod to the teal and pink rotary.

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl vents as a reply to Dustoff and Goth before making his way over to lay on one the slab, "Ugly thin' no idea if has a name. But it ain't no terrorcon." He gives his best description of Grotusque in both modes.

**Dustoff has posed:**
"Something ugly. Got it. I'll be sure to keep an eye out..." He takes a moment to look the bite over. "Let me get th' disinfectant kit, too..." He chuckles softly before moving to start getting supplies to effectively clean out the bite. "It'd be a shame if somethin' fell off."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tilts his head "Sounds just plain cute. I can't wait to pinch its cheeks with my rockets." He chuckles. "Goooth. Is it safe now?"

**Goth has posed:**
     "Eeew." Goth would quip at Dustoff with a chuckle, before raising a ridge at Vortex as he got Brawl prepped for Dustoff to do work. "Safe for what?" He'd question, looking over the big brute as he got an energon drip set up for Brawl.

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl grumbles, "Prob try to eat yer launchers with how dey talked about wantin' to eat my t-cog." His optics narrow as he looks to the medicons but holds back as the two are fixing him up. Besides he's still low on energy.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms. "Well, should be fine..." He moves back over to Brawl and looks over the 'injury' and sets to work, getting things cleaned up, straightened out, and otherwise ready for some replacement plating. "Well, if I'm bein' honest... I've seen worse. Prolly all noise an' not really th' most...capable fighters."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pauses. "You know. The thing you don't let me do before.." he says to Goth. He then looks to Brawl "Ew they tried to take your T-Cog? Why's that?" he moves closer, protective of his fellow Combaticon but doenst get in the way of the medics.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would stare at Vortex a moment as he dug through his memory to recall what Vortex ment, only to blink and just gesture to Brawl, and then to /Dustoff/ with a bit more vigure, as to explain his answer. "As Dustoff said, all bark and no bite as they say where I come from." He'd add on, before raising a ridge and pointing out cracks in Brawl's armor to Dustoff.

**Brawl has posed:**
"Dey didn't get da chance as dey also went afta one eye. Aside da bite dey just shot somethin' dat took some of my energon," Brawl says to Vortex. He looks to Goth saying, " Yeah all bite, still wanna rip out da pests fangs." He still doesn't mention the lucky shot by the other bot that cracked his armor.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff mmmhms. He's listening, really. Even as he focuses on his work getting Brawl's armor patched up... "Didn't seem to get too deep... mostly superficial. Even if he did nick an energon line. I'd call it a fluke..."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tilts his head "So does..silence mean consent?" he asks. "Nothin wrong with fangs. On our guys."

**Goth has posed:**
     "No vortex." He'd state dryly. "I'm working at the moment, you can you at least wait that long?" He'd chuff before looking back to Brawl. "So they have their own version of me now? looovely." He'd state in a sarcastic tone, rolling his optics in annoyance at the mere thought of another like him being around, on the Autobots side no less!

      He'd look over the cracked armor in thought. "Did he also do this too your armor?" He'd ask as he pointed to one of the cracks before Dustoff covers it.

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl looks down at the crack Goth points at before saying, "No it was dat little femme medic. Got a lucky shot off with some new weapon never saw before. Barely tickled, so didn't really notice da cracks."

**Dustoff has posed:**
"I highly doubt th' bots could ever get someone like you, Goth..." He grins slightly, but doesn't look up from his work as he focuses on patching up the minor damage done to Brawl's systems. Then it's just a matter of slapping on some new plate and shaking out his hand lightly. "Hmph...well, that was easy... seems like Praxus was a resounding victory."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs in a long vent. "Fiine. But only because you're working on my friend." he leans in "Can I help?" he asks.

**Goth has posed:**
     "Thank you Vortex." Goth would vent, grateful at least having that long to finish helping Dustoff with work... Speaking Over he'd bring a few items over that his partner would need and Goth smiled at Dustoff's reply, it did take some of the edge off his annoyance at the thought. "Oh? and why do you think that Dustoff?" He'd ask, knowing full well the bait he maybe taking here with a slight grin and purr.

      He'd glance once more to Brawl in thought. "Little one?...Hrm, noted." He'd state cryptically.

**Brawl has posed:**
"Ya can get me a bottle of nightmare fuel! Still need ta toast the win even if Shox won't.", Brawl grumbles as he looks to Vortex, "Some crunchies or plutonium pepporoni as well." He glances over Dustoff's work saying, "Well whaddya expect, dey barely touched me and da walls came tumblin' down."

 Nodding to Goth he adds, "Yeah da one hit hard at Tyger before bein' forced out. Seems like she had new gear otherwise prob would have used the gun there."

**Dustoff has posed:**
"Because I'm here an' I ain't there...that's how I know." He takes a look over his own work before stepping back and cleaning himself up, a quick look given to Vortex. "Best way to help is prolly bring a good drink." He chuckles softly. "Wager Brawl could use somethin'..."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex puts a hand to his chest. "What makes you think I am always carrying around nightmare fuel and crunch.." he digs in subspace, bringing out a bag of cobalt crunchies and a bottle of nightmare fuel. "Here you go." He hands both to Brawl.

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl gladly accepts both, popping the top of the bottle and taking a long swig, "Ah, just what I needed Tex." He munches a few of the crunchies ignoring any that fall to the ground.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth snorts and is unable to stop himself from chuckling at the remark, that was very true, Dustoff was not over there, and over here with him! Once he was sure Dustoff was clear of work he'd plant a kiss on his face plate before going and cleaning his own hands of Brawl. "Very true, and needless to say I /doubt/ any autobot would e capable of measuring up to your charm~" He'd purr at Dustoff.

      He'd then quirk a ridge at Vortex, and just pointed as if what Vortex just brought out explained everything.

**Dustoff has posed:**
"If an Autobot's got half th' charm I've got, Cybertron's doomed t' misery..." He stretches a bit and settles himself at his desk, a look given to Tex as...well, drinks and snacks are produced. It's sort of a 'don't deny it if ya keep doin' it' sort of look... But, right, everyone's fixed up (at least physically, mentally? No luck there) and the medic just settles himself back to pour himself a drink of his own.

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl shrugs as another pair shows affection but says nothing on it. Instead he gets up saying, "Well whatever. Since yer done, either gonna finish recharge elsewhere or continue celebratin'." Looking to Tex he adds, "Thanks for da good stuff, Tex."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth chuckles and shakes his head, well he's done helping with Brawl so, he lets out a long drawn out sigh, knowing what is coming next from Vortex, best to get it over with. "Alright Brawl." He'd eye the mess on the floor and huff out in irritation.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Anytime. Combaticons for life." he seems focused on Brawl and then suddenly distracted by his own rotors. "Rotor rotor rotor." he spins the rotors.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth raised a ridge at Vortex as he moved to Dustoff's side. "....You are in a mood, aren't you?" He'd ask watching Vortex, it was strangely hypnotic.

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff just...ignores the spinning. As long as nothing gets knocked down or broken...it's fine. He sips at his drink and thinks a moment before pushing off the desk and checking on a few bins of various spare parts. Just a sanity check, it seems.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tilts his head. "Mood?" He asks, his rotors stopping for a moment. "Why ya think that?" he asks. "Im always in /a/ mood. What kind you think Im in?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would shake his helm and look back to Dustoff, before he'd transform back into his bat mode. "Much better.. and various, just depends on the day, more.. Touchy in some, then others." he'd state with a flick of his hand, before looking to Dustoff. "Need a hand?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "Yep, ya never know what you're gonna get. Im a little needy but not as bad as yesterday. Im just kinda bored today." he says. "Can I help you guys?" for Vortex, he seems somewhat stable. "And you two are adorable you know that?"

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff hmms? "Oh, naw... jus' countin'. For my own sanity... hate t' run outta anythin' important when we need it most..." He frowns at one of the bins, then just shrugs and marks something down in his datapad.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth tilts his head at Dustoff, deciding to ask something over the Radio before giving Vortex a side optic. He looked ready to say something only for nothing to come out, and he looks, well, confused on what to say. "..I am, unsure how to respond to that?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex stands and loooks like hes ready to flit off. "You guys want me to go I'll go."

**Dustoff has posed:**
Dustoff blinks. "Naw, yer fine, 'Tex... I'm jus'...preoccupied is all." He grins. "Prolly gonna kick back an' try t' jus'...recharge here soon m'self."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth took a moment to relax himself, before giving Vortex a wave. "Mmm quite fine Vortex,and.. Yes it's been a long day, some rest does sound nice." He'd agree, something still wasn't sitting well with him but he'd push it aside for now and huffed with a smile.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex stretches and pulls his rotors back, givig a big, high pitched yawn. "Yeah it is close to sleep time." He looks around for someplace to curl up. He just sleeps wherever when hes tired like the hedonist he is.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth quirks a brow at Vortex. "What are you looking for?" He'd ask as he stepped over to the rotary to ensure he wasn't about to get into something he shouldn't.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex shrugs "I dont know. Nothin in particular." he curls up in a out of the way corner, and tucks his rotors down. "There we go. A good nest." Oh right there.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth slowly raised a ridge at Vortex. "...Why not just use one of the medical berths?" Then again that would require Vortex being /normal/... Which he wasn't, then again Goth really couldn't argue a comfortable pillow nest... He really needed to go and get those form the ship now that he knew no one was going to wreck them.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pauses. "Because. Im not injured...and I'd be in the way of people that aren't.." he doesnt have pillows or anyhting. "You wanna join me? You jealous of my nest?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would give vortex a half-lidded look and placed his hands on his hips, before raising one hand to point at Vortex. "First of all, no, second of all, that is /not/ how you make a nest, third of all I have Dustoff to--" Aaand he stops himself there, his face plate lighting up a slight energon pink before looking down at Vortex with a squint.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex tilt shis head. "Yes? Do go on? Will you demonstrate for me?" he says with a playful flicker of his optics.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth held up two fingers. "No.. no.." He'd turn around. "No, In fact, I think I'm going to go and cuddle up with Dustoff." He said it, and even turns around and starts walking. "Before your strange attempt at touching my fur succeeds."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pauses. "Oh I completely forgot!" He reaches out. "Tooouch." he says, reaching out his hands. He then pulls them back and flops onto his chest, giggling.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth doesn't get far before he feels Vortex's hands on his lower leg and just looks down, /staring/ at the crazy aft Rotary... and yes Vortex, Goth's faux fur is as soft as it looks... Like a kitten.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex pulls his hand away real quick as soon as he touches the leg. "No. No you have to want it. Begone!" he motions his hand and turns away.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth squints, and hurries off to catch up with Dustoff before anything more weird happens.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex stays right where he is content by hiself, tucked under his rotors.