dens_tf_den | hsv and Nexus, Autobot Base and Aoife's brownstone, LOL reversal

Wheeljack: Hey, buddy, when'd you get in?

Thundercracker: *blinks in confusion, not recognizing the language. When he responds, it's with a very Iacon-like accent* [I'm not quite sure... One moment, I was walking to the Student Commons to meet the femme I'm courting, the next, I'm in a rather strange place with a strange device that brought me here...] *holds up his PINpoint*

Wheeljack: ...[There ain't ben no Student Commons for a few hundred vorns, kid. Y'sure about that?]

Thundercracker: [...That can't be right though...]

Wheeljack: [Go ahead 'n ask anybody.] *shrug* [What's yer name?]

Thundercracker: *stands a bit straighter* [Tertian Quadriate Subsonic Pulse. I'm from the Quadriate colony.]

Wheeljack: *rocks back on his heels* [Oh @$@#$@] //Ratchet?//

Ratchet: *working on giving Ridgeback a check-up while Desinex paces nearby* //Yes, Wheeljack?//

Wheeljack: //Thundercracker's LOLd right off his aft.//

Ratchet: //...*groans over the comms* Chibified?//

Wheeljack: //Back ta his old land alt, 'n thinks he's in Academy.//

Ratchet: //...Make sure WakeJumper does NOT see him.//

Wheeljack: *looks around, then turns back to Thundercracker* [So... who's this femme?]

Thundercracker: *expression blooms into a shy smile, and doesn't he look eerily like how WakeJumper used to look?* [She's not very tall... but she's a wonderful femme... Her designation is Keepsake.]

Wheeljack: [Oh her. She's in my lab.]

Thundercracker: *blink, blink* [We were supposed to meet in the Commons though...] *looking even more confused than before*

Wheeljack: [Change'a plans]

Thundercracker: [...] *slight frown, looks around quickly* [I'm not sure where anything is... If the Administrators have decided to re-arrange the layout of the Academy, they picked a horrible time to do so...] *sheepish*

Eclipse: //Hey, Pa? Who's that with you?//

Wheeljack: Ack. [Just come with me, kid. I'll explain later.] //That's TC. He got LOLd again.//

Thundercracker: *small frown, until he really LOOKS at Wheeljack, and then he's relaxing when he sights the older mech's Autobrand* [Yessir.]

Eclipse: //...Slagging PIT. I've gotta find Wake!//

Wheeljack: *quickly leads Thundercracker into his lab, after sticking his head in and making sure there's only a Keepsake in there first*

Thundercracker: *wide-opticked at the seemingly unfamiliar layout, until his attention is caught by Keepsake, and then he's grinning shyly*

Keepsake: *busy building away on a bot form on a table. Doesn't look up till Wheeljack coms her, and then she's fumbling to catch the optic unit she'd been installing before it hits the floor*

Thundercracker: *over to help Keepsake in a flash* [Keepsake, what are you working on?]

Keepsake: *blinks, then blinks again as she recalls her lousy skill in Cybertronian* [Uh... here. Databurst.]

Thundercracker: *slight headtilt, puzzled mech is puzzled* [What am I receiving?]

Keepsake: [Words.]

Thundercracker: *silent for a few moments while he installs the language pack* ...*blink blink* What a strange language...

Keepsake: Yeah, well it's my language. So ya betta get useta it.

Thundercracker: ... *small frown, then his attention's going to the door of the lab when it opens slightly and Lumen peeks into the room*

Keepsake: *looks too* 'Sup, Lou?

Lumen: Ma said something about Uncle TC being LOL'd... Dad's recharging in the pile of sparklets, so I couldn't bring him like she wanted...

Keepsake: *nods at TC, her expression wry*

Lumen: *eyeing TC with a wary expression, and then he's ducking back out of the room, but not before Sweep darts in to snuff at TC*

Thundercracker: *blink blink, crouches to get a better look at the mini-dinobot*

Keepsake: So ya don't remember Snarl, huh?

Thundercracker: *blink blink* Who?

Keepsake: *sad face*

Thundercracker: *Acks and searches his memory files. Then he's got a completely baffled look on his faceplates* How very strange...

Keepsake: *looks up at him* What?

Thundercracker: *double-checking what he found, frowning* I think... part of my memory banks are corrupted.

Wheeljack: How so, kid?

Thundercracker: I tried to locate any memory files of someone named Snarl... but each time I do, I get brief... flashes... of faces and names...

Sweep: *Chirr* Him Fly-bot broken?

Wheeljack: Nah, the LOL prob'ly blocked yer memory. Yer fine.

Thundercracker: ...LOL?

Lumen: *is back, with a groggy WakeJumper in his arms*

Wheeljack: Ack! I thought the idea was ta NOT let Wake see?

Lumen: ... Ma didn't tell me THAT, Gram'pa...

WakeJumper: *still trying, and kinda failing, to wake up enough to know what's going on*

Wheeljack: *makes like chasing Lumen out*

Lumen: *acks and is chased out, Sweep hot on his heels*

Thundercracker: *Blink blink* ... *confused look to Keepsake*

Keepsake: Snarl's the bot we were building tagether.

Thundercracker: ... *small headshake, changing the subject for the moment* Who was that, just now?

Wheeljack: Some crazy kids. *seals door* They do that alot.

Thundercracker: ... *doesn't believe Wheeljack for an instant, decides best course of action is to focus on what Keepsake was talking about* Where did we leave off on Snarl?

Keepsake: *leads him over and shows him the protoform, which is mostly skeletal structure and a few sensors yet*

Thundercracker: *carefully examining the skeletal structure and sensors, musing to himself quietly*

Keepsake: You remember how ta build bots, buddy?

Thundercracker: The skeletal structure's a bit unfamilar....Is there a particular alt-mode that this mech or femme will have that requires a structure like this?

Keepsake: She's a Dinobot. *grabs the datapad with the specs on it and shows it to him*

Thundercracker: *blink, curious now, and oblivious when Ratchet uses his override code to enter the lab*

Keepsake: *pointing out the alt mode and explaining what it is*

Thundercracker: *listening, and asking questions about the capabilities such an alt mode would have*

Ratchet: *giving Wheeljack a Look* //Wheeljack, why was Lumen carrying WakeJumper away from here?//

Wheeljack: *blinks* //I thought you said ta keep 'em apart.//

Ratchet: //I did. The last I knew, WakeJumper was with Orion Pax, Ariel, Dion, Draco, Diehard, and Sideswipe.//

Thundercracker: *makes a face when he catches sight of Ratchet, and mutters something about the medic's coloration*

Wheeljack: //Lou got confused 'n brought him in here. I chased 'em out before Wake woke up.//

Keepsake: *looks over there* Yeah... I guess he wasn't that colour on Cybertron.

Ratchet: *as he sneaks a scan of Thundercracker* //Your daughter needs to learn how not to panic.//

Wheeljack: //She'll prob'ly learn right after Blue.//

Ratchet: //Who will learn it right after Red Alert. *sighs* Other than the obvious, Thundercracker is healthy.//

Thundercracker: *focuses on his work with a quiet comment about how his brother would love this sort of thing, even if he's still a runt*

Keepsake: Who do ya think helped my 'Jack draw up the plans?

Thundercracker: ... But Tertian Quadriate Hydrolinear Ascendant... he's still a sparklet...

Keepsake: *shakes her head* Your memory is shot, buddy. That's all history now.

Thundercracker: ... *cycling air* But... our creators just put him into his protoform not even twelve orns ago...

Keepsake: *gently* He's bonded 'n built somebody himself.

Thundercracker: ...

Keepsake: That was all hundreds of vorns ago. The LOL made ya forget.

Thundercracker: *aaand he's sitting on the floor now*

Keepsake: *goes to her knees to offer him a hug, her optics holding sympathy*

Thundercracker: A-are our creators....

Keepsake: *very gently, as she puts her arms around him* Gone.

Thundercracker: ... *trying his hardest not to let how upset he is be visible, though he is shaking slightly*

Keepsake: *hugggg*

Wheeljack: *just tuned into the conversation* Slaggit, Keepsake, what'd ya go 'n tell him that for?

Ratchet: *frowwwwn*

Thundercracker: *quietly* Is Tertian Quadriate Hydrolinear Ascendant... is he here?

Keepsake: *flinches under Wheeljack's rebuke and looks up at Ratchet*

Ratchet: *quietly* He's here... He goes by the name WakeJumper...

Thundercracker: ...*small nod* *sounding a bit pathetic* M-may I re-acquaint myself with him?

Ratchet: *serious expression* He's... been injured and is still recovering from that injury... Seeing you as you are now... would more than likely set his recovery back...

Wheeljack: *nodding mutely*

Thundercracker: ... My brother's been hurt?! *trying to get up quickly*

Keepsake: *tries to hold him down*

Ratchet: *tags Thundercracker with a sedative*

Wheeljack: *looks at him* And they say I'm bad.

Ratchet: WakeJumper is bad enough with the spazz-fits... even before he was bonded to Eclipse.

Wheeljack: Still gonna remember this the next time yous yell at me fer bein' too free with the sleepin' tabs.

Ratchet: *grumble* Go and make sure your daughter isn't sending Red Alert into a paranoia fit.

Wheeljack: Yeah yeah. *tells Keepsake goodbye and goes*

Ratchet: *Sighs*

Keepsake: *looks up* Now what?

Ratchet: I'll go report this to Optimus... and once WakeJumper's awake, I'll talk to him.

Keepsake: *nods, then* We gonna get TC off the floor? *too little herself, even with there being less of TC*

Ratchet: *nods and easily lifts the insensate mech* I'm just glad he's not a triplechanger like WakeJumper was...

Keepsake: That... would'a looked weird.

Ratchet: I wouldn't be able to lift him if he were a triplechanger.

Keepsake: That too.

Ratchet: *carefully sets Thundercracker on an empty work table* I just hope this LOL fades quickly.

Keepsake: Didn' Desi find somebody ta take one off once?

Ratchet: *blink, nods* That's right... someone in the Nexus...

Keepsake: Maybe they'd help again?

Ratchet: We'd have to find them... Desinex would more than likely know...

Keepsake: *last glance at TC* I'll go ask 'er.

Ratchet: She's in the medbay. Ridgeback has his first checkup today.

Keepsake: *pause* What kinda mood's she in?

Ratchet: She was pacing.

Keepsake: Any growlin'?

Ratchet: Not this time, thankfully.

Keepsake: Okay. *heads for the door*

Ratchet: *pings Optimus's comm*

Keepsake: *slips into the medbay, sensors on full sweep*

Desinex: *paces as she watches First Aid and Ridgeback interact*

Keepsake: *sidles over* Hey, Desi.

Desinex: *quick glance to Keepsake* Hello. *attention back on sparklet*

Ridgeback: *bitty wriggle monster, and a chatty one at that!*

First Aid: *gentle laughter as he pulls the little guy off his face*

Desinex: *hand up, and starting to move towards First Aid*

First Aid: *kisses Ridgeback on the helm, and then looks quizzically at Desinex as he absently cuddles his tiny patient*

Ridgeback: *Clicks at First Aid happily, wiggle!*

Desinex: *blinks and stops, reminding herself that she has to let the medic give Ridgeback a checkup*

First Aid: *gives the anxious creator a reassuring smile, then glances at Keepsake before turning back to Ridgeback and talking to him as he continues his scans*

Desinex: *another glance at Keepsake, is trying her hardest to keep her programming in check*

Keepsake: Hey, Desi, do ya remember that time ya got LOLd, 'n somebody from the Nexus helped ya?

Desinex: *nods* Liedherz and Scattor.

Keepsake: *quietly* They live there?

Desinex: *another nod*

Keepsake: Think yous could gimme some directions if I needed ta find 'em?

Desinex: I think so...

Keepsake: *slight tone of worry creeps into her voice* Think they'd be willing ta help again?

Desinex: ...Someone was LOL'd severely, weren't they?

Keepsake: TC don't remember anythin' since Wake got put in his shell, pretty much.

Desinex: ... You've got a PINpoint, right?

Keepsake: Yeah. *nodding*

Desinex: They're in the Sign Nexus... If you see a mostly black-colored femme who looks a bit like a unicorn, that's Liedherz. *databursts Keepsake the directions that she remembers from the time she was LOL'd with a fear-based LOL*

Keepsake: Uh... what's a unicorn?

Desinex: *databursts an image from a painting of a unicorn*

Keepsake: 0_o Oh. Okay. Thanks, Desi.

Desinex: *nods, before she focuses on Ridgeback, who is eagerly chirping and talking to First Aid*

Keepsake: *glances at the little guy, and then goes to find Ratchet*

Ratchet: *checking Thundercracker's vitals again*

Keepsake: I got the info. *looks at her boyfriend with a frown of concern, unconsciously closing her mask up over her mouth and nose as she does*

Ratchet: *nods* Should we bring him with us?

Keepsake: *blinks* You're the bossbot here. I'm just a rookie.

Ratchet: He's your suitor...

Keepsake: *frowns, not understanding*

Ratchet: *small sigh as he realizes he'll have to take charge here, scoops the insensate mech up* Do you have the coordinates?

Keepsake: *perks and pulls out her disk-shaped PIN* Yup! Right here.

Ratchet: Let's go then. The sooner we can get this LOL reversed, the better.

Keepsake: You got it. *comes over and puts a hand on him, then presses the button... and looks at the front of the brownstone with interest before heading for the door of the basement garage* Desi says Liedherz lives down here.

Ratchet: *nods, carefully shifting Thundercracker so he's not going to strain connections*

Keepsake: *pauses just in front of the door* Slag. Nobody's home.

Ratchet: *Frown* Perhaps we should look around the area.

woman behind them: Who're you looking for?

Keepsake: *very startled noise. She hadn't sensed anyone coming*

Ratchet: *Startles badly, nearly dropping Thundercracker*

woman: Sorry. *soft grey-green sparkles appear around the unconscious mech and make sure he doesn't fall*

Keepsake: *boggles at this and tries to figure out what that is*

Ratchet: *cycling air, and scanning the woman in an attempt to figure out what's going on*

woman: *reads as human with some cybernetic implants in her brain, and the baby in her jacket reads as Twi'lek* Easy. I just teleported in. I'm sorry I startled you.

Keepsake: *has her on sensors now and is trying to find a glitch that they didn't read her at first*

Ratchet: *Frowns, and runs a brief diagnostic on his own systems. Wonders if this woman can be trusted*

woman: I'm Aoife McCloud. I own this house. Do you want Liedherz?

Ratchet: *small nod* We were hoping that she, or her friend, Scattor, would be able to help us reverse a LOL.

Aoife: *grins* Well, I know how to find Scattor.

Ratchet: Would Scattor be willing and able to reverse the LOL on this mech? *indicates Thundercracker*

Aoife: *sidesteps slightly as cobalt blue sparkles start in the air* Ask him.

Scattor: *appears and looks down at Ratchet quizzically* Somebody call?

Keepsake: 0_0

Ratchet: o_o Er... Y-yes...

Aofe: *gently* You don't need to be afraid of him. We're Guardian Fae Changelings, and our job is to help. If Scattor were in a different form would it make you feel better?

Ratchet: *slight headshake* I just wasn't expecting such a unique entrance....

Aoife: Ohhh. *blush*

Scattor: Whoops.

Keepsake: *hiding behind Ratchet now*

Ratchet: *small snerk, before he's focusing on the matter at hand, and explaining the situation from his understanding*

Scattor: *nods* Wish.

Ratchet: ... *a bit puzzled now*

Aoife: *quietly* You have to wish for it before we can do it.

Keepsake: *still behind Ratchet* Ya mean like fairies 'n three wishes?

Scattor: *shrug* Can do three.

Ratchet: *considering* Perhaps it would be better for Thundercracker to make the wish himself... he is the one who is LOL'd, after all.

Keepsake: *gives him a sideways look, then looks at Scattor* I wish this mech here, Thundercracker, is back the way he's supposed to be.

Scattor: *cobalt sparkles envelope the unconscious mech, and he's suddenly too big for Ratchet to hold up... but floating*

Ratchet: *boggles and falls to his skidplate in shock*

Keepsake: *pounces TC*

Thundercracker: Ack! *arms around Keepsake to keep her from sliding off* Keepsake?

Keepsake: *mask down and kissss*

Scattor: Make the other wishes whenever. *vanishes again*

Thundercracker: *kissing Keepsake, kthx*

Ratchet: ... *Scanners up and running, scans Thundercracker*

Aoife: *has gone up on the steps and is leaning on the concrete railing, her little purple daughter sitting in her arms and watching the bots with baby interest*

Ratchet: *slight snort of disbelief, scans Thundercracker again, just to be sure of his readings* We'd better make sure Eclipse doesn't ramble on about this...

Keepsake: *kissing, brb*

Aoife: *starting to snerk slightly*

Ratchet: *Ahems and gives Keepsake and Thundercracker a Look*

Thundercracker: *startles and holds Keepsake closer* Er... *Blush*

Keepsake: *hiding her face against him so Ratchet can't see her dizzy grin*

Aoife: *snerk* Scattor meant what he said about the wishes. You have to really mean them to trigger them.

Ratchet: *blink* ... Okay...

Aoife: *apologetic* Ah, not you. Them.

Thundercracker: ...*blink blink*

Aoife: *shrug* Your girlfriend asked for them.

Keepsake: ...I did? Oh yeah. Heh. *still hiding*

Thundercracker: *About to comment, then he and Keepsake are falling a very short distance, only to hit the concrete with a clatter*

Aoife: Whoops.

Keepsake: Uff.

Thundercracker: *Fussing over Keepsake and checking for injuries*

Ratchet: *resisting the urge to facepalm as he moves to help the couple up off of the ground*

Keepsake: *grinning as she takes his hand and scrambles up, and then she's trying to help him help TC up, only to stop when she gets a good look at the blue Seeker* Hey.

Thundercracker: *not liking this, glances to Ratchet, who snorts a bit* ...okay, what's wrong? *Worry*

Ratchet: *gets a hand mirror out of his subspace and offers it to the Seeker*

Keepsake: *slightly amused, but not sure how her boyfriend's going to take this*

Thundercracker: ... *Snerk* I look like I got attacked with a bunch of blue pigments... *amused grin*

Keepsake: Right in the optics. *brow quirk*

Thundercracker: Yeah... I know Skywarp'll make jokes... but I like it.

Keepsake: *snort* Like he kin talk. His whole trine's got blue optics now, other than him.

Thundercracker: *Small shrug* It's not like he can't choose to follow suit.

Keepsake: Try tellin' that dork that.

Keepsake: But we gotta go sit on my sister now. *looks at the steps and isn't surprised that Aoife's gone*

Thundercracker: ... *raised brow ridge* What'd 'Clipse do now?

Keepsake: Saw you when you were LOLd.

Thundercracker: ... *groan* She told Wake, didn't she?

Keepsake: I think 'Jack managed ta keep her from it. *rubs nose and looks around*

Ratchet: Let's get back. I have to rescue First Aid from Desinex.

Keepsake: *snerk* Alright, kiddies. Hold hands!

Ratchet: *puts a hand on Keepsake's shoulder*

Keepsake: Cheater. *PINs them back*

Ratchet: *razzes Keepsake, and heads to the medbay*

Thundercracker: ... Are you sure I'm the one who got LOL'd, Keepsake?

Keepsake: Yup. 'N now yer the one with two wishes.

Thundercracker: ... How the heck did I get those?

Keepsake: *cheesy grin* I asked for 'em.

Thundercracker: *Snerks and nuzzles Keepsake's helm* Dork...

Keepsake: Takes one ta know one. You wanna go see Wake, or go work on Snarl first?

Thundercracker: Let's go check on Wake... I'm kinda worried about him...

Keepsake: Sounds good! *earlights blink cheerfully*

Thundercracker: *grins as he stands, scooping Keepsake up and holding her close to his chest*

Keepsake: *more kiss before they go?*

Thundercracker: *more kisses sounds good too!*

Wheeljack: *comes around the corner* Fishbait, you two, knock it off.

Thundercracker: *reluctant to stop kissing Keepsake*

Wheeljack: *wrench out of his 'pocket' and whacks the young Seeker a good one*

Keepsake: *startled and looking down like 0_0*

Thundercracker: *Yelps and tightens his grip on Keepsake before boggling at Wheeljack*

Wheeljack: Yer blockin' the hall. *hands on hips*

Thundercracker: Oops? *Sheepish grin, moves to step aside*

Wheeljack: *moves to go by, headed toward the rec room* Wake's askin' for ya.

Thundercracker: *perks* Where is he?

Wheeljack: His 'n 'Clipsie's quarters. Lumen blabbed, 'n now he wants ta make sure yer okay. *pauses to look into the security room, and then goes in to see what Blaster's playing on the screen*

Thundercracker: ... *sigh* That kid takes after his mother in SO many ways...

Keepsake: *pat pat* Let's go see Wake.

Thundercracker: *nods and heads down the hall*

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