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8:38am May 15 2014
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((Just a note, I won't be able to post today, I have things all day. :c))
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4:03pm May 15 2014
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A dangerous growl rose in the halftrack's vocalizer as the former Autobot taunted him. Normally he was a fairly easygoing mech, and was difficult to agitate. However, if one was to manage to do so, they might just end up being blasted through a rock wall. This was quickly turning into one of those situations. Not only was the gun-for-hire taunting him rather rudely, he was also still standing on Code Blue, and had increased the little medic's pain tremendously.
That, and this was his ship. He wasn't about to be bested by some former Autobot with a mouth bigger than his frame. If it was called for, he'd go so far as to lock the bot in the brig until further notice... if the ship even still had one. He took a deep vent, attempting to calm his fraying nerves so he didn't end up punching Spinbreak in the face. "AH did nothin'. All o' us were in stasis pods. Th' ship wuz prograhmed ta keep out o' trouble while it transp'rted us. Ah may be th' captain, but ah didn't crash us inta an ast'roid."
He remained in his place, right in front of the smaller bot, glaring down at him. The former enforcer had learned quickly not to underestimate an opponent based on size, though most bots who talked smack like that usually did because they couldn't fight. Spinbreak though, seemed different than most.
Oh, he heard the beast-bot calling out from the entrance. He just wasn't about to leave when this bot needed dealing with.
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Code Blue, for his part, had stopped struggling and grunting and had since fallen perfectly still. He knew that murderous look on Sentry's face, and feared for the one who was currently standing in between his doorwings. Of course, he also noticed the captain's attempt to calm himself, but still... he was tall, muscular and equipped with canons, as well as having a military based alt. mode. Made for a formidable opponent when the situation called for it.
He noticed a voice calling from the end of the hallway and narrowed his amber optics in an attempt to see who it was. He recognized the accent of the panther instantaneously though, and ceased his attempts to see him, now knowing who it was.
The medic whimpered softly, squirming around a little in another attempt to get the bot off his back. It was clear something was going to happen, and he didn't want to be near if that something ended up being a brawl.
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4:13pm May 15 2014
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Lighthammer stepped into the ship and followed the sounds of Code Blue's whimpers; he saw a bigger Autobot standing on top of Clode Blue. He growled and said "Hey the Praxian your standing on is already wounded so either back off or you are going to find my claws tearing gouges in your plating" Lighthammer's growling and anger caused his accent to become stronger. Sabertooth sent soothing feelings down their bond trying to get Lighthammer to calm down. |
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7:54pm May 15 2014
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As Spinbreak stared back at Sentry, he heard a growl from the larger robots vocal unit. He knew the larger robot was angry now from that. Which meant it was the perfect time to change track. Especially since there was a third robot nearby, also threatening him.
“If the kitten would put away the claws, then I will climb off the little Praxian. And…Yeah I guessed he was injured when he screamed like a sparkling.”
After a few moments to consider his situation by looking at the livid faces, he suddenly jumps off to the right of the smaller robot and leans a little to look at his face, taking his eyes off Sentry finally.
“But… Uh... I’m sorry… Maybe try not to stop by leaning on your kibble next time?” Spinbreak added, offering a hand to the other robot as a gesture of peace and apology...
There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.
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8:52pm May 15 2014 (last edited on 11:20am May 17 2014)
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Sentry looked over at the panther and then back at Spinbreak, growl quieting at the mech's promise to leave the medic. That was what he'd wanted in the first place. Sometimes, especially when one such as Spinbreak was to harm Code Blue or any of his crew for that matter in any way, he could get overprotective and aggressive. Especially if that bot was taunting and jeering at him while hurting a crewmate. Though he wasn't okay with allowing the former Autobot to get away with speaking to his own captain that way. He may be young, but he was in charge, and would reinforce that when needed. "'f ah recall, ya're th' one who got meh to take mah 'claws' out. 'm not lookin' fer a fight, but hurt tha medic again and yer gonna get one."
The hostility between the two want really necessary, but Spinbreak had been the one to act out first. Sentry was pleased currently, feeling as though he'd reinforced his own authority calmly and effectively. He watched closely as the former Autobot left his place on top of the poor Praxian, making sure he didn't pull anything funny. When the apology was given, he supposed he might owe a bit of an apology as well. "Ah don' want any quarr'l with ya, mech. Jus' don like havin' mah crewmates abused."
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Code Blue sighed in relief as the bot got off, and the pressure on his back was lifted. He was glad no one had been hurt in this encounter other than himself; meant less injury for him to worry about. Plus, Sentry wouldn't have been able to fight with that dislocated shoulder of his. "T-thank you."" Pain was still written on his face, but so was a look of gratitude.
The medic shifted to sit up, so he could accept the other's assistance at standing, wincing as the sensitive wing moved around. A white hand met the other bot's and his legs worked to push the Praxian up as his helper pulled. Swaying a little to regain the balance lost from the amount of damage done to only one doorwing, he smiled. "'s okay, it was already busted. Wouldn't have hurt as much if it'd been repaired by now."
That... was his own fault. He wouldn't let the beast bot medic touch his wing. He actually began to consider the idea of doing so after this painful encounter.
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9:01pm May 15 2014
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"My mate wont hurt you; I should know before leaving Cybertron I had damaged my doorwing. She was trained by Ratchet so she knows what she is doing; doesn't even leave a scar" Lighthammer said since he was calm now; he could feel Sabertooth's pride at being praised by her mate. "Oh and we have Tailwind outside Sentry" he added |
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1:05pm May 16 2014
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((Waiting until someone interacts with Tail directly 83))
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1:10pm May 16 2014
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As Spinbreak helped the medic to his feet, he listened to Sentry’s warning about harming him, and let out a breath. After the medic is righted finally, he smiles, and looks over his shoulder at Sentry as he clears his hands of particles.
“I wasn’t meaning to hurt him. I would have hopped off straight away. Just you got a bit ancy. Maybe when you think you can handle me, we can try a sparring match. Weapons minimal power, and first to 5 hits.” he offers, as a mild challenge to Sentry. “Though not until you can use that busted arm, so you aren’t outmatched too much.”
There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.
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2:01pm May 16 2014
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((Alerting everyone:
I've drawn Tailwind in his normal form for once. |D One is his lightless version, the other is with his turquoise on. I've updated it to his bio. Of course, still subject to change xD)) |
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11:24am May 17 2014 (last edited on 11:25am May 17 2014)
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((AGSHJDK RAVEN. HE'S ADORABLE. ;O; Is he a predacon then? Because bird wings? Or bird wing jet like the thing I drew?))
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12:08pm May 17 2014
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Code Blue looked over at Sentry and gave a small smile. It was kind of the former enforcer to look out for him like that, but there wasn't a need to do so all the time. Spinbreak hadn't meant to hurt him, and even if he had, Catalyst was ready and willing to protect him. "T-thank you." He smiled appreciatively at the former Autobot as he swayed a little, unbalanced by the one damaged doorwing. To prevent himself from falling, he leaned against the wall beside him. The medic looked over at Lighthammer, who was attempting to reassure him about his mate. Code Blue appreciated the effort, really, but it wasn't helping. Although he had since calmed down from his fit, the subject of repairs still made him nervous. He shrunk back, pinning himself to the wall behind him and wincing at the pressure on his damaged wing.
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Sentry noticed the smile, and gave an awkward grin in return. He was aware that he'd gotten a little out of hand; he usually did when someone was hurt or in danger and he couldn't do much about it. Still, he did feel embarrassed about his hostility towards the former Autobot. His authority did need to be enforced, but he didn't need to threaten the mech.
He laughed a bit. "Yeah, ah s'pose ah got a bit outta hand thar. Sarry 'bout that." The halftrack perked when a sparring match was suggested. "Yer on," he gave a challenging smile back. "Ha! Ah could fight now-" The medic who had pinned himself to the wall in fear narrowed his optics at him in a bit of a glare. "Er... maybe it's a bett'r idea ta get mah arm fixed first, yeah." He scratched the back of his helm awkwardly with his good arm.
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12:55pm May 17 2014
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Lighthammer sighed and gently asked "Who's going to fix your doorwing if my mate doesn't? It will get infected and trust me I have had that happen and it is not a good experience" As he walked back out to where his mate was. Sabertooth looked up and smiled then looked back down and said "Tailwind wakey wakey" While gently wiping the dirt and dust off the Vosian |
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11:00pm May 17 2014
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As Sentry accepted then declined Spinbreaks offer of a sparring match then and there, the smaller robot perked then drooped in quick succession, as he needed to air his servo units out after being in Stasis. After a few seconds, he listened quietly to the other one that threatened him, before giving a slight smile.
“Lets find somewhere less cramped, where your mate can heal the medic properly. And if the medic won’t let himself be healed… I can always distract him by letting him stand on my back.” he adds, widening his smile and elbowing the medic playfully in the good arm...
There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.
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10:53am May 18 2014
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Code Blue was aware of the danger of infection he faced. Being a medic himself meant he was more than aware of risks of injury and infection. It also meant he knew exactly what other medics knew; they, like him, possessed intricate knowledge of Cybertronian anatomy, which was a very dangerous thing if he didn't trust them.
His anxiety glitch was something he'd been sparked with, but his anxiety around other medics was not unreasonable. While he was still studying under his mentor, his fellow apprentice and, as he'd thought, friend, had been using his knowledge to harm their patients when no one was looking. He did this to sell their parts to a shoddy parts dealer. But one day, the Praxian heard what sounded like screaming coming from inside a storage closet in the hallway. He opened the door and saw his fellow apprentice butchering one of their patients for parts. Needless to say, his 'friend' attacked him and sliced him apart as well. Thank Primus their mentor heard the struggle in the hallway, or Code Blue would have leaked to death and his fellow apprentice would have gotten away with his doorwings.
That was also a thing too. It would have been a lot easier for Code Blue to let Sabertooth repair him if the damage was not on his doorwing. They were hyper-sensitized panels attached to a Praxian frame's back at the shoulder blades, which served a purpose similar to that of RADAR. Their field of view was increased tenfold by those wings; it was like having optics on the backs of their helms. He'd almost lost his once, and wasn't going to risk it again.
The medic was startled from his thoughts by the former Autobot's playfully elbowing him in the arm. He jumped, feet still planted on the ground but body going momentarily rigid until he realized it was okay, and he calmed down. He gave a nervous laugh in response to the joke, but stayed in place pinned to the wall.
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"Er..." Sentry wasn't sure how to respond. He didn't want Code Blue to suffer his damaged doorwing any longer, but... that fear that kept coming and going in his optics... that was what got him. He was fine, and had just started speaking again, and at the mention of repairs he closed right up again.
Of course, Sentry knew why his anxiety was so heightened around other medics. The Praxian had told him about what had happened with his friend while they were still training together. The halftrack had tried to explain that there was nothing for him to be afraid of; that medic was detained and could never hurt him again. Still, his friend had found reason to fear the hands of other medics from that traumatic event.
Hatred and disgust for that medic's behavior filled his spark and swirled like a dark, shadowy cyclone. Not only had he severely traumatized Cody, but he'd also killed his own patients in order to sell their parts. How he wasn't caught earlier was beyond the former enforcer.
"'bout that..." He tried to explain without disclosing any details Code Blue wouldn't want them to know. "'e's had a real bad exper'ence with anoth'r medic b'fore. Doesn't trust oth'rs now. Gettin' 'im ta sit still likely won't happ'n."
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12:02pm May 18 2014 (last edited on 6:23pm May 19 2014)
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Lighthammer looked back with a sad look in his optics the nubs on his back aching well they were always aching and he felt blind without his doorwings; he was hoping to possibly become friends with Code Blue.
Sabertooth kept trying to wake Tailwind; while also trying to comfort Lighthammer through the bond to take his processor of the loss of his doorwings
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1:30pm May 21 2014 (last edited on 1:31pm May 21 2014)
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((Can I post yet or not?))
<<I hope so, I'm getting bored waitin'. Who is being rusty?>>
((Its Dark. Th- Gaaaaah!))
<<What?>>
((DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT SPIN!))
<<Scare you? You are small and fleshy. And in control.>>
((And don't you forget it!))
<<Just let me out before I break something.>>
((Something Else. Get it right...))
There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.
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3:47pm May 21 2014 (last edited on 10:42pm May 21 2014)
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((I wasn't back yet '^^ Came around this morning, and had to go to school. :c
And yes, I'm posting. Geez guys |D))
Ping!
Tailwind winced, the ping this time was insistently loud. For some reason, Tailwind had a feeling it wanted him up permanently this time, and wasn't going to remind him again.
He groaned and sat up, blinking his optics a couple times to properly reboot them, chasing away the dark spots dancing across his vision. His processor throbbed, and Tailwind rubbed his forehelm in an attempt to calm it. He made a horrible mistake, and hissed as a white-hot pain shot through him. Tailwind had probably just opened up the gash on his forehelm again, and it just aided the rest of his soreness. Tailwind concluded it was probably a good idea to try and get back to the ship right now, before realizing that he wasn't in the forest anymore.
Tailwind gripped the sides of the cot, and finally took in his surroundings. The rest of the bots were here, and Sabertooth was poised at his side. The other bots seemed deep in some conversation. He shook his head, and then grimaced. Bad idea. It even send a fresh trickle of mech liquid down his visor again, and made his spinning head and his lost sense of balance even worse.
What horrible medics the Delta Explorer had.
Completely ignoring the beast-bot that had been prodding him earlier, Tailwind brushed past Sabertooth, heading towards the nearest spare med kit. Retrieving it, he made his way towards the berths, his body language making it rather clear that he didn't want to be followed. He'd just have to do this himself.
((Yeah, I just realized that no one even bothered to look after Tailwind's injuries. Codey was being busy getting stepped on + ignoring him, and Sabertooth just sat there and tried to wake him up.
Funny, too, since he was obviously being slightly insane mumbling to himself the entire way back. xD))
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3:57pm May 21 2014
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ALSO. General new rule to be added:
Notice about hiatus/not responding. I think, to keep the RP moving, there shall be a limit to how many days you wait to post before we just skip you. That way, if you've been pulled away because of RL matters or something, the RP doesn't die because you can't take your turn. :D
I'll start the count at an easy-to-make five days. If you don't post your reply within a five day mark without any notice of passing, we shall skip you. ^^ This is again, to keep the RP moving and not to offend or hurt anyone.
If you're passing, please don't just wait out the five days. We'd like to know if you're passing sooner so people can reply. (because sometimes we get a bit impatient, right guys? xD) This is only a last case scenario solution. If you're unable to give us any sort of notice, we will just skip you after five days.
Thank you~ ^-^
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4:48pm May 21 2014
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As everyone stood around quiet and nervous, Spinbreak growled and started punching the air with various swings in an ancy fashion, before finally stopping and crossing his arms, having not noticed Code Blue’s face, or Tailwinds movement.
“What are we standing around this fragging hallway for? The medic and Sentry should be in the infirmary getting themselves fixed by the other medic. And I need to spin my wheel and patrol the area before the Solar Cycle goes to darkness here, so we don’t get caught out by indigenous lifeforms, or something more sinister. ‘Cause frankly, I don’t want to get trapped with my grill plate down.”
With his peace said, he pushed past Sentry quickly to head down towards where the others had appeared from, but stopped for a second to talk for a moment before deciding to make his way out.
“If anyone wants to help that is able, come with me now. Otherwise, I will have my comlink set to channel 6. I will be giving progress reports every five Cycles on it.”
There is, I think, humor here which does not translate well from English into sanity.
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7:51pm May 21 2014
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Code Blue jumped (again) and plastered himself closer to the wall, despite how much his wing hurt, when Spinbreak started punching at the air. The pain was starting to really get to him, and he knew he needed to be repaired... but he just couldn't calm down enough to let himself be repaired. The only time he ever felt truly calm since he'd woken had been when Sentry had started rubbing his back. Speaking of...
He squeaked when he felt hands on the sides of his arms, pulling him out of his place against the wall. The medic struggled before realizing it was the captain doing this, and eventually relaxed as he was brought away from the offending slab of metal. Standing now beside Sentry, he decided to continue the unfinished repairs on the halftrack's dislocated arm.
As he worked, he looked back over at the beast bots. Lighthammer was alright; he was quiet and seemed to be kind. The other one though... Code Blue was so nervous of the other medic... That was why he wanted to repair Sentry himself.
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With one arm around the nervous medic's shoulders, he turned to face Spinbreak, who had just gone on some sort of angry tirade. "We're all standin' around cause we're tryin' ta figure out what ta do. Not all o' us used ta be soldiers." His optics narrowed at the former Autobot. He might have military training on his side, but this was Sentry's ship, and if anything this former Autobot did endangered any of the crew, he didn't know whether he'd be able to hold himself back.
"Ah'll keep th' channel op'n the- HNG!" He jumped, startled by a sudden pain in his arm as the Praxian relocated the shoulder joint without warning. Said Praxian stepped beck and muttered a nervous apology, not meaning to hurt the captain so badly. Sentry then promptly swiveled the joint around to fit it in place better and sighed in relief as it clicked into its proper position and began moving smoothly. It still hurt, but the leaking had stopped and he could move it now. Cosmetics could be cared for later. "Th'nks."
"Laghthammer said they've faound Tailwind. Let's go see if he's doin' okay. Maybe we c'n get yer wing fixed while wer th're."
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