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robothell2016-01-06 11:30 pm
triggerhappycopter) wrote in robothell2016-01-06 11:30 pm
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Who: Ratchet and Spinister
Where: Clinic!
When: After Tarn hunts down Brainstorm
What: HELLO FRIEND
Warnings: Personal space invasion
There's a presence in the clinic.
An almost... annoyed feeling presence?
Honestly, it's just Spinister scarfing down a cube of medical grade energon and looking intensely dusty and unhappy about life. He's also somehow managed to cram his stupidly huge self under the equipment cleaning bench.
Don't ask.
Where: Clinic!
When: After Tarn hunts down Brainstorm
What: HELLO FRIEND
Warnings: Personal space invasion
There's a presence in the clinic.
An almost... annoyed feeling presence?
Honestly, it's just Spinister scarfing down a cube of medical grade energon and looking intensely dusty and unhappy about life. He's also somehow managed to cram his stupidly huge self under the equipment cleaning bench.
Don't ask.
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Ratchet stops, considering, then turns to actually look at Spin, hoping it won't scare him off. He leans into his crutches and hums thoughtfully.
"Could be. I can look. What do you need it for?"
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... 'Soon' might be a bit optimistic here. His hands were fine because that was the one thing Spinister always kept obsessively well maintained. Every other joint hammered his processors with pain signals if he so much as twitched though. Ratchet couldn't have scared him off even if the heli had wanted to move.
"I need something to keep the tarp in place around my joints," Spinister says, taking another sip. "Don't worry, it's not helping Tarn. He hates tape residue."