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robothell2015-02-17 06:42 pm
quantumechanic) wrote in robothell2015-02-17 06:42 pm
tagging this log constitutes consent to be hugged by a small purple autobot
Who: Nautica and whoever is not going to start shit
Where: the clinic
When: after she gets hurled into a wall (thx tfp megatron) and before she's off the robot drugs
What: drugged-up Nautica is even friendlier than regular Nautica
Warnings: shameless fluff?
A docile patient, particularly in comparison to the other people around here likely to end up in the clinic, Nautica was curled up on her side in a berth, uncomplaining despite the fresh welds spidering silver across her back and impeller housings. The circuit dampers keeping those welds from bothering her might have been slightly miscalibrated--she was a small mech, and didn't have a tolerance built up from a lifetime of hospital stays over the course of an unending war. It was hardly the medics' fault they'd erred on the high side, especially considering the scavenged supplies they had to work with.
It did mean, however, that she was feeling no pain, either literally or in the colloquial sense, and for the moment was quite involved in watching her fingers as she repeatedly flexed them into claws or drummed them somewhat less than rhythmically on the edge of the slab. Hands were so complicated.
Where: the clinic
When: after she gets hurled into a wall (thx tfp megatron) and before she's off the robot drugs
What: drugged-up Nautica is even friendlier than regular Nautica
Warnings: shameless fluff?
A docile patient, particularly in comparison to the other people around here likely to end up in the clinic, Nautica was curled up on her side in a berth, uncomplaining despite the fresh welds spidering silver across her back and impeller housings. The circuit dampers keeping those welds from bothering her might have been slightly miscalibrated--she was a small mech, and didn't have a tolerance built up from a lifetime of hospital stays over the course of an unending war. It was hardly the medics' fault they'd erred on the high side, especially considering the scavenged supplies they had to work with.
It did mean, however, that she was feeling no pain, either literally or in the colloquial sense, and for the moment was quite involved in watching her fingers as she repeatedly flexed them into claws or drummed them somewhat less than rhythmically on the edge of the slab. Hands were so complicated.
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"Glad to hear it," If he had a face, he might frown lightly at her current condition, but alas. "Do you remember what happened?"
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Waaaaaait. Squinting, Nautica reviewed what she'd just said, since something seemed off about it.
...Nope, accurate in all details. Everything was fine.
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And Pipes had hoped they'd be past all the Decepticon/Autobot fighting. Sweet, naive Pipes.
"Megatron visited you after he threw you into the wall?"
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"No, Megatron works here. He's gonna be a doctor." That was a generous assessment of how far the young Megatron would get in medic training, but Nautica was nothing if not an optimist.
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"Well, it's better than trying to kill everyone, I suppose..."
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"He only wants to kill Sentinel, mostly." She didn't exactly approve, but Sentinel was pretty unpleasant. Plus there was that whole pre-war crushingly unjust social order he'd been at the top of.
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"I thought he already did..." Isn't that the guy who was before Zeta and super duper dead???
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"Oh, gosh!" she said suddenly as something occurred to her. "I have to give him his gun back."
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Guess who hasn't crossed paths with the giant golden shitbrick for wholesome reasons that definitely aren't they're played by the same person.
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That's weird. What a weird guy.
"Well, at least he hasn't come back for it?"
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That came out more primly than usual. While Nautica understood Megatron's motives, she certainly didn't approve of fighting in the streets like Cybertronian football expy hooligans.
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Robot jocks, man.
"Ah..." On the subject of something that ISN'T robo-testosterone, "Do you want any energon or anything?"
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"I want engex."
The list of things Nautica didn't need had that near the top, right under 'rematch with Megatron.'
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"Is that even a good idea in your current state? I mean, I'd happily get some for you but I also don't really want Ratchet to defenestrate me."