( Out and about for a walk in the city. Just for a bit of fresh air. )
( Out and about for a walk in the city. Just for a bit of fresh air. )
( It's not long of a wait before he turns around at some point during training, optics immediately landing on the medic, swords slid back into their sheaths, finial twitching. Stepping closer. ) How long have you been standing there?
he wasn’t in any rush for anything , so the medic remained quiet and continued observing . ]
— he's dancing, in a sense. )
( It's not long of a wait before he turns around at some point during training, optics immediately landing on the medic, swords slid back into their sheaths, finial twitching. Stepping closer. ) How long have you been standing there?
𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘋𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘌,
𝘞𝘌 𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘓𝘠,
𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋.
𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘋𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘌,
𝘞𝘌 𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘓𝘠,
𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋.
( Quick swings of both swords aimed at a training dummy, optics narrowing, focused attentively on it. Practically in his own little world in the middle of training, so @grouchymedic.bsky.social standing there's gone unnoticed. Moving around with some gracefulness in his motions, almost as if —
( Quick swings of both swords aimed at a training dummy, optics narrowing, focused attentively on it. Practically in his own little world in the middle of training, so @grouchymedic.bsky.social standing there's gone unnoticed. Moving around with some gracefulness in his motions, almost as if —
I see. I wish you luck in continuing to adjust to living here. ( Returning the servoshake, before pulling his own back, lowering them to his sides. Helm tilted forward to allow the other a closer look at the injury there. )
I'm sorry about your family's home, but if anything, there's —
Roboto❗, I'm new here but I've been made acquainted with my people.
( Referring to Cybertron, his servo would turn into a some repair tools, chirping.)
I don't know besides the bad people
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— amount have already been patched up or entirely healed, but there was the hole in his helm, currently barely concealed by a patch, would take a while longer to heal. )
I won’t turn your offer down, although I can assure you I’m alright. Thank you, er. . . ? ( Servo now extended out. )
I see. I wish you luck in continuing to adjust to living here. ( Returning the servoshake, before pulling his own back, lowering them to his sides. Helm tilted forward to allow the other a closer look at the injury there. )
I'm sorry about your family's home, but if anything, there's —
( Crawling under the blankets in the hab, helmache. . . )
( Crawling under the blankets in the hab, helmache. . . )
It's fine. Just leave making risky decisions to me for now, okay? Always had a knack for that anyways, honestly.
( Half-joking when he says that, leaning in and pressing himself against Ratchet's frame. Purrrrrr. ) Do you have any work left for the night?
[ his optics trailed off to the side ]
I should’ve sent him on his way without second thought … I’ve been taking a lot of chances lately ..
[ like repairing Sunder after his run in with the wreckers , which he regrets .
surely this could only end horribly as well . ]
( Fingers lightly brushing over Ratchet’s chassis, running up and down. )
I don’t think I need any words to tell you how I feel about you being in the same vicinity as Getaway — should’ve left him with only one arm. ( Slight grumble. )
It's fine. Just leave making risky decisions to me for now, okay? Always had a knack for that anyways, honestly.
( Half-joking when he says that, leaning in and pressing himself against Ratchet's frame. Purrrrrr. ) Do you have any work left for the night?
If I may, I’d like to know anything about those who’ve been bothering them. Any information will do.
( Not only does he think Sinthesis owes him a rematch but sounds like he has another task at servo, should Roboto provide him with additional info on the Horde.
As for Drift’s injuries, a good —
( A helm scratch, followed by him observing the wounds quietly.)
Can I help you with standing up..I don't like seeing people hurt.
( Moving to crouch to stand closer to the minibot’s height. Taking a moment to read Roboto’s aura. . . Friendly and curious, so he won’t pry any longer. )
Yes, one of them. Have they been troubling you?
( Optics briefly hardening at that before regaining all calmness. )
If I may, I’d like to know anything about those who’ve been bothering them. Any information will do.
( Not only does he think Sinthesis owes him a rematch but sounds like he has another task at servo, should Roboto provide him with additional info on the Horde.
As for Drift’s injuries, a good —
( Fingers lightly brushing over Ratchet’s chassis, running up and down. )
I don’t think I need any words to tell you how I feel about you being in the same vicinity as Getaway — should’ve left him with only one arm. ( Slight grumble. )
he came to me to put his arm back on …
I hate to admit it , but I complied .
[ a subtle sigh escaped him .
regret evident in his expression . ]
( Optics landing on the medic, immediate relief, crossing the room to Ratchet’s side. )
Yes, I’m aware. ( Spoken grimly, servo hovering over where his conjunx’s spark chamber would be underneath. )
( Fingers lightly brushing over Ratchet’s chassis, running up and down. )
I don’t think I need any words to tell you how I feel about you being in the same vicinity as Getaway — should’ve left him with only one arm. ( Slight grumble. )
( Moving to crouch to stand closer to the minibot’s height. Taking a moment to read Roboto’s aura. . . Friendly and curious, so he won’t pry any longer. )
Yes, one of them. Have they been troubling you?
( Optics briefly hardening at that before regaining all calmness. )
Is it one of the bad people..with the red bat symbols. .❓
( he's trying to help the other out..despite the obvious height difference.)
( Andddd there goes his balance, barely avoiding falling over. Glancing over at him. Finials twitching.❓ )
Oh, me? I got into a fight recently. It. . . Admittedly didn’t go well but I made it out okay in the end.
( Moving to crouch to stand closer to the minibot’s height. Taking a moment to read Roboto’s aura. . . Friendly and curious, so he won’t pry any longer. )
Yes, one of them. Have they been troubling you?
( Optics briefly hardening at that before regaining all calmness. )
( Optics landing on the medic, immediate relief, crossing the room to Ratchet’s side. )
Yes, I’m aware. ( Spoken grimly, servo hovering over where his conjunx’s spark chamber would be underneath. )
[ ah , even more relief washing over him . ]
Drift , thank Primus you’re here ..
I’m assuming from your urgency through the door you know Getaway is on the Lost Light . . . ?
( Optics landing on the medic, immediate relief, crossing the room to Ratchet’s side. )
Yes, I’m aware. ( Spoken grimly, servo hovering over where his conjunx’s spark chamber would be underneath. )
( No sign of his conjunx in his hab, beeline made for the medbay. Barging in without much warning. ) Ratchet?
( No sign of his conjunx in his hab, beeline made for the medbay. Barging in without much warning. ) Ratchet?
( Slipping down the halls, towards Ratchet’s hab. Gotta protect the growing sparkling from potential stress and harm. 🏃 )
( Slipping down the halls, towards Ratchet’s hab. Gotta protect the growing sparkling from potential stress and harm. 🏃 )
( Hmm. His aura senses tell him there’s a BITCH on the ship rn. )
( Hmm. His aura senses tell him there’s a BITCH on the ship rn. )
( Andddd there goes his balance, barely avoiding falling over. Glancing over at him. Finials twitching.❓ )
Oh, me? I got into a fight recently. It. . . Admittedly didn’t go well but I made it out okay in the end.
( Slightly concerned chirping, slowly coming out of his corner a he looked up at the other.)
You seem...hurt.
( Maintaining his balance, unmoving for the most part. )
( Andddd there goes his balance, barely avoiding falling over. Glancing over at him. Finials twitching.❓ )
Oh, me? I got into a fight recently. It. . . Admittedly didn’t go well but I made it out okay in the end.
( Maintaining his balance, unmoving for the most part. )
( Attempting to stand on just one pede, optics dimmed, mediating. . . )
( Maintaining his balance, unmoving for the most part. )