[ A smile tugs at the corner of her dry and cracking lips, 'rough around the edges' was how Optimus cautiously described Prowl and in a way she could see the similarities. In an objective, I'm-not-bitter sort of way. ]
Ratchet isn't most doctors.
[ Arms raised above her head she watches through the bend of her elbow the delicate if a bit nervous touch to Megatron cleaning her wounds. Doing her level best not to jolt against the sudden freeze of the cold cloth or sting of disinfectant. ]
And hey, I get that. Even with ratioism dead and buried the lot of you are pretty reticent to jump ship to another profession even when you really want to. [ During a lull, Verity shrugs. ] I've kept up with the oeuvre of Cybertronian political writers.
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[ A smile tugs at the corner of her dry and cracking lips, 'rough around the edges' was how Optimus cautiously described Prowl and in a way she could see the similarities. In an objective, I'm-not-bitter sort of way. ]
Ratchet isn't most doctors.
[ Arms raised above her head she watches through the bend of her elbow the delicate if a bit nervous touch to Megatron cleaning her wounds. Doing her level best not to jolt against the sudden freeze of the cold cloth or sting of disinfectant. ]
And hey, I get that. Even with ratioism dead and buried the lot of you are pretty reticent to jump ship to another profession even when you really want to. [ During a lull, Verity shrugs. ] I've kept up with the oeuvre of Cybertronian political writers.