Nexus. Black Dog, GoBot Ship, and the Safehouse. Rescue

[dens_extra_pups]

Mal: *stops on her trek along the bar to look into lbWakeJumper's drink. Can't dabble in it without wrecking her dress (which is already terribly rumpled, not that she's noticed), so she throws a couple energon pellets into it*

lbWakeJumper: ... *dry amusement* Nice. *goes fishing*

lbEclipse: *gigglefit behind her hand*

Mal: *snerks and continues on her way, then perks as she hears words coming through the crowd toward the bar* Vi's a derpaft! *gone!*

Vi: Sit on it, Mal! *back to harassing Link*

Link: *slight, startled sound as a dark-skinned human girl in a tattered and scorched purple uniform darts around his feet heading for the bar* Hey... *watches her go*

Vi: *blink blink* Bhuh? *distracted from cussing Link out*

girl: *stops down by the feet of lbWakeJumper's stool* Please, can somebody help me? My friends are really sick. They're GoBots.

Blackout's kids: *frowns for the human, wondering what a GoBot is*

Blackout: *too busy staring down a 'Con who had thought it would be funny to say something nasty about her and watching him start to shake to notice the human*

lbWakeJumper: *transfers payment for his and his mate's drinks, gets up* *to the human* Lead the way.

lbEclipse: *getting up and musing about equipment and tools*

girl: *blinks up at that massive, brightly coloured robot* Uh... *looks exhausted and worried sick, but not flustered. The girl is obviously calm and level headed, just pushed to her limits today*

lbWakeJumper: *offering his hand so the girl doesn't have to walk, since he can see how exhausted she looks* Where are your friends at?

girl: *looks at his hand, and then at him* *uncertainly* ...My name's AJ. Do you know Hormah?

lbWakeJumper: *nods* She stops by to chat with one of the neighboring families in my area. My name is WakeJumper.

lbEclipse: I'm Eclipse. Wake's a medic, so he should be able to help repair your friends. *cheery smile*

AJ: But she's not here? I've heard some things about people here...

Requiem: *looks over* Show her your brand, Doc.

lbWakeJumper: *will do so then*

AJ: *obviously recognizes the badge* Okay. Okay... *up onto his hand. And he'll be able to feel her shaking now, though she's trying to keep herself calm*

lbWakeJumper: *soothing sounds as he heads for the door* Everything will be alright.

lbEclipse: *going to get parts! BBS*

AJ: Have you worked on GoBots before? *looking around as she sits in his hand*

lbWakeJumper: No, but I won't let that stop me from trying to help them. *sincere about helping*

AJ: Alright... *deep breath and then bites her lip and points in the direction they should go. Quietly recites coordinates*

lbWakeJumper: Alright. Brace yourself.

AJ: *looks up* What?

lbWakeJumper: I can get us there quicker than walking.

AJ: Oh. Alright. *checks his hand for handholds*

lbWakeJumper: *doesn't have handholds on his hands, but he will carefully cup both hands around you to make sure you won't fall, AJ. Then, he'll use the PINpoint Eclipse helped install to go to the coordinates*

AJ: *quiet meep and puts her hands over her stomach, then groans softly and passes out*

lbWakeJumper: *scans her just to make sure she's alright* *will look around in the meantime*

AJ: *very high on stress and low on sleep and nourishment*

piece of a busted space ship: *looks like the head off a smallish AT-AT. Is burned and badly damaged. There's a dark haired human guy who hasn't shaved in a while looking through the broken view port*

lbWakeJumper: *going to quote 'Lord of the Rings'... even if it's a bit butchered* Ho, the fire... The weary traveller... And I forget the rest, but I come in peace.

guy: *brows up* Who are you? *sounds tired, and shows the same stresses that AJ does*

lbWakeJumper: Autobot Medic WakeJumper.

guy: Autobot... *looks at the bot's hands, trying to see if AJ is there since he doesn't see a cockpit* I'm Matt Hunter. *turns and calls inside* Anya... wait. *looks back* You aren't going to fit in here.

Anya: *is that short-haired brunette who just looked out through the hole in the back of the ship part*

lbWakeJumper: *will gently offer AJ to Matt* Here... I think the trip didn't agree with her...

Matt: *scowls and takes the girl into his arms* She hasn't eaten anything in nearly a week. AJ, can you hear me? AJ!

somebody: *soft moan from inside*

AJ: *frowns and struggles to wake, then looks around blearily*

lbWakeJumper: *attention going to the soft moan, scans*

four mechanical beings: *inside the damaged ship. Three are overheating so badly that their circuits are showing signs of starting to melt. The fourth isn't as sick, but is sporting just as much battle and impact damage as the others*

Matt: Our friends aren't Autobots. But they really need help. We don't have any medical equipment or anything here. *looks over his shoulder as the moan is repeated* Easy, Pathfinder.

lbWakeJumper: *frowns muchly* I need to be able to get to them...

lbEclipse: *arriving a short distance away with parts and fuel*

Matt: *exhausted snark* It's not like I can pick them up and carry them out. We can't even get the doors to open fully.

lbWakeJumper: Do you have human-sized tools?

Matt: *as he tiredly lays AJ down on the floor and then stands with the aid of a seat* We don't really have anything.

Anya: *Russian accent is clear though not heavy* We have a spear. *shows the crude instrument made from a piece of the ship, her eyes rueful and tired*

lbEclipse: I'll be right back. *and then she's gone in a swish and a flash*

lbWakeJumper: Eclipse went to get smaller tools. *and now there's a human-sized verison of himself moving to head for the ship*

Anya: Wha... what is that?

Matt: *rubs his eyes and then holds his head, which is aching from lack of food and caffeine*

lbWakeJumper: It's a hard-light holoform. I'll be able to do repairs with it.

Matt: ...The only part of that I understood was "do repairs".

Anya: *lets hWakeJumper in*

two red bots: *laying on the floor inside, their systems barely making any sound*

white bot: *just as still as the others. Is missing an arm*

grey and silver bot: *laying next to the white bot and using him protectively for a pillow. She's making small gasping sounds and is the one with the lowest fever*

hWakeJumper: *scans a bit more closely to assess who needs immediate attention. Is also relaying the information to lbEclipse, so she can assist when she returns*

white bot: *overheating the worst. Systems are barely showing signs of life*

Matt: *trying to convince AJ to stay down now*

AJ: No. I have to help the GoBots.

hWakeJumper: *will start repairing the white bot then. At the moment, he's not able to do anything about their arm, but it's more important to get their systems cooled*

lbEclipse: *back with tools, will activate her holoform and hurry inside* You know, maybe this'd work better if we were at the safe house next to the Black Dog... That way, the humans could get some food, and still be close by, and we'd have more room to work...

Anya: *turns and looks at them* Safe house?

Matt: *distracted from arguing with AJ to frown at hEclipse*

hEclipse: Yeah. It's next to one of the safest places in the Nexus, and someone usually stops by every few days to make sure there are supplies. Usually Hormah, Fireflight and Moonracer, or Tarantulus and Showtime...

hWakeJumper: *as he works* The safe house itself is one of the safest places in the Nexus too.

AJ: *quietly, as she tiredly rubs her eyes* Hormah's Smallfoot's friend. She says Hormah named one of her daughters after her.

Matt: *surprised as he turns back to the girl* Smallfoot's been here before?

AJ: *nods* I didn't know till I went looking for help, but then I saw the big bright sign she told me and Nick about. Once I found that I knew where to go.

hEclipse: *moving to get started on the next-most severe overheater* Hormah's fun to talk to. ^_^ Lumen's fond of her... Both of them are, in fact. *happily chatting away as she works*

Matt: Is it safe to move them to this safe house? *stands and comes over to look at the burly red bot that hEclipse is working on* *quietly* Hold on, Turbo. You too, Smallfoot and Leader One.

hWakeJumper: It's neutral territory... And it should be safe to move them now. *knows how his mate gets going*

Matt: *nods, then gives a tired and punchy snerk* Don't you need to move Pathfinder before you can repair Leader One?

hWakeJumper: It will be easier to transport everyone if they're touching.

Matt: Okay. You're the guy that knows all this. *turns to go back to AJ and nearly falls over*

lbWakeJumper: *moving to try and get a hand in so he can bring everyone to the safe house* Someone will meet us there. *just called sgShowtime and asked her for assistance*

Anya: *faceplanted*

AJ: *pulling herself determinedly to her feet* Can you pull the doors open? Or use your teleporter to bring them out? *doesn't really understand how the PINpoint works, or that WakeJumper's main body has to be touching things to transport them*

hWakeJumper: The main body has to be touching things to teleport them. Even with a hard-light holoform...

hEclipse: *rambly explanation of that as she works and her main body brings the parts and fuel closer to her mate*

Matt: Wait. Is that a saw? *just saw something on you there, lbWake*

lbWakeJumper: It's part of my medical arsenal. Sometimes, a patient might be stuck behind a barrier.

Matt: Can it cut through... *names alloy* ?

lbWakeJumper: *slight quirk of a grin* It can, but it'll go quicker and leave less mess if I use a different tool. *out comes a cutting laser*

Matt: Why didn't you just do that in the first place?

lbWakeJumper: I wasn't sure what the ship is made of. I'm not familiar with all the metals in the alloy.

lbEclipse: Wake and I aren't very old, so we haven't had a chance to learn as much and get as much data on things other than our specialties as we'd like. Wake knows a lot about medicine and repairs and I know a lot about security and a bit of engineering and some repairs, but there's still a lot we don't know, so every day brings new experiences.

Matt: *frowns* Do you know enough to help these guys?

Nemesis: *pings lbWakeJumper* //Rhinox's ready for your refugee humans, kid.//

lbWakeJumper: //Alright. Incoming shortly.// *calmly, to Matt* I do, and I know enough about taking care of humans to help you and your friends should the need arise.

lbEclipse: *still rambling on in the background, but her earlights are a cheery blue, so don't mind her*

Matt: Alright. If you're sure. *then whirls with dismay as AJ makes a small sound and hits the floor again* AJ? AJ! *hurries to pick her up and try to wake her*

lbWakeJumper: *glad that one alt of his showed him how to use a PINpoint via wifi. Will quickly cut through the hull of the ship, reach in, and try and bring everyone in one trip*

Anya and Pathfinder: *noises of protest about the trip!*

Matt: Whoa... My head. *crouched there holding AJ with his free hand to his head as his face squinches with discomfort*

Leader One: *stops running*

lbWakeJumper: *works on getting Leader One running again*

lbEclipse: *soothing sounds as she gently offers to carry the humans to the Black Dog*

Anya: *concerned look for the bots, but then squares her jaw and moves to help get Matt and AJ into the orange and black femme's hands* *quietly* It has been many days since we have eaten anything or drank much.

Matt: *woozily* Wasn't sure if anything was safe...

lbEclipse: *gently* Well, you won't have to worry about that now. The Black Dog is safe to eat at, and from what I've been told, the food's really good... *will walk to the tavern, since it's clear to her that the humans don't like PINpointing very much*

Anya: *eyes widening as she sees some of the truly massive patrons here, is unconsciously gripping her spear hard*

Matt: *talking about something to eat as he works on waking AJ up*

lbEclipse: *will bring the humans to Rhinox, explaining about different realities as she goes*

Anya: *quiet gasp as the underbartender jogs over and takes AJ into his arms* So many differences, but all are one people.

Ravage: *turns his head* Hmmm. I hear a lovely voice with a familiar music.

Matt: *snaps at the black catbot* Back off, buddy. The lady's with me.

lbEclipse: Hey, Ravage. ^_^ *launches into an explanation of who the humans are, who Ravage is, and then she's getting distracted as mLumen bounces over to make nice with the peeps*

mLumen: *totally hamming it up in alt mode, lookit that little tail go!*

Kouji: *also has a tail wag going on. He's whimpering softly and watching as Rhinox gives AJ a dose of sugar solution*

Rhinox: *as the girl stirs and groans* Easy... That's right. Here, have some water.

Ravage: *quietly* Hormah has asked me to tell the friends of her friend that she regrets being unavailable. But three of her children have an unpleasant childhood illness, and her guest rooms are filled with injured from various out of Nexus calamities. She trusts these doctors.

Matt: *frowns, and then gives a weary nod* Alright. Whatever.

lbEclipse: *switching her holoform from a human-sized version of herself to what she originally made, and then there's a petite redhead (though her hair's more orange-y than true red...) moving to fuss over the humans in a motherly way*

Rhinox: Make sure they get some water first. Then give them those smoothies on the table. *is helping AJ drink her smoothie, his deep voice a gentle murmur as he encourages her*

hEclipse: *nods and makes sure Matt and Anya have water first*

sgShowtime: *hurries up to the bar. Tersely and quietly* The white bot just died.

Rhinox: *frowns* That's not supposed to happen.

sgShowtime: What I needed to know. *gone again, comming lbWakeJumper as she goes*

Matt and Anya: *looking up with stricken faces as they watch the blue femme leave*

lbEclipse: *total faith in her mate* Wake'll get the white bot going again, and everyone'll be alright.

Matt: But she said Leader One died. *scowls with confusion*

Rhinox: *without looking up from AJ* So have a lot of people over the years. It's not his time.

lbEclipse: *nods in agreement even as her holoform offers the smoothies* And besides, Wake's training was done by Ratchet. *going to focus on being maternal and gently fussing over Matt and Anya now, kthx*

Anya: Being trained by this Doctor Ratchet means something, da? *tastes the smoothie, and then blinks at the flavour*

lbEclipse: The smoothies have apple, cranberry, zucchini, anti oxidants, and protein in 'em. And Ratchet was the best medic on Cybertron and Earth in the reality Wake and I came from.

Pooka: *just walked up along the bar in bot mode* He is in most realities. *offers hEclipse a yOp wish* This is for wishing all the humans and their clothes nice and clean, so they can just go to sleep after they eat.

Anya: *looks up from drinking* This one sounds like a child.

lbEclipse: *as her holoform accepts the wish* That's 'cause he is a kid... Pooka's the black dog this place is named for, and his mom's the owner and main bartender. ^_^

Anya: *so surprised and delighted* Robot children. Thank you, little one. *says this even though the furry child is taller than she is*

Pooka: *grins, and then looks over to where AJ has fallen asleep with her arms around mLumen and her face buried in the smaller Maximal sparklet's fur*

mLumen: *making with the snuggles as he dozes*

lbEclipse: *getting a quick picture of the cute*

Rhinox: You wanna use that wish, Eclipse? Warn them what to expect, first.

lbEclipse: *nods* Yeah. *to Matt and Anya* There'll be a lot of sparkles, and maybe a bit of a tingle, but it won't hurt you, and your clothes will get clean.

Anya: *brows raise with a scientist's curiosity* How...

Matt: *weary beyond reason* Ask tomorrow. I'm dead on my feet here.

Pooka: You're on your butt.

Matt: .>_<.

lbEclipse: *trying not to giggle, can hear Rhinox's hat snickering*

Rhinox: Go ahead, Eclipse. *intent on AJ*

Anya: Da. Please. Go ahead.

lbEclipse: I wish for the clothes these three humans are wearing, and for the humans themselves, to be cleaned up.

Anya: *soft sound of surprise as she's surrounded by blue and red sparkles*

Matt: *just snores*

lbEclipse: *will gently fuss over and mother Anya and Matt a bit more once the sparkles fade away*

Matt: *wakes up and groggily tries to struggle to his feet* Wha... Leader One?

lbEclipse: WakeJumper's working on Leader One. *such faith in her mate and his abilities*

Matt: Big guy... fought hard.

Anya: *peers at his eyes* Are you really awake, comrade Matt?

Matt: ... I'm fine, but yer not. Jus' called me... a commy.

lbEclipse: ... *confused expression is a go* *glances to Rhinox to see if he or tKriti have any idea as to what's wrong*

Nemesis: Here. I'll put 'em to bed. *scoops the couple up and turns to go put them under the energon dispensers* There's a door in the wall under there. Go down a bit, and get some sleep in the guest room.

Rhinox: *shakes head slightly at Nemesis usual impetuous proceedings*

lbEclipse: *blink, blink* *slight shrug* I'll go see if Wake needs my help or not...

Rhinox: Alright. *stands, holding AJ* I think I'll tuck this one in the puppy box for now. I want to keep an eye on her.

lbEclipse: *nod* Okay. ^_^ *chuckles as mLumen begins trying to herd Kouji over to the puppy box*

Rhinox: *catches up Kouji and mLumen and puts one on AJ and the other on his back, then jumps down to the floor where the puppies' nap bed is* Tell WakeJumper to keep me updated.

lbEclipse: Will do. *PINpoints to the safe house*

lbWakeJumper: *has all of the GoBots on separate berths, is getting the last few settings for the life support on Leader One up and running. Once that's done he's hurrying to tend to the two others who are nearing critical* *explaining the situation both out loud and over comms to his mate*

Pathfinder: *groggily trying to push herself up on the padded bed she's found herself on. Has a confused idea that she has to find Leader One and take care of him because he's the sickest. Only, she doesn't know where she is, or where he is...*

lbEclipse: *sees that movement, hurries over to talk to the GoBot and reassure them that they're safe and that there's a medic*

Pathfinder: *lays back, her optic band flickering uncertainly* *voice a soft alto* Where... What happened? Where are... my friends?

lbEclipse: *gently* I'm not sure what happened, but you and your friends are in a safe house in the Nexus. My mate's a medic, and he's working on helping everyone feel better.

Pathfinder: *processes for a moment, then, quietly* Safe house?

lbEclipse: *nod nod* Yeah. It's watched over and protected by Nemesis, Hormah, and a few other people, plus there's the Anti-Violence Field, so this is one of the safest places to be in the Nexus, after the Black Dog, 'cause Nemesis keeps things clean and safe.

Pathfinder: Hormah... Smallfoot's friend?

lbEclipse: Yup. Hormah couldn't come this time, but she knows you're all here and she'll prolly be by when things aren't so hectic over where she lives, and she'll probably bring Oppy, Mira, Bbbrl, and the Smallfoot who's named for your friend too.

two life support monitors: *start bleeping at the same time*

Pathfinder: *startles and turns her head, her featureless face not impeding her ability to look worried in the least*

lbEclipse: *startled squeak, looks to see if her mate needs her help* Wake?

lbWakeJumper: *brief nod, returns his attention to trying to stabilize the bot he's working on*

lbEclipse: *excuses herself and scoots to see what she can do to help. Is getting guidance over the bond with her mate, though she'll also muse about calling a Ratchet, Red Alert, or First Aid to assist*

sgShowtime: *head ducked as she comms someone and relays the details of the situation to them*

Pathfinder: *soft worry* The alarms...

Ravage: *looking in with a frowny twitchy tail* You need more medibots, friends.

lbEclipse: That'd be appreciated. *still working with WakeJumper's guidance, though she's a bit hesitant*

lbWakeJumper: *distractedly* What she said.

Ravage: *calls a big ugly Ratchet*

hsvRatchet: *arriving a few moments later with a lot more life support equipment* *doesn't even pause to give lbWakeJumper a confused look as he moves to scan the bots*

Pathfinder: *gives him a bleary look* Who...

hsvRatchet: My designation is Ratchet. *setting to work*

Pathfinder: Help... friends? *optic band flickers and then goes white as someone's monitor suddenly squeals a warning*

hsvRatchet: That's what I'm here for. *a bit surprised to be working on sentient bots without sparks, but he won't let that little detail distract him*

monitor: *stops squealing and makes a flatline sound*

Pathfinder: *tries to sit up*

hsvRatchet: Don't sit up. *moving to go get the flatlining bot back online*

Turbo: *is the one that's seized up. Has some melted circuits in his processor*

hsvRatchet: *will work on repairing the circuits and anything else that needs repairs*

sgShowtime: *going to get fuel for when the GoBots are awake* *is being very optimistic, because someone needs to be*

Ravage: *up on the desk by the bed and frowning at Ratchet's patient* ...At least with these ones once you have them repaired and restarted they are alive again, eh?

hsvRatchet: *as he works* That appears to be the case.

Ravage: Can I help you with anything? *tail tip twitching in his deep frown*

hsvRatchet: *suggests a few things, is a bit distracted by working on his patient*

lbWakeJumper: *still working on his patient, and muttering a few things he had to have learned from his reality's Ratchet at some point*

Ravage: Do you think they will lose memories? Those circuits look rather... soggy.

hsvRatchet: Worst case scenario is that they do lose a few memories. *still working*

lbEclipse: *wibbles, but firms her chin and continues to work with her mate's guidance*

Pathfinder: *softly from her room* Backups. *turns her head and then passes out again*

Ravage: *looks toward her, tail still frowning very much. Then jumps down and goes to check on lbWakeJumper's patient*

Leader One: *running again weakly, with the help of the life support. He's still by far the worse off of the three sickest. Losing a lot of fluid through his lost arm didn't help*

lbWakeJumper: *checking to see what the fluids lost are, in case he has to make a run for supplies*

Leader One: *looks like fairly common coolant. GoBots don't have the complex circulatory systems that Cybertronians do*

lbWakeJumper: *getting a bottle of coolant out of his storage compartment, will try and find where coolant goes in a GoBot*

Ravage: *also looking, his head tilted to one side. Then perks and points* That looks like the spot, da?

lbWakeJumper: Yeah. Thanks. *bit of a smile as he works on replacing the coolant* *will keep a few sensors focused on Leader One, even as he moves to help his mate with her patient. Knows the bot still has some internal components badly damaged by whatever fight he'd been in, and that he's got a twisted leg and that the thrusters on his feet are shattered*

Leader One: *very quiet, and very still*

Smallfoot: *just made her monitors hiccup*

lbWakeJumper: *scanning and checking to see what repairs are still needed* *checks to see what parts Eclipse got, and checks to see if they'll work to repair Smallfoot and Leader One* *satisfied nod as he sees the parts he needs. Will set to work getting Leader One repaired. Coaches his mate as she works on Smallfoot, the light wall between rooms proving no barrier to their bond and sensors*

hoofbeats: *come trotting in through the door, and then someone/thing pauses in the doorway behind hsvRatchet and whickers*

hsvRatchet: *looks up from Turbo and glances over his shoulder* *blink blink*

lbEclipse: *looks over* *bit of a strained smile* Hey, 'Jack. *back to work, is trying to keep calm and follow her mate's instructions*

horsyJack: *whickers again, his ears perked with concern. Then looks up at hsvRatchet and very plainly without words asks if he can help*

hsvRatchet: *rolling with it. Will explain what needs doing* *is so going to tell Wheeljack about this later*

horsyJack: *hops up onto the berth, his muscles rippling under his purple striped black coat. Is wearing leather and glass "steampunk" type goggles and a belt that jingles with tools. Is also wearing knee high boots. Soft snort as he examines damage, and then extends a pair of thin robot arms from his belt and sets to work with those and a tool that he holds in his mouth*

Nemesis: //Wake?//

lbWakeJumper: //Yes, Nemesis?// *still working*

Nemesis: //The humans from that lot are all asleep. The kid doesn't look so good.//

lbWakeJumper: //Did Rhinox say anything?//

Nemesis: *snorts over the line* //That we're in for the long haul.//

lbWakeJumper: //No surprise there... Humans take longer to recover from stuff...// *quiet for a few moments* //There's a yellow Ratchet here, and the Wheeljack who is a horse is here helping too.//

Nemesis: *snork* //Bet the eyesore looked twice at him.//

lbWakeJumper: //Yup. I'll probably be sending Eclipse over in a bit. She's kind of tense and nervous, but she's doing a good job on the repairs she's working on.//

Nemesis: //Want me to scare up another big medic? And how's Show doing?//

lbWakeJumper: //If you can find someone. And I thought Show went to get fuel for these guys?//

Nemesis: *pause* //Tarantulus, let go of her and let her work. You're worrying about her more than she is.//

lbWakeJumper: //... Good grief. Even I'm not that protective of my mate.//

Tarantulus: //Thrrrrrppppt.//

lbWakeJumper: *serenely* //I just call 'em as I see 'em, spider dude.// *back to work on repairs, ignores the rude comment Tarantulus dings him with*

Nemesis: //...Another WakeJumper coming your way.//

hsvWakeJumper: *arriving a few moments later. Double-takes when he sees who else is here working, but gets over his surprise with a brief conversation over comms with hsvRatchet* *moves to help where he's needed*


A few hours later...


horsyJack: *sighs and looks up at Ratchet, his body language saying he's done all he can here*

hsvRatchet: *quietly* All we can do now is hope for the best. *has repaired all he can on the bot he was working on*

hsvWakeJumper: *silent for a few moments, then he's getting blankets out of subspace and moving to drape them over the GoBots*

lbWakeJumper: *clicking softly as he prays and finishes what repairs he can do for Leader One*

Fireflight: *came in while the bots were working* Nemesis wants me to ask you if they can go to your house, WakeJumper. *looks at lbWake*

lbWakeJumper: *nods* There should be room there for them.

Fireflight: *softly* Do you need any help moving them? Or furniture or anything?

lbWakeJumper: *quieter* They'll need berths... They've already got blankets... And I'm pretty sure I'll need help moving them...

Fireflight: Moonracer and I will get the beds. Can you tell us where to put them? And what kind should we get?

lbWakeJumper: *thinks for a few moments, then databursts Fireflight a blueprint of the building he and his family live in, highlighting part of the upstairs* Something that will fit inside that area, and that is comfortable.

Fireflight: *points to the berth Leader One's laying on* That brand?

lbWakeJumper: *looks, nods* Yeah. That should work.

Fireflight: Alright! *PINpoints away*

Nemesis: //Report.//

lbWakeJumper: *sends Nemesis a detailed report* *while he's thinking of it, he'll also databurst the blueprint to Moonracer*

Moonracer: //Flighty showed me. We got a different kind of bed for Leader One, though.//

lbWakeJumper: //What kind did you get him?//

Moonracer: //The T51 medical comfort and monitoring bed.//

lbWakeJumper: //Alright. That will work just fine.//

Moonracer: //Alright!// *sound of a ^_^ in her voice* //Moonracer out.//

lbWakeJumper: //Thanks, Moonracer. Tell Fireflight I said thank you to him as well. WakeJumper out. //

tap: *sounds on the outside door*

hsvWakeJumper: *moves to see who's there*

lbChromia: *looks up with a grin* Hey. Hungry yet?

hsvWakeJumper: *confused expression is a go*

lbWakeJumper: *from where he's making sure the GoBots are ready for transport* Starving, 'Mia. 'Clipsie get home alright?

lbChromia: She's the one that whipped this up. Enough for all of you. *pats hsvWakeJumper on the leg as she comes in. Has an itty bitty on her back, and two blue younglings holding bowls behind her. Also has a bowl propped against her hip with her other hand*

lbMira: *chirping and clickstorming*

eLumen: *looking around and clicking quietly*

lbLumen: *a bit confused by seeing two WakeJumpers*

Chromia: *boots hsvRatchet on the ankle and then holds up the bowl of chilly botaroni* Here. Get some fuel into you, you old eyesore.

hsvRatchet: *stern Look for Chromia, shakes his head and chuckles*

eLumen: *:p face at hsvRatchet*

Chromia: *jiggles the bowl commandingly* He isn't taking his supper, Mira.

Mira: *squeakerfit!*

lbWakeJumper: *snickerfitdie* *has seen Ironhide subjected to the squeakerfit of doom before*

hsvWakeJumper: *boggling at the amount of sass coming from the itty bitty*

hsvRatchet: 0_0

lbLumen: *trying so hard not to giggle as he watches the yellow guy get TOLD*

Chromia: *as the squeaking winds down, holds up the bowl again and quirks a brow plate at the yellow medic*

hsvRatchet: *accepts the offered bowl*

eLumen: *feeding Dad now*

lbLumen: *making sure the other WakeJumper eats too*

horsyJack: *amused whinny, and then looks around as sgShowtime comes out of Pathfinder's room*

Mira: *still telling the yellow guy off!*

hsvRatchet: *recognizes the bitty, since he recently talked to her alternate. Will be regarding that alternate a bit more warily now that he knows the amount of sass she's capable of*

Chromia: *reaches back and pats a little bitty skid plate* I think he gets it, baby.

Mira: *squeak, chirp*

horsyJack: *comes over and nickers at Mira*

Mira: *squeak chirp chatter*

horsyJack: *gentle snort and an amused ear flick. Likes you, bitty*

lbChromia: So how is it?

hsvWakeJumper: *looks to hsvRatchet* We've got to get some of this for the guys back home.

hsvRatchet: *too busy nomming to respond*

lbChromia: *surprised* That's easy to make. I mean, Eclipse did that there.

hsvWakeJumper: *as Mira has a squeaky conversation with horsyJack* We usually just get the pre-made stuff...

lbChromia: ...Okay, that's cheap and pretty good. But you can use ground gummi ham if you do it from scratch.

Fireflight: //WakeJumper? We're ready.//

lbWakeJumper: //Alright. Incoming shortly.// *gives his empty bowl back to his son* Okay. Let's get the patients transported.

yOp: *pushes away from where he'd been leaning unnoticed against a wall* Alright. Wish.

horsyJack: *shy and SNORT!*

hsvWakeJumper: Ack!

Mira: *squeakerfit!*

hsvRatchet: *startled blurt*

lbWakeJumper: *blink blink*

yOp: *grins* Well? You want these guys moved, right?

lbWakeJumper: *nods* I wish for the patients here to be relocated to the berths that are waiting for them.

yOp: *looks toward the rooms, which are suddenly alight with blue and red sparkles*

lbChromia: Watching that never gets old.

horsyJack: ???

Mira: *squeaking about the sparklies now*

sgShowtime: *soothing sounds for Mira* *totally not fazed by yOp's sudden appearance. Is so used to him doing that, that it didn't even register in her processor*

yOp: There. All the life support machinery went with them. *grins at sgShowtime, who called him here* Anything else, Showtime?

sgShowtime: Unless they've got something to ask, nope. Thanks, Oppy. *smiles for her brother-in-law*

yOp: *wash of affection and acknowledgement for sgShow, and then a quizzical grin for the medibots*

lbWakeJumper: I can't think of anything off the top of my processor... *doesn't even flinch when eLumen scales his back and clings*

hsvRatchet: *headshake* Thank you for your assistance though.

Chromia: We jes' stocked up. *big grin* You want anything from Uncle, Mira?

Mira: *chirps and reaches for cuddles*

hsvWakeJumper: *cracks up at that*

yOp: *grins and takes the bitty as lbChromia hands her up to him* Hey. *snuggle*

lbLumen: *going to lean on Mama then*

Mira: *happy babbling and squeaking, telling Unca all about horsyJack!*

yOp: *grins* Want a ride home, Chromia?

lbChromia: Sure. Why not? Mira's not going to let go of you yet anyway.

yOp: *more grin. Waves to the others and then brings lbChromia and her kids home to the Spring Works*

lbWakeJumper: *chuckles and looks to his alt and hsvRatchet* Thanks for the help. *will PINpoint home with his son after databursting Ratchet his comm frequency*

hsvRatchet: I suppose we should head home as well, WakeJumper.

hsvWakeJumper: Yeah... I still want that recipe.

sgShowtime: *amused headshake, will head back to the Black Dog and reassure her mate that there's no trouble what so ever*

slip of paper: *wafts down from the rafters and past hsvWakeJumper's face*

hsvWakeJumper: *snags the paper before it can fall too far* *reads*

paper: *recipe you wanted?*

hsvWakeJumper: *grins and PINpoints home to share the recipe with everyone else*

((Written with random_xtras))