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𝘍𝘐𝘙𝘚𝘛 𝘈𝘐𝘋. ⚕
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that’s good. they should be throughly treated and kept through the night.

{ that eases him, at the very least. now, for the finishing touch, wrapping the bandages around the wrecker. }

let me know if this is too tight.
December 1, 2025 at 11:47 PM
no, all seems to be normal. i was expecting a little more leakage, if i’m honest.

{ he lets the disinfectant sit for a moment, moving onto the next step of applying the ointment once it sinks in. this should feel a little better, springer! }

was anyone else injured like this?
December 1, 2025 at 11:38 PM
that’s right. it also could feel tight because the spots of dried energon… it’s okay, i’ll disinfect the wounds again. just to be safe.

{ setting aside the crumpled up bandages, he’s grabbing ahold of a cloth to dampen with the liquid to begin cleaning the open gashes, dabbing them very lightly! }
December 1, 2025 at 11:29 PM
thank you.

{ leaning in to smooch his cheek before proceeding with unwrapping his bandages first. they’re a little soaked with energon, but the wounds are doing better! }

hmm… you don’t feel any extra pain today, do you? it looks better than yesterday, that’s for sure.
December 1, 2025 at 11:11 PM
okay. you probably need more ointment, so, fresh bandages will be good for that.

{ murmured while drying off his palms, quickly swiping up the needed items before sauntering over to springer. readyyy! }
December 1, 2025 at 11:01 PM
at least you’re honest. would you like new bandages? give me a minute to wash my servos first.
December 1, 2025 at 10:53 PM
{ he has a feeling that springer is misbehaving! peeking out of the washroom… }

springer. are you messing with your bandages?
December 1, 2025 at 10:48 PM
{ yaaawwwnn… slow day. he wonders what springer is up to right about now… }
November 21, 2025 at 6:40 PM
sounds as though i got my work cut out for me.

{ he kindly replies, setting up the datapad by the examination table to properly record any important data. }

let’s start with the basics. any pain or slight difficulty moving your frame?
November 9, 2025 at 6:24 PM
{ come along, dinosaur. the halls can fit the larger mecha, just be careful not to slap anything with your tail. moseying through to open up the larger door to examination room, allowing torrent to enter in first. it’s HUGE! }

take a seat— this should be a little more comfortable for you.
November 9, 2025 at 6:03 PM
the bot…? oh! yes, he had a slight concussion, and low energy levels. that’s why he was passed out. you did him a big favor by bringing him here, torrent.

ready for your appointment, then?
November 9, 2025 at 5:50 PM
{ in comes the medic, already checking his datapad once he walks in through the doors. early is never a bad thing! }

torrent? good morning— it’s been a little while since you came in.
November 9, 2025 at 5:31 PM
{ time for work, medic. he’s exiting the washroom while simultaneously shifting on his medical mask, ready to start the day by heading off to work. he’ll see you later, springer. the patients await. * 🫩 }
November 9, 2025 at 4:52 PM
{ ideally, yes. first aid would let just about anything happen if it meant this could continue further, slipping his servos upwards to reside along his shoulders. purrrrrr. settle down a little, medic… }
November 8, 2025 at 4:55 AM
don’t be silly. i always miss you when i’m away at work…

{ springer and his JOKES. the medic hums before leaning in for a proper moment of contact, certainly not stopping anytime soon. come closer, wrecker. * ❤️ }
November 8, 2025 at 4:45 AM
{ that’s more like it. his hands are a little more timid with their movement along springer’s frame, but he’s very much reciprocating the affection. nibble. }

that’s good to hear… missed you a lot today.
November 8, 2025 at 4:35 AM
it wasn’t too busy for a friday… should consider myself lucky.

{ already trying to pull him in for a kiss— the medic is a little needy right now! }

how was your day…?
November 8, 2025 at 4:25 AM
{ YEEESSSUUH!! that gives him a little pep in his step, traveling closer to springer before plopping down beside him. }

mmm. good evening… when did you get home?
November 8, 2025 at 4:18 AM
{ home sweet home, and even remembering to lock the door behind him. * 😮‍💨 }
November 8, 2025 at 4:12 AM
{ these early shifts at the clinic are NOT for the weak. all he’s thinking about is springer in the moments he has to himself. good grief. }
November 5, 2025 at 3:16 PM
heh, sounds good to me… it’d be nice to spend some time together, don’t you think?

{ whether or not the medic has planned this far is uncertain, but he’s continuing to caress the length of his arm. very nice… }
November 2, 2025 at 4:37 PM
what? i just don’t want to burn my glossa is all…

{ yeah, he really shouldn’t be talking. plain coffee sounds like a crime. moving to slide off the bed, his hand gently caressing along springer’s arm. }

it looks like we both have today off then, huh?
November 2, 2025 at 4:27 PM
not too long, maybe half an hour. but i thought coffee would be nice— mine is cooling in the kitchen.

{ does he KNOW iced coffee exists? it’s right up his alley, with how much sugar he likes. }
November 2, 2025 at 4:12 PM
{ pursing his lips with the series of noises before him… relax, first aid. }

hm? no— it’s not even noon yet. you’re awake just in time for the morning. you can go back to sleep if you want.
November 2, 2025 at 3:53 PM
yes, you look ready for battle. i brought you some coffee…

{ he softly retorts while setting the steaming mug by his bedside, hoping the aroma will help entice him. }

i almost didn’t want to wake you, you looked so peaceful.
November 2, 2025 at 3:40 PM