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Mv. /Ark/ Base. More Families Coming Together
((OOC: Language warning, and a word being used out of context in this log))
Jean: *has a bit of a sulk going on. Bitsy decided she was going to the creche today, and Rose chased him off after she went for her morning ride on Mist and Valentina about had a nervous breakdown*
Rose: *is that rumble of discontent from where she now working with the heart-branded Frisian mare*
Jean: *remembers how he, Rose and Bitsy spent Valentine's day at a pet convention in the Nexus* *also remembers his surprise when he'd seen equine creatures from all over the multiverse, and his pride when he was able to buy Valentina and order a specially made saddle for Rose*
Rachel: *pings Jean's radio*
Jean: *blink* Er... Hello?
Rachel: //Jean, do you guys still want to adopt when we get more kids in?//
Jean: ... Well, yeah.
Rachel: //What about a child that needs special care?//
Jean: ... What sort of special care?
Rachel: //Things related to being born prematurely.//
Jean: *quiet for a few moments* *then* Yeah.
Rachel: //You're up for a boy. He's Cybertronian.//
Jean: ... So Bitsy's getting a brother? *bit of a grin in his voice now*
Rachel: //Yup. We're just going to transfer him to a better protoform. Do you want to be there for the surgery?//
Jean: Lemme talk to Rose, and then we'll be down there.
Rachel: //Alright. Don't take too long.//
Jean: See you soon, Rachel.
Rachel: //Okay. Oh, and his name is Dawnflash. Rachel out.//
Jean: *soft chuckle, turns to hurry over to where Rose is*
Rose: *cussing Valentina for being so sweet and quick to obey her*
Jean: *moving close to the fence* Hey, Rose?
Rose: I told you to @#$&$#@ off, Jean. *doesn't turn from the gently affectionate mare*
Jean: Rachel found us another kid.
Rose: *drops the training whip and uses both hands to push Valentina away so she can turn her chair and look at him* What? I didn' see any ship landin'.
Jean: This one's Cybertronian. And he's a preemie, so he's gonna need a lot of love.
Rose: *expression changes from confusion to concern* Preemie? How the heck does that work? *reaches up and unhooks the lunge rein from her horse and then tells the mare to go play so that she can wheel toward her husband*
Jean: No idea, but they're gonna be putting him in a better shell, and Rachel asked if we wanted to be there for the surgery.
Rose: Lemme get cleaned up. *PINpoint flash and gone!*
Jean: *soft chuckle, heads for the house to grab a spare blanket*
Rose: *rattling around in the bathroom, and giving the occasional breathless cuss*
Jean: *absently wondering if he should grab some of the baby toys Bitsy didn't want*
Rose: *clunk* Ow!
Jean: Rose, you okay? *will come check on her*
Rose: *wearing clean jeans and has wet hair, halfway into a clean long sleeve T* I hit my funny bone 'n can't feel my stinkin' arm! .>_<.
Jean: *meeps* We'll have Rachel or one of the others take a look while we're there.
Rose: Just stick the dang thing through the sleeve 'n rub it.
Jean: *will do so, but totally intends to have one of the medics take a look, just to be on the safe side*
Rose: *moves arm and makes a sound of satisfaction. Grabs her cane and then throws arms around husband's neck* Y'know where yer PINpoint is, right, jackass?
Jean: *hand in pocket, PINpoint out* Yup.
Rose: Git goin', then.
Jean: *will bring her to the infirmary then*
Bea: *looks around from where she's tending to and giving checkups to a row of four tiny sparklets* They're in room 1.
Rose: *staring at those tinies, who don't seem much bigger than Bitsy*
Jean: *small nod, will move to help Rose over to room 1*
Rose: *forget walking! Shaking arms suddenly tight around Jean's neck as she practically climbs him out of sheer nerves*
Jean: *bit of an o.0 look for her, will continue towards room 1*
Rose: *hides her face against his neck*
Ratchet: *looks up from where she's talking to the tiny, pale pink sparklet on the bed and smiles at the prospective parents* Hey, guys. Okay, Russ. You can go get the protoform now. I think it's over by the adult Seeker ones.
Rose: Seeker??
Russell: *nods to Rachel, will go get the sparklet shell*
Jean: ... So we've got a fly baby?
Rachel: You will someday. *slight, tired grin* It'll take him awhile, I'm not sure that transferring him will help with his sight.
Jean: Aww...
Rachel: The flock okayed you. *gently strokes the little Seeklet's helm and is squeaked at softly*
Jean: *blink blink, so surprised. Will look to Rose for her opinion*
Rose: *frowns* Well, we're already part'a Soundwave's family. Bein' Seekers can't be much worse.
Rachel: *snerk*
Jean: *chuckles* *and then his attention's going to Russell's startled yelp*
Rachel: *straightens* //Russ?//
Russell: //One of the adult Seeker shells just sat upand looked at me!// *freaked out*
Rachel: ... //Don't move, be right there.// *quickly wraps Dawnflash in a blanket, then tucks him into Jean's arms with Rose as she hurries out of the room* *stumbles slightly as she stops by the door of the parts room, but then strides inside*
Seeker: *sitting and looking at Russ with curious lilac optics. Is a male decorated with red and yellow*
Russell: *doing his best not to panic, is watching the Seeker with wide eyes*
Rachel: *steps forward calmly, skreeking a soft greeting*
Seeker: *blinks and looks confused, then clicks quietly before startling and touching his throat*
Rachel: *quirks a brow even as she scans, and then she's gasping with a hand over her mouth* I always knew Sam and Shay were idiots.
Russell: ... You mean...
Rachel: This is their little twin brothers who died yesterday. And who didn't stay dead.
Russell: ... *will scan the Seeker* *and boggle*
Rachel: *facepalming as she holds her other hand out to the big youngling and clicks to him softly* //Skylar, please come get this kid out of my storeroom and bring him to his brothers.//
Skylar: //...What are you talking about?//
Rachel: //Remember our casualties from yesterday?//
Skylar: //... Yes. But what does that have to do with what you've asked?// *just a bit peeved sounding. Is likely still upset about the actions of his own younger brother*
Rachel: *shows him what she's looking at* //Sam and Shay's brothers didn't die.//
Skylar: //... That explains what had them in a tizzy earlier...// *will PINpoint down to the infirmary after letting Melissa know that he has to go get someone*
Rachel: *patpats Russell* Snap out of it, Russ.
Russell: *shaky gasp, and quickly wipes at his eyes*
Rachel: *soft meep and offers a hug* Russ?
Seeker: *worried frown*
Russell: *does need hugs, Rachel* *will click softly*
Rachel: *quietly* What's wrong, buddy?
Russell: *quietly* It doesn't feel like we've done enough... Even though we did get most of the kids.
Rachel: We're doing everything we can. Fluffy will have the entire place mapped soon, and then we can move.
Russell: *very small nod*
Rachel: *gives him a gentle poke* *softly* You and Rinny still have your names up on the list for a kid?
Russell: ... Do we? *checking* I know we got one of the human children that Roughsong and her husband brought...
Rachel: *nods* Your names are on the list. I put them there myself, because one of the newsparks that were ready to be decanted has coding from one of you guys.
Russell: *surprised expression is a go* Oh?
Rachel: *databursts him a picture, of a perfect tiny Red Alert sitting and examining some blocks as one of the gorgon babies gives him detailed instructions as to their use*
Russell: Oh, my goodness...
Rachel: Yeah, I know. That gorgon kid's nudie again. But look at the bitty. *slight grin, her eyes holding a bit of their usual twinkle*
Russell: Does he have a name yet?
Rachel: *chuckle* He's letting it be known that he is ResQ.
Russell: Aww... *will let Rinny know about this*
Serenity: *d'awww-ing over comms*
Rachel: *bit of a grin, and then pokes Skylar on his private channel* //Did you get lost, buddy?// *tugs gently on Russell's arm* Come on, let's get Dawnflash into his new shell. Can you hear him over there?
Dawnflash: *soft crooning sparklet song can be heard from the infirmary room*
Skylar: //Nope. Just griefing Jean.//
Jean: *calling Skylar all manner of not-cuss names*
Rachel: //Then you're lost. Because the new kid's over here in the parts room.//
Skylar: //But Jean's so fun to torment...//
Jean: *is also quite skilled at bootshop delivery when he wants to be!*
Skylar: *startled squawk*
Rachel: o.o *hurries out to make sure Jean's not going to drop Rose or Dawnflash!*
Jean: *protective hold on wife and babby*
Skylar: *scowling at Jean, and making his way to the parts room*
Rachel: *baps Skylar in passing* *quietly* And don't even think of griefing Russ.
Skylar: *sulk*
Jean: What a jerk. *frown*
Rachel: *quietly* He's mourning. //Russ, once Skylar's there, come on back. I still need an assistant.//
Russell: //Alright.// *footsteps can be heard approaching shortly thereafter*
Rose: *frowns at Rachel as she hands the softly singing Seeklet over* Mournin'?
Rachel: *nods and brings the babby to the bed, then lays him down and clicks to him softly as she unwraps him* His younger brother.
Rose: *sad and concerned look in her eyes as she looks back to her husband*
Jean: *frown* I didn't know he had a younger brother...
Russell: *small nod* He did, at one point... *will move to be ready to assist Rachel*
Rachel: *looks at the new protoform and sees that Russell prepped it on the way* He came from the same place these guys did. Oh, and I forgot something.
Rose: *deep scowl, but now she's distracted by what's going on by her baby* What'd you forget, Doc?
Jean: *concerned expression is a go* What sort of something?
Rachel: By adopting this guy you're becoming part of the Prime's family too.
Jean: ... *snerk*
Rachel: This little guy has some of Susana's coding. She decided that right now Mark needs her too much for her to be primary mother to a newspark who's also got some difficulties. But she wants you to know she'll always be there for you and him.
Rose: So we ain't got a kid yet that we don't gotta share. *slight miffed frown*
Russell: You're his primary caregivers. He'll imprint on you, and likely see Susana as a favorite aunt.
Rachel: *chuckles as she gently sedates the Seeklet* It's not sharing, guys. It's becoming part of something bigger.
Jean: Only problem I have with it is that Scarlett and Alicia are as annoying as my sisters back home.
Rose: *slowly* I never had any sisters. *or much family, being a military brat herself*
Rachel: Scarlett's moving to Japan after Ali's wedding. Okay, Russ. Ready for transfer.
Rose: *hands bunch up on Jean's shirt as her attention snaps back to Dawnflash*
Russell: *will assist with the transfer*
Jean: Ah, so we won't see her as often... At least we get to keep the nice sisters. Susana, 'Brina, and Ferdy are fun to talk to. *calm, nonchalant attitude is a go*
Rachel: *lifts the tiny spark free and looks at the calm pulsing* That's Susie's son alright. *settles him into his new body and watches for a moment to see if he's going to be alright*
Dawnflash: *pauses for a moment, but then the new protoform is taking colour and features and he's fussing quietly to let the bigs know that he's uncomfortable and wants loved*
Jean: Awww...
Russell: Vitals are looking good... He'll just need time to rest and imprint, I think.
Rose: *lets out a breath, and then absently marvels that she knows what all that means*
Jean: *will move to bring Rose closer to the sparklet*
Rachel: *carefully closes up the little chest, then wraps the bitty in the blanket he's shown a liking for and cuddles him for a moment as he makes soft skreeks and clicks and tries to lift his head* *then offers him to his new parents* He's not very strong yet. You'll have to treat him like a human newborn.
Jean: *moves close enough that Rose can reach the little guy* *wants to hold wife and baby at the same time*
Rose: *accepts the bitty and croons to him softly an old mountain song about a ghost dancing under the moon* You're beautiful. Yes you are.
Dawnflash: *snuggles and sighs, his little optic shutters dropping*
Jean: *feels like he's king of the bleeping world now* *will look to see if he can bring his wife and son home*
Rachel: Go on home. Somebody will bring Bitsy later. And you're on leave for the next three weeks, Jean.
Rose: *without looking up from babby* Great, I gotta put up with his crap all day.
Jean: Yes ma'am. *smile* *will bring family home*
Rachel: *turns and hugs Russell* Go get your baby brother. He just bit Cliffjumper hard enough to leave dents.
Russell: ... *facepalm* *PINpoints to the creche*
Rachel: Ack! *is mobbed by happy kids* //Skylar, you're on your owwwwn! Bea, I'll be back as soon as I can.//
back in the infirmary
Bea: *laughing now from where she's standing by the table with the other premies on it*
premies: *little wriggles, and one grin at the laughter*
young Seeker: *shoves past Skylar, who he's been ignoring in favour of checking himself out, to go see what the laughing is*
Skylar: Ack! Hey! *hurries out after the Seeker*
Bea: *looks up as the Seeker comes into the main room, noting that he's in a burly shell like Nullfire's* Oh hey. Bet you need datachips, huh?
Skylar: The sooner he gets the data he needs, the better.
Bea: Will you watch these guys, sir? They're premature, and need to know someone's close.
Skylar: Sure... *moves to click and skreek to the premies*
Bea: *jogs back to the storeroom and grabs a set of basic Seeker datachips, in tasty blue plastic. Returns and offers them to the Seeker*
Seeker: *YES! DOWNLOAD TIMES*
Bea: *back over by Skylar, and patpats his arm* *softly, with sympathy* Hey.
Skylar: *small nod to show he heard you, Bea*
Bea: *still quiet* How's Wolfie?
Skylar: He's doing well.
Bea: *slight grin* I heard about what he and Demolisher and Sirius did to Reggie this morning.
Skylar: *soft snerk* Reggie needs to learn to share.
Bea: Was he hording food again?
Skylar: Yeah... And this time, it wasn't just 'Wolf, Demolisher, and Sirius... The triplets and Regulus got in on things too. *chuckles*
Bea: Wow... No wonder Theo was laughing so hard.
Skylar: Yup. *more chuckle*
Bea: *starts to say something else, but instead leaps into Skylar's arms as 'Too Sexy For My Life' booms out behind them*
Skylar: *transforms on reflex*
Bea: *looks over his shoulder and says something very rude to the young Seeker* You're supposed to be downloading.
Seeker: *shakes booty and plays the music* I did! :D
Starscream: ... Oh, great. He's Sunstreaker and Sideswipe all over again.
Bea: *grouchily* Are you surprised? Get him out of here, okay? *moves to jump down*
Starscream: *will carefully set her down and move to grab the young Seeker by the wrist*
Seeker: Hey! *tries to tug away, but then laughs and bolts for the door, testing the older mech*
Starscream: *annoyed growl, PINpoints for the door*
Seeker: *yelps and gives Starscream a wide-eyed look, then wibbles and puts his hand to his abdomen* That didn't feel good.
Starscream: Then quit being a brat. *moves to lead the way to where the creche is, knowing that Samuel and Seamus are there today* We'll get you some fuel in a bit.
Seeker: *grouches and tugs at his wrist* I'm not a brat. I'm Skystrider!
Starscream: And I'm the Air Commander.
Seeker: *challenge in those lavender eyes* So?
Starscream: *will reach to bap Skystrider upside the head* So that means you don't rank high enough to be mouthing off yet.
Skystrider: *angry skreek and another jerk at his wrist* Your exhaust stinks!
Starscream: *skreeks right back, and moves to get Skystrider in a headlock* Quit being so stupid. *will try to drag the younger Seeker to the creche* You'll only egg Tweedle Derp and Tweedle Derpier on, and that's the last thing we need!
Skystrider: *struggles and skreeks and growls*
dark green Seeker femme with lighter green accents: *coming to see what all the fuss is about*
Skystrider: *just used his claws on Starscream's aft*
Starscream: *will screech and go for Skystrider's wings*
Seeker femme: *facepalm, comms Sky and Storm before moving to try and break up the scrapping mechs* *skreek skreek skreek!*
Cliffjumper: Hey, what the scrap!? Not in here, you jerks! OUT! *slaps a fist into his palm as bitties cling to his legs and little Seekers shrilly skreek their approval of the fight*
Seeker femme: Then quit dawdling and help me get them out of here! *skreeking frantically as she tries to pry the two Seekers apart*
Skywarp, Stormsong, and Rainbird: *appear. Look at the fight, and then grab everyone involved and teleport them outside*
Skystrider: *bit of a gag, but doesn't stop his fighting*
Starscream: *MAD* *not going to stop fighting any time soon*
Seeker femme: Oh, for the love of... *startled screech as she catches an elbow to the face. Then she's going in with teeth and claws*
Stormsong: Catscan, hold up. *gets the other femme around the middle* They need to do this.
Skywarp: *watching with an intense frown*
Rainbird: *just amused*
CatScan: *cycling air and shaking*
Skywarp: Who the slag is that, anyway? That's Nullfire's shell type, but I don't know that guy. ...But it seems like I do.
Rainbird: *kicks an available aft as it comes her way*
CatScan: *still shaking a bit, and looking a bit queasy now*
Stormsong: *rubs the Seeker medic's back as she watches the fight*
Starscream: *will also aim fists at Skystrider's head*
Skystrider: *fists right back! Tries to use his greater weight and size to an advantage*
Starscream: *putting vorns of combat experience to use, will also go for wing joints and other sensitive areas where wiring might be exposed*
CatScan: *quietly* I-I need to disengage.
Stormsong: I'll catch you. *hands to the medic's cockpit*
CatScan: *cockpit opens a few moments later, and then the human component is tumbling out and trying not to puke*
Stormsong: *takes her a little distance away, and then transforms and rubs her back*
CatScan: *shivering and skreeking softly* *deep breaths as she tries to calm her guts down*
Storm: *quietly, with respect for the girl's profession* What's wrong?
CatScan: *quietly* Gyros got knocked out of sync in the armor. Feels like I took a harder blow to the head than I thought I did...
Storm: Oh. Easy to fix. *transforms and goes over to do so*
Skystrider: *on the ground now, leaking badly and firmly pinned* *growls and hisses, but submits* *sulk!*
Starscream: *cycling air and hissing just a bit himself. Is also leaking in places, but will move to let Skystrider sit up* *if not for the fact that he finds the kid completely and utterly annoying, he'd be impressed with how well the brat did in combat*
Skywarp: *steps forward to help her brother with the youngster* Who is this, Screamer?
Skystrider: *snerk as he sits up* Screamer. *snerk. But then blinks and wobbles as his wing falls off*
Starscream: *frowns at the fallen wing* This is Skystrider. He's related to you, 'Warp.
CatScan: *skreeking quietly to herself and considering getting back in her shell*
Stormsong: There. Fixed.
Skywarp: *glances toward Stormsong and CatScan, but then grabs the young Seeker by the chin and scowls at his face* Related to me?
Starscream: Because of your mate.
Skywarp: *soft hiss* He's a Streaker clone? How the frag did he get wings?
Starscream: Ask Ratchet.
CatScan: *soon situated back in her shell, and coming over to see who needs the most repairs* ... *face. Palm* You two...
Skywarp: She's being mobbed. I'm asking you, Screamer. *frowns and comms her mate*
Samuel: *pings busy* *and inadvertently shares that he and Seamus are fighting over something*
Starscream: He's not just a Sunstreaker clone... He's a Sideswipe and Sunstreaker clone. As for why he wound up as one of ours? No idea. *hisses as CatScan works on patching up a leak*
CatScan: *threatens to belt him with a wrench if he doesn't hold still*
Skywarp: //Sam, you and Swiper have been cloned. He's out here falling apart after going for Screamer's neck.//
Samuel: *string of obscenities*
CatScan: *gets fed up with Starscream being such a terrible patient, will ignore him now in favor of fixing Skystrider, since the Air Commander's not in any real danger of bleeding out*
Skystrider: *rubs his optics, and then lifts his head to show that they're faint from weakness and low energy, but full of interest as he studies her* *boyish grin* Hi.
Rainbird: *laughs, very amused by him*
Stormsong: *shakes head*
CatScan: *soft 'tsk' as she works to repair the young Seeker* Honestly, getting into a fight like that when you're low on energy... *work work work* *mutters something about duct taping Starscream to the nearest wall*
Starscream: *scowl at the medic. Heard that comment, lady*
Skywarp: //Quit cussing and get out here.// *sends coordinates*
Skystrider: He asked for it!
CatScan: You two should have waited to have your dominance spat until after you'd had a chance to fuel, kid.
Samuel: *PINpoints in, dragging Seamus with him in a headlock*
Seamus: *flailing and trying to grab at his brother's hair*
Skywarp: *grabs mate and brother in law and clocks their heads together* Stop that.
Skystrider: Why waste the moment. *ducks his head slightly and then peeks at Catscan flirtatiously*
CatScan: *not amused, will skreek sulfuriously as she works*
Samuel: *yelps*
Seamus: *ditto that, and add in a bit of a shake* What the heck?!
Skywarp: *turns them toward the medic cussing* Look.
Samuel: *look* *cuss*
Seamus: ... So who gets to keep him?
Skywarp: I have no idea. *looks back in time to see Skystrider laugh and try to touch Catscan's face* Ugh, he's as stupid as you are.
CatScan: *growl, pins that hand back down so she can finish working on it* Stay still.
Skystrider: Your eyes are so gorgeous. They look like the sky.
Skywarp: *snerk*
CatScan: Mech, if you don't stay still, I'm going to sedate you.
Samuel: *shares a look with Seamus, then both are snickering*
Skywarp: Yeah, yuck it up. You guys get that all the time.
Skystrider: *deep thought, and then brightens as he thinks of something to say* You don't need to do that to have your way with me.
Skywarp: ...That's the same crap you just told me during our last sparring match, Sam.
Samuel: *face. Palm*
Seamus: *dead of lulz, kthx*
CatScan: ... *tags Skystrider with a sedation tab*
Skystrider: *quiet yelp, and then conks out*
Stormsong: How was he even still awake anyway?
Rainbird: His stupidfu is strong! :D
CatScan: Indeed. *back to work saving the derp's life*
Samuel: So whose aft did he try to kick again?
Skywarp: *points to the Air Commander*
Seamus: *snickerfit* Dude...
Samuel: *facepalm as he gets a good look at Starscream's damage*
Skywarp: *just got data from Russell* Yeah, and he's a newborn, guys. He just showed up in that shell without any memories. And he's running on empty.
CatScan: Someone go get an emergency ration for him? *still working*
Skywarp: Sam, hand over the bottle of sweet oil.
Samuel: *bit of a sulk as he surrenders his orange fizzy oil*
Skywarp: *offers the oil to CatScan* Here.
CatScan: *nods and moves to pour the contents of the bottle into Skystrider's tank*
Skywarp: Can you tell me anything else about him?
CatScan: Other than that he's got coding from Sunstreaker and Sideswipe? No.
Skywarp: *looks to Starscream*
Starscream: He originally was two of the kids the Buckethead had as slaves.
Skywarp: Wait, what? Megatron had kids as slaves? He had copies of Streaker and Swiper as slaves? *optics show a glint of red*
Starscream: *nod* *quietly* A lot of them are here, now.
Skywarp: So why are the little Streaker and Swiper here, together, trying to pick up the flock medic?
Starscream: Because they took a wrong turn when aiming for the Well?
Skywarp: *optics go white* What?
Starscream: That's all I know. Ratchet, and possibly Red, would know more.
Skywarp: Somebody killed them?
Samuel: ...
Seamus: ... WHAT?!
Skywarp: *pings Patrick*
Patrick: //Yes, Skywarp?//
Skywarp: *shows the Prime the young red and yellow Seeker laying on the ground with puddles around him as Catscan works on him* //What the slag is this, sir?//
Patrick: //... Who is that?//
Skywarp: *scowls with surprise* //I'm told it's Streaker and Swiper's clones.//
Patrick: //... What?!//
Skywarp: //I'm told that this is Streaker and Swiper's clones. That they took a wrong turn on the way to the Well and wound up in Nullfire's spare shell. And they just tried taking Screamer on.//
Patrick: //...// *facepalm is audible over comms*
Skywarp: //Are you telling me you didn't know anything about him, Chief?//
Patrick: //This is the first I've heard of him, Skywarp.// *pauses* *and then he's sending her part of the report he received the day before*
Skywarp: *reads it over, and then blinks and looks at the twins* They killed a Sixshot.
Samuel: ...
Seamus: ...
both: Holy slag.
Skywarp: And he crushed them like bugs before he went out.
twins: *wincing muchly now*
CatScan: *has finished repairing Skystrider, will reverse the sedation on the youngster, and then she'll get up to tend to the rest of Starscream's injuries*
Skywarp: *reads further* Megs hadn't even given them full systems. They had some kind of plug in dealie for energy. And he deliberately starved them.
Samuel: *much growling is a go*
Seamus: *expression darkening*
Starscream: *much frowning, and some muttered cursing as he hears how the younglings died*
Skystrider: *sits up dizzily and holds his head, then burps and looks mystified*
Skywarp: *distracted as Rainbird cackles* *snigger*
Samuel: Laaame.
Skystrider: *stops blinking and gives Samuel a dirty look* Lame yourself. *repeats one of the insults he just picked up from Catscan*
Samuel: *laughing muchly now*
Seamus: *snickerfitdie*
Skystrider: *so much vituperation!*
Skywarp: *hands on knees from laughter* Show 'im who you are.
Samuel: *will transform, then*
Seamus: *ditto that, just as soon as he can breathe*
Skystrider: *pauses with a wary look on his face for a moment, but then takes a swipe at Sunstreaker* Your wings are on backward!
Sunstreaker: *acks and laughs as he dodges the swipe* Too slow, Fly-boy! *cackle*
CatScan: ... I swear, if you break what I just fixed...
Skystrider: *pounces. Fast*
Sunstreaker: *CUSS! Wallops baby brother*
Skywarp: *gets Skystrider by the scruff* No status for squashing those turkeys. But you couldn't do it anyway.
Skystrider: *hisses and twists* Let go, #$&#@$#
Sunstreaker: *growl* Don't talk about my mate like that, glitchhead.
Skystrider: *curse!*
Skywarp: Whatever. *tosses him back to the twins*
few moments later
Rachel: *giving Sunstreaker a piece of her mind for taking her away from premie care as she mends his bleeders*
Skystrider: *not sedated but not moving as Glit and Catscan work on him. Is, however, grinning despite having his can handed to him again for the second time in less than two hours*
CatScan: *cursing sulfuriously*
Stormsong: *shaking her sister to try and get Rainbird to stop laughing so hard*
Sideswipe: *dazedly singing something he heard on the radio the other day*
Sunstreaker: *sulking muchly*
Skystrider: *yeah, he lost. But now he knows a lot more moves, and the next guy won't be so lucky* *griiiin*
Rachel: *finishes with Sunstreaker and goes to adjust what's off on Sideswipe* Sky, Starpounder, take these home and put them to bed.
Sunstreaker: *moving to sit up, will look to Skystrider* C'mon, kid. Let's go home.
Sideswipe: *growls at his brother* Who said you get to keep him, glitch? You've already got a big family.
Sunstreaker: Why you!
Rachel: *facepalms and goes to stand by Starscream* Hurry up so I can get back to the infirmary.
Skywarp and Starpounder: *hands on hips with an attitude of waiting*
Stormsong and Rainbird: *don't mind them, having a peaceful brawl over there now*
twins: *bickering and looking like they're about ready to deal blows to one another, then both are yelping as CatScan knocks their heads together*
Skywarp: *holding her head* Oh slag.
Rachel: *blinks and looks sideways up at Starscream*
Starscream: 0_0
CatScan: That is ENOUGH out of both of you.
Starpounder: *brows UP as she watches the newest medic interact with her husband*
CatScan: Sunstreaker, you go with your mate. Sideswipe, you go with yours. *so much warning in her optics*
Sunstreaker: *so much scowl*
Sideswipe: *so much sulk*
Starpounder: What about the boy?
CatScan: I've got a berth he can sleep on.
twins: *dual sulking is a go*
Starscream: *to Rachel* This is scary. When did CatScan get scary?
Rachel: *looks up at him* Not sure. She didn't get it from Scanner.
Skystrider: *muffled* Did she just claim me?
Glit: In your dreams, pup. *work work work*
CatScan: No. You're just getting a place to recharge.
Skystrider: Oh.
Rachel: *shooing motions to the twins* Go. Bed. Now.
Starpounder: *snags husband and PINpoints away*
Rachel: *to Stormsong, who is cheerfully choking her sister* You two better not mess up Lisa's flower beds.
Stormsong: Flower bed's right there. We're right here. *grin*
Skywarp: *still rubbing her head* Streaker?
Sunstreaker: *sulk* Let's go.
Skywarp: You like bed. *reaches for his hand*
Sunstreaker: Yeah... *will nuzzle against her*
Skywarp: *picks him up and warps away*
Glit: There. He should be mobile now. *twitches tail as he steps down off Skystrider and transforms to fluff mode*
CatScan: He's going to sleep once we get to quarters.
Skystrider: *pushing himself to his feet. Sees Starscream and grins cheerfully but without challenge*
Starscream: Go get some rest, Skystrider.
Skystrider: Well, duh. *looks at Catscan, the grin turning flirtatious*
Rachel: *facepalm* As if we didn't have enough Streaker and Swiper around. *takes Glit and PINpoints back to infirmary*
CatScan: *Look* If I have to sedate you to get you to sleep, I will.
Skystrider: *more grin*
CatScan: *can just feel the headache starting* Let's get going.
Skystrider: Okay! *still grinning, and he swaggers as he follows her away, too*
Rainbird: *hoots at him, and then grins at Starscream*
Starscream: I'm not prying anyone up from the floor or out of the walls for the rest of the day.
Skystrider: *blank blink blink*
CatScan: *will head for the Seekerhouse*
Skystrider: *saunters after her, swagger clear in every line despite his welds and still raw scars*
Sidewinder: *looks down from the roof as the pair approaches, then snorts and turns back to her mate* Yes, I see the heart you've painted on the roof. That's a strange shape for a landing pad.
Thrust: It's supposed to be a Velentine's Day card for you. *no he does not know the right pronunciation of the word "Valentine's"*
back on the ground
Skystrider: *up the stairs behind Catscan. Is studying her and deciding that she's pretty*
Whiplash: *pleased with himself. Put another couple boxes of chocolate in CatScan's quarters. Is convinced he's outdone SixShot for the femme's affections... Now to find the femme and show her what he got for her*
CatScan: *just about ready to conk out and sleep in one of the small quarters in the Ark, if only to have some quiet time to think*
Skystrider: *up the steps, following the pretty femme down the hall and trying not to droop. Blinks as his tank grumbles, but then notices that blue and burgundy guy looking at him*
CatScan: *turns to tell Skystrider that she's got some fuel in her quarters*
Whiplash: *dark scowl for the guy he doesn't know, since that guy's standing so close to HIS femme*
Skystrider: *perks about fuel* I'm hungry.
CatScan: Then let's get you some more fuel. The sweet oil won't be enough. *turns to head on up the hall, blinks as she sees Whiplash's expression* ...
Skystrider: *sees Catscan notice the guy's expression. Decides he doesn't like the guy's expression. Puts his hand on the guy's face and shoves his head through the wall in passing*
CatScan: *startled skreek*
Whiplash: *now busy trying to pry himself out of the wall*
Skystrider: *bumps into CatScan and winces* Ow.
CatScan: Idiot. What were you thinking?! *fret, skreek worriedly*
Skystrider: *confused* What?
CatScan: ... *facepalm*
Skystrider: I didn't bump you that hard. *puzzled scowl*
CatScan: You're still recovering from nearly being torn apart twice in one day. *is still facepalming*
Whiplash: *still trying to pry himself out of the wall, will try and kick where he thinks the new guy's standing*
Skystrider: *absently catches the foot and heaves upward, still looking at Catscan*
CatScan: *long-suffering sigh. Will move to lead Skystrider to her quarters* You need to rest.
Skystrider: *follows, after a last absent punch toward the guy that was giving him the stink eye*
Whiplash: *yelps as he stumbles backwards to avoid the punch* *oofs as he lands on his skid*
bittyScream: *pops out of her room and looks at him FUNNY*
lbScream: Fail. Complete and utter fail. *so amused*
Whiplash: *sulk*
bittyScream: *TELLS the blue guy for breaking the wall. TELLS HIM SO MUCH!*
Whiplash: *holds his head and sulks*
meanwhile, Denver's office
Shade: *is that thump as she sort of ran into your half open door, Denver*
Denver: *startles and looks over* Shade? Wh't's wrong?
Shade: *blinking a bit as she leans against the door frame* The nexus changed.
Denver: ... *raised brows* Changed 'n wh't way?
Shade: The whales and the sign are gone. Everything else seems okay. *rubs her eyes and makes a soft sound*
Denver: *concerned* R'e y'u alraght?
Shade: There was this guy with an LOL gun...
Denver: ... *moves to try and scan Shade as best as she can* Wh't sort'a LOL?
Shade: *leans forehead against the door frame* I got pregnant, and had a baby. *nods and jerks awake, stiffening her legs*
Denver: *as she picks up on Shade's distressed heartrate and the second heartrate* Easeh... Le's git y'u both t' th' docs...
Shade: ...And then Blitzwing stepped on him.
Denver: ... Eeew.
Shade: Will you... take my didi? *trembling now*
Denver: *nods and moves to do so*
dark furred baby: *lifts his head from where he's riding on his mother's back and hugging her. Quizzical little trill*
Denver: *gentle clicks as she moves to carefully lift the little guy*
baby: *startled wriggle, but then puts his arms and front legs around her. Is warm and soft, and still slightly damp*
Denver: *more gentle clicks, will move so Shade can lean on her*
Shade: *quietly, sounding dazed* I think I'm going to fall down.
Denver: *careful lean, will PINpoint Shade and the baby to the infirmary*
Rachel: *looks around with a slight scowl, but then eeks quietly and hurries over*
Denver: Shade got LOL'd.
Rachel: *scanning and pressing her lips together, then calls for the hover gurney and helps the dark-furred girl onto it* You've fed baby. That's good. Good work, Shade. Just wait here and I'll bring you somewhere you can rest.
Shade: *puts her head down on the Seeker-size gurney, then sighs and passes out*
Denver: *will get the baby cleaned up and then she'll gently tuck the little guy next to Shade and carefully drape a blanket over him*
baby: *thought the cleanup was greatly interesting, and now he's holding Denver's hand as he snuggles his mama*
Rachel: *as she does a closer check of the new mother* Did you call Starfighter?
Denver: Jes 'bout t'. *slight tilt of her head as she pings the shuttlebot's comm*
Starfighter: //Larry's Lucky Laundry, you splawsh it we wash it.//
Denver: //...Y'u've been spendin' way too much tahm 'round Rachel.//
Starfighter: //How can any time be too much time around Gramma?// *laugh*
Denver: //Wh'n y'u staht imitatin' 'er. Anehway, c'n y'u c'me t' th' infirmary?//
Starfighter: *suddenly worried tone in his voice* //What happened?//
Denver: //Ah'll 'splain wh'n y'u git 'eah. But don' make a big fuss.//
Starfighter: //Okay. Gotta go, Ryan. Will you save our place? Thanks.//
Denver: *will quietly hum a lullaby for the baby*
baby: *has mama, has a friend, has a full belly and warmth, is sleeeeepy and happy*
Rachel: *bustling around back in one of the big rooms, making a bed on the floor with mats and pillows*
Denver: *dings Rachel's comm with a message that Starfighter is on his way down*
Rachel: //Okay. Can you bring them back? Just push the gurney.//
Denver: //Will do.// *moves to carefully push the gurney*
gurney: *heads down the hall under Denver's guidance, its lights blinking gently*
Rachel: *looks around from the nest she's made, and then comes over to grab the end of the gurney* Thanks, Flash.
Denver: *soft chuckle* Ah'll go debrief Stahfahghtah.
Rachel: Okay. *busy lowering the gurney to the bed*
Starfighter: *just trotting in with Mist beside him as Denver gets back to the front room*
Denver: *serious* No raisin' a fuss.
Starfighter: *stops short and frowns at her, the silver of his alt mode fur glinting in the lights* Okay...
Denver: Shade went t' th' Nexus earliah, 'n got LOL'd.
Starfighter: *tenses up just slightly as he signs for Mist*
Mist: *frowns and very lightly stamps one front hoof*
Denver: She's alrahght, jes' tahrd. 'N y'all 'ave a new 'erd membah.
Starfighter: *eyes widen* She ran into the couch gas bomber? Who's the dad?
Mist: *looks at his hands and just watches*
Denver: 'T w'sn't th' bombah. She got sprayed wit' a squirt gun.
Starfighter: *as Mist blinks* ...I'm confused. The gas was in a squirt gun?
Denver: 'T w'sn't gas. 'T w's s'me sort'a liquid.
Starfighter: *frowns* *quietly* And the dad?
Denver: Ah dunno 'f th're 's 'un
Rachel: *coming in just then* Nope. That little guy is pretty much all Shade, with a few variations on which genes are active.
Mist: *pats Starfighter's hands. Wants to know what the doctor just said*
Starfighter: Sorry. *signs*
Denver: Th'y jes' need sleep, f'r now. *signing once Starfighter has finished explaining*
Rachel: *hands busy now too* Whatever this guy used, it made her go through a normal pregnancy, in an abnormally fast time. So she's going to need a lot of rest and food over the next few days.
Starfighter: *anger showing in his face now*
Denver: She'll be alrahght though.
Starfighter: Any news on the guy that did it?
Rachel: *looks quizzically at Denver*
Denver: Best t' ask Blitzwing. 'E stepped 'n th' gah.
Starfighter and Mist: *both look shocked and ill*
Rachel: Later, though. Right now Shade needs you guys, and baby needs to know who his family is.
Mist: *nods her hand and looks toward the hallway*
Denver: Th're's a nest made up alreadeh.
Starfighter: *letting Mist herd him toward the hall now* Nest?
Rachel: Yeah, you guys aren't going to all fit on a bed. Even a Seeker bed. *grins at the herding*
Denver: *nod, chuckling softly* Th're're pillows 'n blankets.
Starfighter: *slightly shaky grin* Pillows and blankets are good. *turns and trots off down the hall, Mist at his flank*
Rachel: *tired sigh as she reports to Patrick*
Patrick: //Yes, Rachel?//
Rachel: //Shade got LOLed and is now a mother to this long legged bit of fuzzy squee. And Blitzwing stepped on someone in the Nexus. Which, no longer has a sign, apparently.//
Patrick: //... As if things weren't interesting enough.//
Rachel: //And you've got Jean and Rose Havoc in your family now. They adopted Dawnflash.// Denver, stop looking at those guys. You already have three babies.
Denver: Aww.
Patrick: *chuckles quietly* //I just hope it doesn't go to Jean's head.//
Bea: *sympathetic grin for Denver*
Denver: *soft clicks, will go to the creche and play with littles there, then*
Rachel: //If it does, Rose will beat it out of him.// *goes to look for mint chocolate in her desk*
Patrick: //I don't doubt it.//
Rachel: //You have anything I need to know?// *waves to Denver and comes to look over the premies with Bea, absently chewing mint chocolate toffee as she does*
Patrick: //Other than the fact that Lisa's making quinoa lasagna?//
Rachel: ... //Oh dear. I'll make backup lunch plans, in case.//
Patrick: //Then I think we're up to speed on everything so far.//
Rachel: //Okay, Chief. Crusher out.//
Patrick: //Talk to you later. Picard out.// *sounds like he's chuckling*
Rachel: *starts testing sparklet reflexes, crooning to the bittybots as she does*
elsewhere, meanwhile
Nightstrike: *looks into where Nightbird is*
Nightbird: *being used as a pillow by Demolisher, Taiyou, Prowl, and Wasp. Also managed to gank Destiny somehow*
Nightstrike: *comes in and kneels, bowing her head*
Nightbird: *quietly, so as not to wake sleeping husband* You don't have to do that, Nightstrike.
Destiny: *is a sleepy peek at the newcomer*
Nightstrike: *also quiet, as she lifts her head* Blitzwing has locked himself into a cell and won't come out.
Nightbird: ... *raised brow ridge as she dings the officer's comm*
Blitzwing: //Blitz here.//
Nightbird: //Nightstrike reported that you locked yourself in a cell and won't come out.//
Blitzwing: *low grumble* //You weren't supposed to be disturbed, Lady.//
Nightbird: //What happened?//
Blitzwing: *stoically* //I killed a human, and I'm awaiting judgement.//
Nightbird: *sits up a bit* //... When, and where?//
Blitzwing: //He'd shot some kind of stuff at Shade that made her have a baby.// *voice shows his upset and stress at that event, despite his age and experience* //Then he was pointing the gun at her again. I stepped on him.//
Nightbird: //... You were preventing him from doing further harm to Shade.//
Blitzwing: //The laws still say not to kill, except in war.//
Nightbird: //You were preventing further assault.// *quietly thinking for a few moments* //There might be a sub-clause to the laws in regards to that.//
Prowl: *absent, sleepy murmuring of a protocol number*
Blitzwing: *silent as he looks it up* *then* //This is from the human legal laws.//
Nightbird: //...It is?// *has almost no knowledge of the human legal system*
Prowl: //Still applies... Blitzwing.// *and then he's conking out again*
Wasp: *snuggle, purrr*
Nightbird: //Would it apply in this case, do you think?//
Blitzwing: *unsure* //Prowl thinks it does. What does Prime say?//
Nightbird: //Let's ask him.// *pings Patrick's comm and relays the situation to him*
Blitzwing: *listens, absently aware of his baby brother, with Bunny on his back, picking the lock to his cell*
Patrick: //In this case, Prowl's right, plus the incident didn't happen on Earth. ... Why don't we have any laws like this in our own protocols?//
Blitzwing: *absently* //We didn't interact with organic species very much.//
Patrick: //... Makes sense. In this case, you didn't do anything wrong, Blitzwing.//
Blitzwing: //Thor sure is though.// *slight amusement*
Patrick: //... I don't want to know.//
Blitzwing: *shows him the busy young lock picker anyway*
Patrick: //...// *facepalm* *sends the remote signal to unlock the door*
Thor: *soft, startled sound, but then pushes the door open and looks up at his older brother, his blond hair standing up all over his head as Usagi peeks over his shoulder with wide eyes*
Nightbird: //Comet's probably looking for you as well, if WakeJumper isn't.// *soft chuckle*
Blitzwing: //Comet knows where I am.// *gets up and transforms, then scoops Usagi into his arms before making Thor's hair stand up even worse*
Usagi: *snuggles*
Thor: *grins and clicks*
Nightbird: *more chuckling* //Then go introduce Thor to WakeJumper, if they haven't already met.//
Blitzwing: //They haven't yet. And you're right, Lady. It's time for that scraplet's training.//
Nightbird: //He's probably waiting for you, then.//
Blitzwing: *grinning* //Yes, and he'll be able to fly with Blitzstrike's triad this time.// *already heading for the door of the holding area, his Usagi and younger brother close*
Nightbird: *chuckles* //Safe flying, Blitzwing.//
Blitzwing: //Thanks, Warlady. Blitzwing out.// *goes to introduce three little multichangers and a dragonfly to the joys of sky tag*
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Jean: *has a bit of a sulk going on. Bitsy decided she was going to the creche today, and Rose chased him off after she went for her morning ride on Mist and Valentina about had a nervous breakdown*
Rose: *is that rumble of discontent from where she now working with the heart-branded Frisian mare*
Jean: *remembers how he, Rose and Bitsy spent Valentine's day at a pet convention in the Nexus* *also remembers his surprise when he'd seen equine creatures from all over the multiverse, and his pride when he was able to buy Valentina and order a specially made saddle for Rose*
Rachel: *pings Jean's radio*
Jean: *blink* Er... Hello?
Rachel: //Jean, do you guys still want to adopt when we get more kids in?//
Jean: ... Well, yeah.
Rachel: //What about a child that needs special care?//
Jean: ... What sort of special care?
Rachel: //Things related to being born prematurely.//
Jean: *quiet for a few moments* *then* Yeah.
Rachel: //You're up for a boy. He's Cybertronian.//
Jean: ... So Bitsy's getting a brother? *bit of a grin in his voice now*
Rachel: //Yup. We're just going to transfer him to a better protoform. Do you want to be there for the surgery?//
Jean: Lemme talk to Rose, and then we'll be down there.
Rachel: //Alright. Don't take too long.//
Jean: See you soon, Rachel.
Rachel: //Okay. Oh, and his name is Dawnflash. Rachel out.//
Jean: *soft chuckle, turns to hurry over to where Rose is*
Rose: *cussing Valentina for being so sweet and quick to obey her*
Jean: *moving close to the fence* Hey, Rose?
Rose: I told you to @#$&$#@ off, Jean. *doesn't turn from the gently affectionate mare*
Jean: Rachel found us another kid.
Rose: *drops the training whip and uses both hands to push Valentina away so she can turn her chair and look at him* What? I didn' see any ship landin'.
Jean: This one's Cybertronian. And he's a preemie, so he's gonna need a lot of love.
Rose: *expression changes from confusion to concern* Preemie? How the heck does that work? *reaches up and unhooks the lunge rein from her horse and then tells the mare to go play so that she can wheel toward her husband*
Jean: No idea, but they're gonna be putting him in a better shell, and Rachel asked if we wanted to be there for the surgery.
Rose: Lemme get cleaned up. *PINpoint flash and gone!*
Jean: *soft chuckle, heads for the house to grab a spare blanket*
Rose: *rattling around in the bathroom, and giving the occasional breathless cuss*
Jean: *absently wondering if he should grab some of the baby toys Bitsy didn't want*
Rose: *clunk* Ow!
Jean: Rose, you okay? *will come check on her*
Rose: *wearing clean jeans and has wet hair, halfway into a clean long sleeve T* I hit my funny bone 'n can't feel my stinkin' arm! .>_<.
Jean: *meeps* We'll have Rachel or one of the others take a look while we're there.
Rose: Just stick the dang thing through the sleeve 'n rub it.
Jean: *will do so, but totally intends to have one of the medics take a look, just to be on the safe side*
Rose: *moves arm and makes a sound of satisfaction. Grabs her cane and then throws arms around husband's neck* Y'know where yer PINpoint is, right, jackass?
Jean: *hand in pocket, PINpoint out* Yup.
Rose: Git goin', then.
Jean: *will bring her to the infirmary then*
Bea: *looks around from where she's tending to and giving checkups to a row of four tiny sparklets* They're in room 1.
Rose: *staring at those tinies, who don't seem much bigger than Bitsy*
Jean: *small nod, will move to help Rose over to room 1*
Rose: *forget walking! Shaking arms suddenly tight around Jean's neck as she practically climbs him out of sheer nerves*
Jean: *bit of an o.0 look for her, will continue towards room 1*
Rose: *hides her face against his neck*
Ratchet: *looks up from where she's talking to the tiny, pale pink sparklet on the bed and smiles at the prospective parents* Hey, guys. Okay, Russ. You can go get the protoform now. I think it's over by the adult Seeker ones.
Rose: Seeker??
Russell: *nods to Rachel, will go get the sparklet shell*
Jean: ... So we've got a fly baby?
Rachel: You will someday. *slight, tired grin* It'll take him awhile, I'm not sure that transferring him will help with his sight.
Jean: Aww...
Rachel: The flock okayed you. *gently strokes the little Seeklet's helm and is squeaked at softly*
Jean: *blink blink, so surprised. Will look to Rose for her opinion*
Rose: *frowns* Well, we're already part'a Soundwave's family. Bein' Seekers can't be much worse.
Rachel: *snerk*
Jean: *chuckles* *and then his attention's going to Russell's startled yelp*
Rachel: *straightens* //Russ?//
Russell: //One of the adult Seeker shells just sat upand looked at me!// *freaked out*
Rachel: ... //Don't move, be right there.// *quickly wraps Dawnflash in a blanket, then tucks him into Jean's arms with Rose as she hurries out of the room* *stumbles slightly as she stops by the door of the parts room, but then strides inside*
Seeker: *sitting and looking at Russ with curious lilac optics. Is a male decorated with red and yellow*
Russell: *doing his best not to panic, is watching the Seeker with wide eyes*
Rachel: *steps forward calmly, skreeking a soft greeting*
Seeker: *blinks and looks confused, then clicks quietly before startling and touching his throat*
Rachel: *quirks a brow even as she scans, and then she's gasping with a hand over her mouth* I always knew Sam and Shay were idiots.
Russell: ... You mean...
Rachel: This is their little twin brothers who died yesterday. And who didn't stay dead.
Russell: ... *will scan the Seeker* *and boggle*
Rachel: *facepalming as she holds her other hand out to the big youngling and clicks to him softly* //Skylar, please come get this kid out of my storeroom and bring him to his brothers.//
Skylar: //...What are you talking about?//
Rachel: //Remember our casualties from yesterday?//
Skylar: //... Yes. But what does that have to do with what you've asked?// *just a bit peeved sounding. Is likely still upset about the actions of his own younger brother*
Rachel: *shows him what she's looking at* //Sam and Shay's brothers didn't die.//
Skylar: //... That explains what had them in a tizzy earlier...// *will PINpoint down to the infirmary after letting Melissa know that he has to go get someone*
Rachel: *patpats Russell* Snap out of it, Russ.
Russell: *shaky gasp, and quickly wipes at his eyes*
Rachel: *soft meep and offers a hug* Russ?
Seeker: *worried frown*
Russell: *does need hugs, Rachel* *will click softly*
Rachel: *quietly* What's wrong, buddy?
Russell: *quietly* It doesn't feel like we've done enough... Even though we did get most of the kids.
Rachel: We're doing everything we can. Fluffy will have the entire place mapped soon, and then we can move.
Russell: *very small nod*
Rachel: *gives him a gentle poke* *softly* You and Rinny still have your names up on the list for a kid?
Russell: ... Do we? *checking* I know we got one of the human children that Roughsong and her husband brought...
Rachel: *nods* Your names are on the list. I put them there myself, because one of the newsparks that were ready to be decanted has coding from one of you guys.
Russell: *surprised expression is a go* Oh?
Rachel: *databursts him a picture, of a perfect tiny Red Alert sitting and examining some blocks as one of the gorgon babies gives him detailed instructions as to their use*
Russell: Oh, my goodness...
Rachel: Yeah, I know. That gorgon kid's nudie again. But look at the bitty. *slight grin, her eyes holding a bit of their usual twinkle*
Russell: Does he have a name yet?
Rachel: *chuckle* He's letting it be known that he is ResQ.
Russell: Aww... *will let Rinny know about this*
Serenity: *d'awww-ing over comms*
Rachel: *bit of a grin, and then pokes Skylar on his private channel* //Did you get lost, buddy?// *tugs gently on Russell's arm* Come on, let's get Dawnflash into his new shell. Can you hear him over there?
Dawnflash: *soft crooning sparklet song can be heard from the infirmary room*
Skylar: //Nope. Just griefing Jean.//
Jean: *calling Skylar all manner of not-cuss names*
Rachel: //Then you're lost. Because the new kid's over here in the parts room.//
Skylar: //But Jean's so fun to torment...//
Jean: *is also quite skilled at bootshop delivery when he wants to be!*
Skylar: *startled squawk*
Rachel: o.o *hurries out to make sure Jean's not going to drop Rose or Dawnflash!*
Jean: *protective hold on wife and babby*
Skylar: *scowling at Jean, and making his way to the parts room*
Rachel: *baps Skylar in passing* *quietly* And don't even think of griefing Russ.
Skylar: *sulk*
Jean: What a jerk. *frown*
Rachel: *quietly* He's mourning. //Russ, once Skylar's there, come on back. I still need an assistant.//
Russell: //Alright.// *footsteps can be heard approaching shortly thereafter*
Rose: *frowns at Rachel as she hands the softly singing Seeklet over* Mournin'?
Rachel: *nods and brings the babby to the bed, then lays him down and clicks to him softly as she unwraps him* His younger brother.
Rose: *sad and concerned look in her eyes as she looks back to her husband*
Jean: *frown* I didn't know he had a younger brother...
Russell: *small nod* He did, at one point... *will move to be ready to assist Rachel*
Rachel: *looks at the new protoform and sees that Russell prepped it on the way* He came from the same place these guys did. Oh, and I forgot something.
Rose: *deep scowl, but now she's distracted by what's going on by her baby* What'd you forget, Doc?
Jean: *concerned expression is a go* What sort of something?
Rachel: By adopting this guy you're becoming part of the Prime's family too.
Jean: ... *snerk*
Rachel: This little guy has some of Susana's coding. She decided that right now Mark needs her too much for her to be primary mother to a newspark who's also got some difficulties. But she wants you to know she'll always be there for you and him.
Rose: So we ain't got a kid yet that we don't gotta share. *slight miffed frown*
Russell: You're his primary caregivers. He'll imprint on you, and likely see Susana as a favorite aunt.
Rachel: *chuckles as she gently sedates the Seeklet* It's not sharing, guys. It's becoming part of something bigger.
Jean: Only problem I have with it is that Scarlett and Alicia are as annoying as my sisters back home.
Rose: *slowly* I never had any sisters. *or much family, being a military brat herself*
Rachel: Scarlett's moving to Japan after Ali's wedding. Okay, Russ. Ready for transfer.
Rose: *hands bunch up on Jean's shirt as her attention snaps back to Dawnflash*
Russell: *will assist with the transfer*
Jean: Ah, so we won't see her as often... At least we get to keep the nice sisters. Susana, 'Brina, and Ferdy are fun to talk to. *calm, nonchalant attitude is a go*
Rachel: *lifts the tiny spark free and looks at the calm pulsing* That's Susie's son alright. *settles him into his new body and watches for a moment to see if he's going to be alright*
Dawnflash: *pauses for a moment, but then the new protoform is taking colour and features and he's fussing quietly to let the bigs know that he's uncomfortable and wants loved*
Jean: Awww...
Russell: Vitals are looking good... He'll just need time to rest and imprint, I think.
Rose: *lets out a breath, and then absently marvels that she knows what all that means*
Jean: *will move to bring Rose closer to the sparklet*
Rachel: *carefully closes up the little chest, then wraps the bitty in the blanket he's shown a liking for and cuddles him for a moment as he makes soft skreeks and clicks and tries to lift his head* *then offers him to his new parents* He's not very strong yet. You'll have to treat him like a human newborn.
Jean: *moves close enough that Rose can reach the little guy* *wants to hold wife and baby at the same time*
Rose: *accepts the bitty and croons to him softly an old mountain song about a ghost dancing under the moon* You're beautiful. Yes you are.
Dawnflash: *snuggles and sighs, his little optic shutters dropping*
Jean: *feels like he's king of the bleeping world now* *will look to see if he can bring his wife and son home*
Rachel: Go on home. Somebody will bring Bitsy later. And you're on leave for the next three weeks, Jean.
Rose: *without looking up from babby* Great, I gotta put up with his crap all day.
Jean: Yes ma'am. *smile* *will bring family home*
Rachel: *turns and hugs Russell* Go get your baby brother. He just bit Cliffjumper hard enough to leave dents.
Russell: ... *facepalm* *PINpoints to the creche*
Rachel: Ack! *is mobbed by happy kids* //Skylar, you're on your owwwwn! Bea, I'll be back as soon as I can.//
Bea: *laughing now from where she's standing by the table with the other premies on it*
premies: *little wriggles, and one grin at the laughter*
young Seeker: *shoves past Skylar, who he's been ignoring in favour of checking himself out, to go see what the laughing is*
Skylar: Ack! Hey! *hurries out after the Seeker*
Bea: *looks up as the Seeker comes into the main room, noting that he's in a burly shell like Nullfire's* Oh hey. Bet you need datachips, huh?
Skylar: The sooner he gets the data he needs, the better.
Bea: Will you watch these guys, sir? They're premature, and need to know someone's close.
Skylar: Sure... *moves to click and skreek to the premies*
Bea: *jogs back to the storeroom and grabs a set of basic Seeker datachips, in tasty blue plastic. Returns and offers them to the Seeker*
Seeker: *YES! DOWNLOAD TIMES*
Bea: *back over by Skylar, and patpats his arm* *softly, with sympathy* Hey.
Skylar: *small nod to show he heard you, Bea*
Bea: *still quiet* How's Wolfie?
Skylar: He's doing well.
Bea: *slight grin* I heard about what he and Demolisher and Sirius did to Reggie this morning.
Skylar: *soft snerk* Reggie needs to learn to share.
Bea: Was he hording food again?
Skylar: Yeah... And this time, it wasn't just 'Wolf, Demolisher, and Sirius... The triplets and Regulus got in on things too. *chuckles*
Bea: Wow... No wonder Theo was laughing so hard.
Skylar: Yup. *more chuckle*
Bea: *starts to say something else, but instead leaps into Skylar's arms as 'Too Sexy For My Life' booms out behind them*
Skylar: *transforms on reflex*
Bea: *looks over his shoulder and says something very rude to the young Seeker* You're supposed to be downloading.
Seeker: *shakes booty and plays the music* I did! :D
Starscream: ... Oh, great. He's Sunstreaker and Sideswipe all over again.
Bea: *grouchily* Are you surprised? Get him out of here, okay? *moves to jump down*
Starscream: *will carefully set her down and move to grab the young Seeker by the wrist*
Seeker: Hey! *tries to tug away, but then laughs and bolts for the door, testing the older mech*
Starscream: *annoyed growl, PINpoints for the door*
Seeker: *yelps and gives Starscream a wide-eyed look, then wibbles and puts his hand to his abdomen* That didn't feel good.
Starscream: Then quit being a brat. *moves to lead the way to where the creche is, knowing that Samuel and Seamus are there today* We'll get you some fuel in a bit.
Seeker: *grouches and tugs at his wrist* I'm not a brat. I'm Skystrider!
Starscream: And I'm the Air Commander.
Seeker: *challenge in those lavender eyes* So?
Starscream: *will reach to bap Skystrider upside the head* So that means you don't rank high enough to be mouthing off yet.
Skystrider: *angry skreek and another jerk at his wrist* Your exhaust stinks!
Starscream: *skreeks right back, and moves to get Skystrider in a headlock* Quit being so stupid. *will try to drag the younger Seeker to the creche* You'll only egg Tweedle Derp and Tweedle Derpier on, and that's the last thing we need!
Skystrider: *struggles and skreeks and growls*
dark green Seeker femme with lighter green accents: *coming to see what all the fuss is about*
Skystrider: *just used his claws on Starscream's aft*
Starscream: *will screech and go for Skystrider's wings*
Seeker femme: *facepalm, comms Sky and Storm before moving to try and break up the scrapping mechs* *skreek skreek skreek!*
Cliffjumper: Hey, what the scrap!? Not in here, you jerks! OUT! *slaps a fist into his palm as bitties cling to his legs and little Seekers shrilly skreek their approval of the fight*
Seeker femme: Then quit dawdling and help me get them out of here! *skreeking frantically as she tries to pry the two Seekers apart*
Skywarp, Stormsong, and Rainbird: *appear. Look at the fight, and then grab everyone involved and teleport them outside*
Skystrider: *bit of a gag, but doesn't stop his fighting*
Starscream: *MAD* *not going to stop fighting any time soon*
Seeker femme: Oh, for the love of... *startled screech as she catches an elbow to the face. Then she's going in with teeth and claws*
Stormsong: Catscan, hold up. *gets the other femme around the middle* They need to do this.
Skywarp: *watching with an intense frown*
Rainbird: *just amused*
CatScan: *cycling air and shaking*
Skywarp: Who the slag is that, anyway? That's Nullfire's shell type, but I don't know that guy. ...But it seems like I do.
Rainbird: *kicks an available aft as it comes her way*
CatScan: *still shaking a bit, and looking a bit queasy now*
Stormsong: *rubs the Seeker medic's back as she watches the fight*
Starscream: *will also aim fists at Skystrider's head*
Skystrider: *fists right back! Tries to use his greater weight and size to an advantage*
Starscream: *putting vorns of combat experience to use, will also go for wing joints and other sensitive areas where wiring might be exposed*
CatScan: *quietly* I-I need to disengage.
Stormsong: I'll catch you. *hands to the medic's cockpit*
CatScan: *cockpit opens a few moments later, and then the human component is tumbling out and trying not to puke*
Stormsong: *takes her a little distance away, and then transforms and rubs her back*
CatScan: *shivering and skreeking softly* *deep breaths as she tries to calm her guts down*
Storm: *quietly, with respect for the girl's profession* What's wrong?
CatScan: *quietly* Gyros got knocked out of sync in the armor. Feels like I took a harder blow to the head than I thought I did...
Storm: Oh. Easy to fix. *transforms and goes over to do so*
Skystrider: *on the ground now, leaking badly and firmly pinned* *growls and hisses, but submits* *sulk!*
Starscream: *cycling air and hissing just a bit himself. Is also leaking in places, but will move to let Skystrider sit up* *if not for the fact that he finds the kid completely and utterly annoying, he'd be impressed with how well the brat did in combat*
Skywarp: *steps forward to help her brother with the youngster* Who is this, Screamer?
Skystrider: *snerk as he sits up* Screamer. *snerk. But then blinks and wobbles as his wing falls off*
Starscream: *frowns at the fallen wing* This is Skystrider. He's related to you, 'Warp.
CatScan: *skreeking quietly to herself and considering getting back in her shell*
Stormsong: There. Fixed.
Skywarp: *glances toward Stormsong and CatScan, but then grabs the young Seeker by the chin and scowls at his face* Related to me?
Starscream: Because of your mate.
Skywarp: *soft hiss* He's a Streaker clone? How the frag did he get wings?
Starscream: Ask Ratchet.
CatScan: *soon situated back in her shell, and coming over to see who needs the most repairs* ... *face. Palm* You two...
Skywarp: She's being mobbed. I'm asking you, Screamer. *frowns and comms her mate*
Samuel: *pings busy* *and inadvertently shares that he and Seamus are fighting over something*
Starscream: He's not just a Sunstreaker clone... He's a Sideswipe and Sunstreaker clone. As for why he wound up as one of ours? No idea. *hisses as CatScan works on patching up a leak*
CatScan: *threatens to belt him with a wrench if he doesn't hold still*
Skywarp: //Sam, you and Swiper have been cloned. He's out here falling apart after going for Screamer's neck.//
Samuel: *string of obscenities*
CatScan: *gets fed up with Starscream being such a terrible patient, will ignore him now in favor of fixing Skystrider, since the Air Commander's not in any real danger of bleeding out*
Skystrider: *rubs his optics, and then lifts his head to show that they're faint from weakness and low energy, but full of interest as he studies her* *boyish grin* Hi.
Rainbird: *laughs, very amused by him*
Stormsong: *shakes head*
CatScan: *soft 'tsk' as she works to repair the young Seeker* Honestly, getting into a fight like that when you're low on energy... *work work work* *mutters something about duct taping Starscream to the nearest wall*
Starscream: *scowl at the medic. Heard that comment, lady*
Skywarp: //Quit cussing and get out here.// *sends coordinates*
Skystrider: He asked for it!
CatScan: You two should have waited to have your dominance spat until after you'd had a chance to fuel, kid.
Samuel: *PINpoints in, dragging Seamus with him in a headlock*
Seamus: *flailing and trying to grab at his brother's hair*
Skywarp: *grabs mate and brother in law and clocks their heads together* Stop that.
Skystrider: Why waste the moment. *ducks his head slightly and then peeks at Catscan flirtatiously*
CatScan: *not amused, will skreek sulfuriously as she works*
Samuel: *yelps*
Seamus: *ditto that, and add in a bit of a shake* What the heck?!
Skywarp: *turns them toward the medic cussing* Look.
Samuel: *look* *cuss*
Seamus: ... So who gets to keep him?
Skywarp: I have no idea. *looks back in time to see Skystrider laugh and try to touch Catscan's face* Ugh, he's as stupid as you are.
CatScan: *growl, pins that hand back down so she can finish working on it* Stay still.
Skystrider: Your eyes are so gorgeous. They look like the sky.
Skywarp: *snerk*
CatScan: Mech, if you don't stay still, I'm going to sedate you.
Samuel: *shares a look with Seamus, then both are snickering*
Skywarp: Yeah, yuck it up. You guys get that all the time.
Skystrider: *deep thought, and then brightens as he thinks of something to say* You don't need to do that to have your way with me.
Skywarp: ...That's the same crap you just told me during our last sparring match, Sam.
Samuel: *face. Palm*
Seamus: *dead of lulz, kthx*
CatScan: ... *tags Skystrider with a sedation tab*
Skystrider: *quiet yelp, and then conks out*
Stormsong: How was he even still awake anyway?
Rainbird: His stupidfu is strong! :D
CatScan: Indeed. *back to work saving the derp's life*
Samuel: So whose aft did he try to kick again?
Skywarp: *points to the Air Commander*
Seamus: *snickerfit* Dude...
Samuel: *facepalm as he gets a good look at Starscream's damage*
Skywarp: *just got data from Russell* Yeah, and he's a newborn, guys. He just showed up in that shell without any memories. And he's running on empty.
CatScan: Someone go get an emergency ration for him? *still working*
Skywarp: Sam, hand over the bottle of sweet oil.
Samuel: *bit of a sulk as he surrenders his orange fizzy oil*
Skywarp: *offers the oil to CatScan* Here.
CatScan: *nods and moves to pour the contents of the bottle into Skystrider's tank*
Skywarp: Can you tell me anything else about him?
CatScan: Other than that he's got coding from Sunstreaker and Sideswipe? No.
Skywarp: *looks to Starscream*
Starscream: He originally was two of the kids the Buckethead had as slaves.
Skywarp: Wait, what? Megatron had kids as slaves? He had copies of Streaker and Swiper as slaves? *optics show a glint of red*
Starscream: *nod* *quietly* A lot of them are here, now.
Skywarp: So why are the little Streaker and Swiper here, together, trying to pick up the flock medic?
Starscream: Because they took a wrong turn when aiming for the Well?
Skywarp: *optics go white* What?
Starscream: That's all I know. Ratchet, and possibly Red, would know more.
Skywarp: Somebody killed them?
Samuel: ...
Seamus: ... WHAT?!
Skywarp: *pings Patrick*
Patrick: //Yes, Skywarp?//
Skywarp: *shows the Prime the young red and yellow Seeker laying on the ground with puddles around him as Catscan works on him* //What the slag is this, sir?//
Patrick: //... Who is that?//
Skywarp: *scowls with surprise* //I'm told it's Streaker and Swiper's clones.//
Patrick: //... What?!//
Skywarp: //I'm told that this is Streaker and Swiper's clones. That they took a wrong turn on the way to the Well and wound up in Nullfire's spare shell. And they just tried taking Screamer on.//
Patrick: //...// *facepalm is audible over comms*
Skywarp: //Are you telling me you didn't know anything about him, Chief?//
Patrick: //This is the first I've heard of him, Skywarp.// *pauses* *and then he's sending her part of the report he received the day before*
Skywarp: *reads it over, and then blinks and looks at the twins* They killed a Sixshot.
Samuel: ...
Seamus: ...
both: Holy slag.
Skywarp: And he crushed them like bugs before he went out.
twins: *wincing muchly now*
CatScan: *has finished repairing Skystrider, will reverse the sedation on the youngster, and then she'll get up to tend to the rest of Starscream's injuries*
Skywarp: *reads further* Megs hadn't even given them full systems. They had some kind of plug in dealie for energy. And he deliberately starved them.
Samuel: *much growling is a go*
Seamus: *expression darkening*
Starscream: *much frowning, and some muttered cursing as he hears how the younglings died*
Skystrider: *sits up dizzily and holds his head, then burps and looks mystified*
Skywarp: *distracted as Rainbird cackles* *snigger*
Samuel: Laaame.
Skystrider: *stops blinking and gives Samuel a dirty look* Lame yourself. *repeats one of the insults he just picked up from Catscan*
Samuel: *laughing muchly now*
Seamus: *snickerfitdie*
Skystrider: *so much vituperation!*
Skywarp: *hands on knees from laughter* Show 'im who you are.
Samuel: *will transform, then*
Seamus: *ditto that, just as soon as he can breathe*
Skystrider: *pauses with a wary look on his face for a moment, but then takes a swipe at Sunstreaker* Your wings are on backward!
Sunstreaker: *acks and laughs as he dodges the swipe* Too slow, Fly-boy! *cackle*
CatScan: ... I swear, if you break what I just fixed...
Skystrider: *pounces. Fast*
Sunstreaker: *CUSS! Wallops baby brother*
Skywarp: *gets Skystrider by the scruff* No status for squashing those turkeys. But you couldn't do it anyway.
Skystrider: *hisses and twists* Let go, #$&#@$#
Sunstreaker: *growl* Don't talk about my mate like that, glitchhead.
Skystrider: *curse!*
Skywarp: Whatever. *tosses him back to the twins*
Rachel: *giving Sunstreaker a piece of her mind for taking her away from premie care as she mends his bleeders*
Skystrider: *not sedated but not moving as Glit and Catscan work on him. Is, however, grinning despite having his can handed to him again for the second time in less than two hours*
CatScan: *cursing sulfuriously*
Stormsong: *shaking her sister to try and get Rainbird to stop laughing so hard*
Sideswipe: *dazedly singing something he heard on the radio the other day*
Sunstreaker: *sulking muchly*
Skystrider: *yeah, he lost. But now he knows a lot more moves, and the next guy won't be so lucky* *griiiin*
Rachel: *finishes with Sunstreaker and goes to adjust what's off on Sideswipe* Sky, Starpounder, take these home and put them to bed.
Sunstreaker: *moving to sit up, will look to Skystrider* C'mon, kid. Let's go home.
Sideswipe: *growls at his brother* Who said you get to keep him, glitch? You've already got a big family.
Sunstreaker: Why you!
Rachel: *facepalms and goes to stand by Starscream* Hurry up so I can get back to the infirmary.
Skywarp and Starpounder: *hands on hips with an attitude of waiting*
Stormsong and Rainbird: *don't mind them, having a peaceful brawl over there now*
twins: *bickering and looking like they're about ready to deal blows to one another, then both are yelping as CatScan knocks their heads together*
Skywarp: *holding her head* Oh slag.
Rachel: *blinks and looks sideways up at Starscream*
Starscream: 0_0
CatScan: That is ENOUGH out of both of you.
Starpounder: *brows UP as she watches the newest medic interact with her husband*
CatScan: Sunstreaker, you go with your mate. Sideswipe, you go with yours. *so much warning in her optics*
Sunstreaker: *so much scowl*
Sideswipe: *so much sulk*
Starpounder: What about the boy?
CatScan: I've got a berth he can sleep on.
twins: *dual sulking is a go*
Starscream: *to Rachel* This is scary. When did CatScan get scary?
Rachel: *looks up at him* Not sure. She didn't get it from Scanner.
Skystrider: *muffled* Did she just claim me?
Glit: In your dreams, pup. *work work work*
CatScan: No. You're just getting a place to recharge.
Skystrider: Oh.
Rachel: *shooing motions to the twins* Go. Bed. Now.
Starpounder: *snags husband and PINpoints away*
Rachel: *to Stormsong, who is cheerfully choking her sister* You two better not mess up Lisa's flower beds.
Stormsong: Flower bed's right there. We're right here. *grin*
Skywarp: *still rubbing her head* Streaker?
Sunstreaker: *sulk* Let's go.
Skywarp: You like bed. *reaches for his hand*
Sunstreaker: Yeah... *will nuzzle against her*
Skywarp: *picks him up and warps away*
Glit: There. He should be mobile now. *twitches tail as he steps down off Skystrider and transforms to fluff mode*
CatScan: He's going to sleep once we get to quarters.
Skystrider: *pushing himself to his feet. Sees Starscream and grins cheerfully but without challenge*
Starscream: Go get some rest, Skystrider.
Skystrider: Well, duh. *looks at Catscan, the grin turning flirtatious*
Rachel: *facepalm* As if we didn't have enough Streaker and Swiper around. *takes Glit and PINpoints back to infirmary*
CatScan: *Look* If I have to sedate you to get you to sleep, I will.
Skystrider: *more grin*
CatScan: *can just feel the headache starting* Let's get going.
Skystrider: Okay! *still grinning, and he swaggers as he follows her away, too*
Rainbird: *hoots at him, and then grins at Starscream*
Starscream: I'm not prying anyone up from the floor or out of the walls for the rest of the day.
Skystrider: *blank blink blink*
CatScan: *will head for the Seekerhouse*
Skystrider: *saunters after her, swagger clear in every line despite his welds and still raw scars*
Sidewinder: *looks down from the roof as the pair approaches, then snorts and turns back to her mate* Yes, I see the heart you've painted on the roof. That's a strange shape for a landing pad.
Thrust: It's supposed to be a Velentine's Day card for you. *no he does not know the right pronunciation of the word "Valentine's"*
Skystrider: *up the stairs behind Catscan. Is studying her and deciding that she's pretty*
Whiplash: *pleased with himself. Put another couple boxes of chocolate in CatScan's quarters. Is convinced he's outdone SixShot for the femme's affections... Now to find the femme and show her what he got for her*
CatScan: *just about ready to conk out and sleep in one of the small quarters in the Ark, if only to have some quiet time to think*
Skystrider: *up the steps, following the pretty femme down the hall and trying not to droop. Blinks as his tank grumbles, but then notices that blue and burgundy guy looking at him*
CatScan: *turns to tell Skystrider that she's got some fuel in her quarters*
Whiplash: *dark scowl for the guy he doesn't know, since that guy's standing so close to HIS femme*
Skystrider: *perks about fuel* I'm hungry.
CatScan: Then let's get you some more fuel. The sweet oil won't be enough. *turns to head on up the hall, blinks as she sees Whiplash's expression* ...
Skystrider: *sees Catscan notice the guy's expression. Decides he doesn't like the guy's expression. Puts his hand on the guy's face and shoves his head through the wall in passing*
CatScan: *startled skreek*
Whiplash: *now busy trying to pry himself out of the wall*
Skystrider: *bumps into CatScan and winces* Ow.
CatScan: Idiot. What were you thinking?! *fret, skreek worriedly*
Skystrider: *confused* What?
CatScan: ... *facepalm*
Skystrider: I didn't bump you that hard. *puzzled scowl*
CatScan: You're still recovering from nearly being torn apart twice in one day. *is still facepalming*
Whiplash: *still trying to pry himself out of the wall, will try and kick where he thinks the new guy's standing*
Skystrider: *absently catches the foot and heaves upward, still looking at Catscan*
CatScan: *long-suffering sigh. Will move to lead Skystrider to her quarters* You need to rest.
Skystrider: *follows, after a last absent punch toward the guy that was giving him the stink eye*
Whiplash: *yelps as he stumbles backwards to avoid the punch* *oofs as he lands on his skid*
bittyScream: *pops out of her room and looks at him FUNNY*
lbScream: Fail. Complete and utter fail. *so amused*
Whiplash: *sulk*
bittyScream: *TELLS the blue guy for breaking the wall. TELLS HIM SO MUCH!*
Whiplash: *holds his head and sulks*
Shade: *is that thump as she sort of ran into your half open door, Denver*
Denver: *startles and looks over* Shade? Wh't's wrong?
Shade: *blinking a bit as she leans against the door frame* The nexus changed.
Denver: ... *raised brows* Changed 'n wh't way?
Shade: The whales and the sign are gone. Everything else seems okay. *rubs her eyes and makes a soft sound*
Denver: *concerned* R'e y'u alraght?
Shade: There was this guy with an LOL gun...
Denver: ... *moves to try and scan Shade as best as she can* Wh't sort'a LOL?
Shade: *leans forehead against the door frame* I got pregnant, and had a baby. *nods and jerks awake, stiffening her legs*
Denver: *as she picks up on Shade's distressed heartrate and the second heartrate* Easeh... Le's git y'u both t' th' docs...
Shade: ...And then Blitzwing stepped on him.
Denver: ... Eeew.
Shade: Will you... take my didi? *trembling now*
Denver: *nods and moves to do so*
dark furred baby: *lifts his head from where he's riding on his mother's back and hugging her. Quizzical little trill*
Denver: *gentle clicks as she moves to carefully lift the little guy*
baby: *startled wriggle, but then puts his arms and front legs around her. Is warm and soft, and still slightly damp*
Denver: *more gentle clicks, will move so Shade can lean on her*
Shade: *quietly, sounding dazed* I think I'm going to fall down.
Denver: *careful lean, will PINpoint Shade and the baby to the infirmary*
Rachel: *looks around with a slight scowl, but then eeks quietly and hurries over*
Denver: Shade got LOL'd.
Rachel: *scanning and pressing her lips together, then calls for the hover gurney and helps the dark-furred girl onto it* You've fed baby. That's good. Good work, Shade. Just wait here and I'll bring you somewhere you can rest.
Shade: *puts her head down on the Seeker-size gurney, then sighs and passes out*
Denver: *will get the baby cleaned up and then she'll gently tuck the little guy next to Shade and carefully drape a blanket over him*
baby: *thought the cleanup was greatly interesting, and now he's holding Denver's hand as he snuggles his mama*
Rachel: *as she does a closer check of the new mother* Did you call Starfighter?
Denver: Jes 'bout t'. *slight tilt of her head as she pings the shuttlebot's comm*
Starfighter: //Larry's Lucky Laundry, you splawsh it we wash it.//
Denver: //...Y'u've been spendin' way too much tahm 'round Rachel.//
Starfighter: //How can any time be too much time around Gramma?// *laugh*
Denver: //Wh'n y'u staht imitatin' 'er. Anehway, c'n y'u c'me t' th' infirmary?//
Starfighter: *suddenly worried tone in his voice* //What happened?//
Denver: //Ah'll 'splain wh'n y'u git 'eah. But don' make a big fuss.//
Starfighter: //Okay. Gotta go, Ryan. Will you save our place? Thanks.//
Denver: *will quietly hum a lullaby for the baby*
baby: *has mama, has a friend, has a full belly and warmth, is sleeeeepy and happy*
Rachel: *bustling around back in one of the big rooms, making a bed on the floor with mats and pillows*
Denver: *dings Rachel's comm with a message that Starfighter is on his way down*
Rachel: //Okay. Can you bring them back? Just push the gurney.//
Denver: //Will do.// *moves to carefully push the gurney*
gurney: *heads down the hall under Denver's guidance, its lights blinking gently*
Rachel: *looks around from the nest she's made, and then comes over to grab the end of the gurney* Thanks, Flash.
Denver: *soft chuckle* Ah'll go debrief Stahfahghtah.
Rachel: Okay. *busy lowering the gurney to the bed*
Starfighter: *just trotting in with Mist beside him as Denver gets back to the front room*
Denver: *serious* No raisin' a fuss.
Starfighter: *stops short and frowns at her, the silver of his alt mode fur glinting in the lights* Okay...
Denver: Shade went t' th' Nexus earliah, 'n got LOL'd.
Starfighter: *tenses up just slightly as he signs for Mist*
Mist: *frowns and very lightly stamps one front hoof*
Denver: She's alrahght, jes' tahrd. 'N y'all 'ave a new 'erd membah.
Starfighter: *eyes widen* She ran into the couch gas bomber? Who's the dad?
Mist: *looks at his hands and just watches*
Denver: 'T w'sn't th' bombah. She got sprayed wit' a squirt gun.
Starfighter: *as Mist blinks* ...I'm confused. The gas was in a squirt gun?
Denver: 'T w'sn't gas. 'T w's s'me sort'a liquid.
Starfighter: *frowns* *quietly* And the dad?
Denver: Ah dunno 'f th're 's 'un
Rachel: *coming in just then* Nope. That little guy is pretty much all Shade, with a few variations on which genes are active.
Mist: *pats Starfighter's hands. Wants to know what the doctor just said*
Starfighter: Sorry. *signs*
Denver: Th'y jes' need sleep, f'r now. *signing once Starfighter has finished explaining*
Rachel: *hands busy now too* Whatever this guy used, it made her go through a normal pregnancy, in an abnormally fast time. So she's going to need a lot of rest and food over the next few days.
Starfighter: *anger showing in his face now*
Denver: She'll be alrahght though.
Starfighter: Any news on the guy that did it?
Rachel: *looks quizzically at Denver*
Denver: Best t' ask Blitzwing. 'E stepped 'n th' gah.
Starfighter and Mist: *both look shocked and ill*
Rachel: Later, though. Right now Shade needs you guys, and baby needs to know who his family is.
Mist: *nods her hand and looks toward the hallway*
Denver: Th're's a nest made up alreadeh.
Starfighter: *letting Mist herd him toward the hall now* Nest?
Rachel: Yeah, you guys aren't going to all fit on a bed. Even a Seeker bed. *grins at the herding*
Denver: *nod, chuckling softly* Th're're pillows 'n blankets.
Starfighter: *slightly shaky grin* Pillows and blankets are good. *turns and trots off down the hall, Mist at his flank*
Rachel: *tired sigh as she reports to Patrick*
Patrick: //Yes, Rachel?//
Rachel: //Shade got LOLed and is now a mother to this long legged bit of fuzzy squee. And Blitzwing stepped on someone in the Nexus. Which, no longer has a sign, apparently.//
Patrick: //... As if things weren't interesting enough.//
Rachel: //And you've got Jean and Rose Havoc in your family now. They adopted Dawnflash.// Denver, stop looking at those guys. You already have three babies.
Denver: Aww.
Patrick: *chuckles quietly* //I just hope it doesn't go to Jean's head.//
Bea: *sympathetic grin for Denver*
Denver: *soft clicks, will go to the creche and play with littles there, then*
Rachel: //If it does, Rose will beat it out of him.// *goes to look for mint chocolate in her desk*
Patrick: //I don't doubt it.//
Rachel: //You have anything I need to know?// *waves to Denver and comes to look over the premies with Bea, absently chewing mint chocolate toffee as she does*
Patrick: //Other than the fact that Lisa's making quinoa lasagna?//
Rachel: ... //Oh dear. I'll make backup lunch plans, in case.//
Patrick: //Then I think we're up to speed on everything so far.//
Rachel: //Okay, Chief. Crusher out.//
Patrick: //Talk to you later. Picard out.// *sounds like he's chuckling*
Rachel: *starts testing sparklet reflexes, crooning to the bittybots as she does*
Nightstrike: *looks into where Nightbird is*
Nightbird: *being used as a pillow by Demolisher, Taiyou, Prowl, and Wasp. Also managed to gank Destiny somehow*
Nightstrike: *comes in and kneels, bowing her head*
Nightbird: *quietly, so as not to wake sleeping husband* You don't have to do that, Nightstrike.
Destiny: *is a sleepy peek at the newcomer*
Nightstrike: *also quiet, as she lifts her head* Blitzwing has locked himself into a cell and won't come out.
Nightbird: ... *raised brow ridge as she dings the officer's comm*
Blitzwing: //Blitz here.//
Nightbird: //Nightstrike reported that you locked yourself in a cell and won't come out.//
Blitzwing: *low grumble* //You weren't supposed to be disturbed, Lady.//
Nightbird: //What happened?//
Blitzwing: *stoically* //I killed a human, and I'm awaiting judgement.//
Nightbird: *sits up a bit* //... When, and where?//
Blitzwing: //He'd shot some kind of stuff at Shade that made her have a baby.// *voice shows his upset and stress at that event, despite his age and experience* //Then he was pointing the gun at her again. I stepped on him.//
Nightbird: //... You were preventing him from doing further harm to Shade.//
Blitzwing: //The laws still say not to kill, except in war.//
Nightbird: //You were preventing further assault.// *quietly thinking for a few moments* //There might be a sub-clause to the laws in regards to that.//
Prowl: *absent, sleepy murmuring of a protocol number*
Blitzwing: *silent as he looks it up* *then* //This is from the human legal laws.//
Nightbird: //...It is?// *has almost no knowledge of the human legal system*
Prowl: //Still applies... Blitzwing.// *and then he's conking out again*
Wasp: *snuggle, purrr*
Nightbird: //Would it apply in this case, do you think?//
Blitzwing: *unsure* //Prowl thinks it does. What does Prime say?//
Nightbird: //Let's ask him.// *pings Patrick's comm and relays the situation to him*
Blitzwing: *listens, absently aware of his baby brother, with Bunny on his back, picking the lock to his cell*
Patrick: //In this case, Prowl's right, plus the incident didn't happen on Earth. ... Why don't we have any laws like this in our own protocols?//
Blitzwing: *absently* //We didn't interact with organic species very much.//
Patrick: //... Makes sense. In this case, you didn't do anything wrong, Blitzwing.//
Blitzwing: //Thor sure is though.// *slight amusement*
Patrick: //... I don't want to know.//
Blitzwing: *shows him the busy young lock picker anyway*
Patrick: //...// *facepalm* *sends the remote signal to unlock the door*
Thor: *soft, startled sound, but then pushes the door open and looks up at his older brother, his blond hair standing up all over his head as Usagi peeks over his shoulder with wide eyes*
Nightbird: //Comet's probably looking for you as well, if WakeJumper isn't.// *soft chuckle*
Blitzwing: //Comet knows where I am.// *gets up and transforms, then scoops Usagi into his arms before making Thor's hair stand up even worse*
Usagi: *snuggles*
Thor: *grins and clicks*
Nightbird: *more chuckling* //Then go introduce Thor to WakeJumper, if they haven't already met.//
Blitzwing: //They haven't yet. And you're right, Lady. It's time for that scraplet's training.//
Nightbird: //He's probably waiting for you, then.//
Blitzwing: *grinning* //Yes, and he'll be able to fly with Blitzstrike's triad this time.// *already heading for the door of the holding area, his Usagi and younger brother close*
Nightbird: *chuckles* //Safe flying, Blitzwing.//
Blitzwing: //Thanks, Warlady. Blitzwing out.// *goes to introduce three little multichangers and a dragonfly to the joys of sky tag*
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