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Skywarp:  *sauntering into the motor pool that afternoon.  Firebreak is in her arms and Thundersong is a successful kidnapping clinging happily to her back.  Wanders over to where Nightbird is propped against a set of ramps*

Nightbird: *tips her head in greeting. She has never had anything but respect for Skywarp, and understands better than ever the other femme's feelings regarding being betrayed by Megatron*

Skywarp:  *goes to one knee next to the black femme as Firebreak wriggles and clicks.  Nightbird might notice that this baby is pale yellow and sky blue, not Sundog's bright yellow and forest green*  So what do we call you now?

Thundersong:  *peeks over Aunty's shoulder.  Clicks.  Is a pretty heathery purple with pink accents on light grey*

Nightbird: *very slight brow ridge raise. She knew of Sundog, but neither of these Seeklets are him*

Skywarp:  *tilts her head, waiting for an answer to her question*

Firebreak:  *clicks and points to Nightbird as she notices this new big person*

Nightbird: *blinks, remembers that she was asked a question, signs* "Nightbird."

Skywarp:  So you're just a normal bot now?

Sidewinder:  *growls at what she sees as an impudent question*

Seeklets: *clickstorm at the growling!*

Nightbird: *soft snort* "I am far from normal." *Lo and behold, the former warlady DOES have a sense of humor!*

Skywarp:  *smirks*  As normal as anyone that's survived this long.  *lets Firebreak down as her daughter squirms and whines*

Nightbird: *tips her head to Firebreak and Thundersong* "They are yours?"

Skywarp:  *nods*  I carried Firebreak in my own spark chamber, along with a set of twin males.  Thundersong came from Stormsong's spark.

Nightbird: *blinks a bit, small nod* *quietly* And Sundog?

Skywarp:  He's with the rest of the creche, ducking the fuel his father is throwing at his creche father.

Nightbird: *surprised expression is a go*

Skywarp:  *small smirk*  There are a lot of sparklets here.  And almost all of them came into the world from a femme's spark.

Nightbird: *silent for a few moments, and then she's laughing quietly*

Sidewinder:  *frowns, but then understands the magnitude of Megatron's idiocy in purging the femmes*

Firebreak: *trying to climb up on Nightbird's leg, spinning out in the process*

Nightbird: *hesitantly reaching to help Firebreak*

Firebreak:  *has your hand now, Nightbird.  See just how tightly a healthy Seeklet can cling?* :D  

Nightbird: *slight headtilt* *Quietly, to Skywarp* Your mate treats you well?

Skywarp:  *wide grin*  My mate has never stopped courting me.

Nightbird: *small nod as she chuckles softly*

Skywarp:  *optics going to Thundersong as the little femme climbs over her shoulder*  He's part of my squadron, even if he hasn't got wings.

Nightbird: *Another nod. She remembers the mech, his twin, and the little scrap of a femme that her mate injured*

Skywarp:  Are you strong enough to transform?

Nightbird: *runs a self-diagnostic before answering* I believe so...

Skywarp:  *sets Thundersong on the floor*  Would you like some images of the most popular form of alt for this world?

Thundersong:  *looks around, and then shifts to a dark-haired human twelve year old*

Nightbird: *Surprised at the transformation, looks to Skywarp*

Skywarp:  *transforms herself, then tosses her long hair over her shoulder*  In this form I'm called Sky.

Song:  And me Song is Song!

Nightbird: *considering look*

Sky:  Like I said, I have images.

Sidewinder: *now eying the humans who are in various places in the motor pool*

Destiny: *Running out into the garage with Sora hot on her heels. Seems someone escaped from the creche and decided to go see if her favorite person was around somewhere*

Nightbird: *attention going that way now*

Sky:  *jumps to her feet and bounds over to catch Destiny*  Hey, Desti, aren't you supposed to be in the creche?

Song:  *absently shakes her booty as she watches them*

Destiny: *Squeaks and is cornered by both Sky and Sora* Was looking for 'Raj... *wibble*

Sky:  He's not here.  *hugs the young femme and clicks to her*  You shouldn't run off, Desti.

Firebreak:  *wants to transform.  Complains because she can't*

Bumblebee:  *looks up and around with surprise at the words the sparklet just said*

Sora: *soothing clicks to her sister, and then she's looking over at Firebreak and clicking at the young Seeklet as well*

Destiny: *Wide eyed* Firebreak said baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad words! *Gigglefit*

Firebreak:  *whiiiiiiine!*

Sky:  Nightbird, can you trigger her transform for her?

Nightbird: How do I do that?

Sky:  *tells her*

Nightbird: *small nod, triggers Firebreak's transformation sequence*

Firebreak:  *is now little and squishy and fat, and her hair is on end*

Nightbird: *more brow ridge raising*

Firebreak:  *sits up with a sigh, and then sticks her thumb in her mouth.  Yummy thumb*

Nightbird: *hesitant clicks for a few moments. It's been quite a long time since she used the sparklet language, so she's making a few mistakes*

Firebreak:  *looks up*  ...You not turbowabbit.

Sora: *Coughs to hide her snicker*

Song:  *blink blink blink.  Giggle fit*

Destiny: *Squeal, wiggles, wants to go find 'Raj!*

Sky:  Wait wait wait, Desti!  Ack.  Sora, I'll bring her back to the creche.  You keep an eye on my two?

Sora: *Nods and moves to talk to Song*

Sky:  Oh yeah.  *turns and databursts the images she's got to Nightbird, and then makes likes scooping Destiny up and running off with her*

Destiny: *Startled squeal*

Nightbird: *small nod, studies the images for a little while*

Bumblebee:  *finishes what she was doing and then creaks painfully to her feet from her stool and hobbles over to have a look at Nightbird, leaning heavily on her cane as she does so*

Nightbird: *another small nod, though she does seem a bit mistified about how to transform to a smaller form*

Bumblebee:  *soft click*  How are you feeling, sir?

Firebreak:  *wants down now.  She sees Song and Sora*

Nightbird: *As she sets Firebreak down* Confused...

Bumblebee:  Confused about what?  *head tilts and then jerks slightly as she moves the wrong way and she feels a joint lock*

Joe:  *stands and comes over to lift her back to her feet*

Nightbird: Regarding the alt mode....

Bumblebee:  *soft thanks for her mate and then leans against him as she turns back to Nightbird*  What about it?

Nightbird: *indicates her own size and then tips her head to Sora, who is about half her height*

Bumblebee:  Ohhh, that.  Do you have subspace capability?

Nightbird: ... *slight facepalm. Now she kind of feels stupid*

Bumblebee:  *one damaged and badly scarred hand pats the black femme gently*

Sidewinder:  *glare*

Bumblebee:  *quizzical look*

Sidewinder:  *...wonders why she feels like she kicked something she had no right to kick*

Nightbird: *To Sidewinder and Comet* It would be best if we do as the other Cybertronians are doing, for now...

Sidewinder:  But without our flight capability....  *scowl*

Nightbird: *is about to suggest that Sidewinder talk to Skywarp, when there's a loud whoop as Skylar, Wayne, and the Aerialbots all come tearing out of the lodge* ...

Song:  *transforms to jet*  Time to play!  *swoops out of the tent with a squee*

Firebreak:  DON'T FORGET ME FIREBREAK!!!

Thundercracker:  *comes darting in and looks for his niece, then freezes a bit when he sees where she is*  ....

Nightbird: *slight headtilt, trying to understand what just happened*

Comet: *Shifting from foot to foot a bit. Yes, she does want to go with the other Seekers, but at the same time, she knows her place is with Nightbird*

Skywarp:  *hurries into the tent with two little clickybots strapped in her cockpit*  Hurry up, TC, they're going to leave us behind.  *turns to look through the door as a shout heralds the exit of the rest of Alpha squadron and one Technobot*

Sidewinder:  *scowl*

Nightbird: *carefully lifting Firebreak and offering her to Thundercracker, having guessed what the Seeklet is desiring*

Comet: *giving Nightbird a sideways glance that's mixed with a bit of hope*

Thundercracker:  Thanks.  *transforms the little one, and then straps her into his cockpit as she squeals and clicks with excitement*  Uh... hey, do you two want to come?  We're going flying.

Mistglider:  *wistful look, but she's just not up to it yet.  Besides, she knows what Seekers think of Coneheads*

Nightbird: *signs the handsign for dismissal, meaning that Sidewinder and Comet are free to go if they so choose*

Sidewinder:  *doesn't move, only looks away from her commander to show that she's not officially paying attention to her anymore*

Comet: *small grin, then she's gone, and there will be another Seeker in the skies shortly*

Thundercracker:  *big grin, and then slaps Skywarp in the shoulder and runs out, dodging cars and Soundwave*

Skywarp:  You just wait, you....  *after brother*

Nightbird: *looks to Sidewinder* *Quietly* If you are feeling cooped up, you are more than welcome to join the other Seekers.

Sidewinder:  My place is here, Warlady.  You are damaged still.

Bumblebee:  *gives the white trimmed black Seeker a Look*

Nightbird: *Quietly but firmly* I will be alright. Go and stretch your wings.

Sidewinder:  I wish to stay here.  *head bowed in her submissive but stubborn way*

Nightbird: *Gives her Second a Look* Go.

Sidewinder:  *rises stiffly and leaves the tent.  Does not, however transform and fly*

Bumblebee:  *frowns after Sidewinder, and then turns back to Nightbird*

Nightbird: *bows head slightly as she studies the images Skywarp gave her. She's silent for a few moments, and then there's a flurry of motion as she transforms into a petite human woman who appears to share ancestry with Destiny, Petra, and Sora*

Bumblebee:  *blinking, and then activates her holoform to walk over and smile at Nightbird's human alt*  Nice.

Nightbird: *Small nod* This is... acceptable?

Bumblebee:  Yeah... you look a little like Prowl's alt.

Nightbird: *slight frown, working the name over in her memory banks, before she nods* I remember Prowl... I was once given orders to terminate him.... but I was unable to do so. He is a skilled warrior.

Bumblebee:  *nod*  Optimus' Second.

Nightbird: *another nod*

Bumblebee:  I think you're shorter than Petra, though.

Nightbird: ... *confused expression*

Sora: *From where she's moved to* Prowl's human name.

Bumblebee:  Uh yeah.  He's a girl.

Joe:  >_<.

Nightbird: .... *more confused*

Bumblebee:  *shows a holo of Prowl's alt mode*

Nightbird: *slight frown, before she nods again*

Joe:  *quietly*  Wheeljack... er... chose an alt for Prowl's size range.  Apparently at the time he didn't realize that the image he chose was a human female....

Nightbird: Does it affect his ability to function as a warrior?

Joe:  He's a member of the human Elite Guard... oof!  *looks at Bumblebee*

Bumblebee:  He's an Enforcer in the human town where he usually lives.

Joe:  >_>

Nightbird: Then there is no need for concern. *moving to stand up*

Joe: *transforms and offers her a hand*

Nightbird: *glad for the help*

Sora: *moving to assist as well*

Joe:  Would you like to go inside the lodge?  It's comfortable.

Nightbird: *small nod*

Bee:  She's not ready to walk that far in the cold.  *frown*

Sora: *matter-of-factly* We could always PINpoint indoors.

Joe:  I can carry her.  *quizzical look to Nightbird to see if she's alright with that*

Nightbird: *puzzled look for Sora, before she's giving Joe an absent nod*

Joe:  *scoops her up gently and brings her to the door, and then stops and gives a nonplussed look to the tall black woman who is standing there and giving him a cast iron Look*

Bee:  0.o  ...Sidewinder?

Sora: *ignoring the black woman for now, since she's not being a threat* Let's go to the cafeteria... *small grin* Melissa made cake.

Bee:  We have to give them the mods before they can eat....  Oh wait, you mean the rose flavored energon cake?  *perks*

Nightbird: *blink blink*

Sora: *nods, grinning* Want me to bring you a piece, Bumblebee?

Bee:  That'd be great.  *grinning too*

Joe:  *gives her a gentle kiss*  Patrick's sending someone else to guide Nightbird and Sidewinder once they're inside, so I'll be back soon.

Bee:  Alright.  *smiles at him and goes back into the motor pool*

Sora: *more grin, before she's going wide-eyed and facepalming* Oh for the love of....

Joe:  *gives her a quizzical look as he steps around Sidewinder and strides along the trail toward the walkway and the front door*

Sora: Destiny just tackled Mirage.... Again. *following*

Joe:  *slight chuckle as he pauses and waits for Sora to open the door*

Sora: *moves to do so, a slightly distant look in her eyes as she communicates with her twin*

Irene: *as soon as the door is open*  IT'S NOT CHEESE!

Joe:  Oh boy.

Nightbird: *Confused look is a go*

Sora: ... *more facepalm*

Joe: *kicks off his boots under the shoe racks, and then goes on through the inner doors, his head turning as he locates the irate femme and checks to see who's with her in the lobby*

Javan: *doing his best to be soothing, is trying to offer Irene a piece of dinoham rind*

Irene:  They expect us to eat that SLAG!!!!  *huffs away from him.  Is very irate*

Sidewinder:  *scowling at the noisy woman*

Sora: *has closed the door behind her and is moving to kick her own boots off as Javan hurries after Irene* *quietly* I wonder what got her going this time?

Joe:  *decides to try walking across the lobby and just not looking at Irene*

Irene:  IT'S SLUDGE!

Javan: *Soothing clicks, will try again to interest Irene in the piece of rind* I know, babe, I know...

Nightbird: *Frowning muchly now*

Irene:  *sharp shriek and holds her head, then curses sulfurously*

Joe:  ...Javan?  What happened?  I didn't see anything with cheese in it on the menu today.

Javan: *quietly as he moves to offer Irene snuggles* Somethin' set 'er off... 'n I dunno what...

Irene:  *hauls off and tries to smack him*

Sidewinder:  *deep scowl. Mutters*  Is she mad?

Sora: *almost inaudiably* She is damaged... *hesitantly* As... As am I...

Sidewinder:  *gives Sora a narrow-eyed look, and then snaps to alert as Irene stops in front of Joe and blocks his progress*  Stand aside....

Irene:  *staring at Nightbird, her own eyes narrow*

Nightbird: *and now she's matched voices with mechs and femmes* *quietly* I am not your enemy, Ironfist... I was betrayed by Megatron, and sought the aid of the Autobots.

Irene:  *calmly and conversationally*  Ironfist's dead.

Nightbird: .... I do not understand.

Irene:  They tore out her spark.  Made Hound scream.  Now they're both dead.  But Ironfist's not with Kup.

Sora: *Trying to keep the small shivers that are now plaguing her from being noticed*

Nightbird: *expression darkens* Who did this?

Irene:  *flatly*  Monsters.

Nightbird: *more scowl* Tell me where the monsters are. I will deal with them.

Javan: *notices Sora and moves to try and distract her before she has a flashback*

Irene:  *very quietly*  Mikey kicked their afterburners.

Joe:  0.o

Javan: *Yelps as Sora reacts to him trying to comfort her by flipping him over her shoulder*

Sidewinder:  *moves like lightening to pin Sora*

Irene:  *kicks Sidewinder in the chops*

Sora: *fighting like a woman posessed*

Destiny: *Suddenly there and moving to latch onto her sister*

Javan: *moving to try and break up the scuffle*

Nightbird: *Indicates that she wants down, intends to provide assistance to Sidewinder*

Joe:  No.  *carefully tightens his grip on Nightbird and takes a step back from the combatants, calling Petra and Rachel as he does so*

Sora: *Goes still as Destiny plugs her link cable in*

Javan: *Soothing sounds, even though he does have the equivalent of a bloody nose*

Nightbird: *Giving Joe a Look*

Rachel:  *comes racing in just ahead of Petra*  Sora?  

Sidewinder:  *circling as Irene does likewise, both femmes eyeing each other warily*

Nightbird: *to Sidewinder and Irene* Stand down.

Sora: *soft sound as Destiny gently smooths her hair*

Petra: *moving to help Javan with calming Irene down*

Rachel:  *looks at her daughters, then marches over to Sidewinder*  So help me, if you lay a hand on her I'll turn you into a toaster.

Sidewinder:  *frozen with shock*

Irene:  *incoherent and upset ramblings as her opponent turns away*

Petra: *clicks soothingly as she offers Irene a thin slice of dinoham*

Irene:  *scowls at her and then goes stock still, her eyes wide and focused to the side*

Javan: *Shares a quick look with Petra before they're both looking in the direction Irene is*

Irene:  *blinks, and then smirks broadly and yanks her shirt off over her head*  Dingdong, the witch is dead!  *turns and races down the left hand hall, toward the offices*

Javan: ... *Facepalms and takes off after Irene*

Col. Franklin:  *open channel*  //People.  We've won.//

Destiny: *is ignoring everyone but Sister and Mama. See her ignore...waitwhatnow?* .... *headtilt, blink blink*

Javan: ... *is that loud victory whoop*

Petra: *Murmurs something that sounds suspiciously like "Thank Primus and the Greatest Creator."*

Rachel:  *whoops and hugs Sidewinder, then jumps down to her knees and hugs her daughters as tears go down her face*  Sora, we won.  We won!

Joe:  *grinning broadly*

Sora: *Startles, blinkblinking at Rachel*

Destiny: *clickstorm, snuggasister!*

Irene:  *somewhere in the distance*  DING DONG!  THE WITCH IS DEAD!

Starscream: *Also over open channel* //Everyone that is able to come with us, I'm buying the drinks and cookies at the Black Dog!//

Pandita: //Those that are not able to go, please tell me what you would like brought back, and I shall get it for you.//

Sidewinder:  *has noooooo clue what's going on here, and all the noise over the local channels isn't helping anything but her grasp of which curse words may be used to express joy*

Nightbird: *confused. Looks to Rachel and Petra* I do not understand.

Joe:  *quietly*  The people who damaged Sora and Irene, and who killed Hound... are going to jail for first degree murder.  They're going to be locked up for a very long time.

Nightbird: ... Then justice has been served?

Joe:  It has.  *chin firm against the urge to wibble, but he just wants to go get Oriana from the creche and then return to his mate out in the motor pool*

Nightbird: *small nod. Then she's indicating that she would like to be set on her feet*

Joe:  *sets her down gently, then jumps and gives a slightly giddy laugh as Raoul runs past from one wing of the hallway to the other, howling like a banshee*

Will: *Chasing brother and laughing*

Beau: *Chases after his friends, whooping and raising a ruckus*

Nightbird: *Raised brow*

Petra: *chuckles as she pings Tracks' comm*

Tracks:  //*laughing uncontrollably as he answers*//

Petra: *amused* //How quickly did Denver turn her radio off?//

Tracks:  *joyfully*  //She wasn't wearing it.//  *more laughter*

Petra: //Well, your sons just came tearing through here... Is there anything in particular you'd like Pandita to bring back from the Black Dog for you or Denver?//

Tracks:  //Who's buying?//  *totally disregarding any mention of his hooligans*

Petra: //From the sound of things, Skylar and Pandita.//

Tracks:  //The Black Dog hasn't got very much in the way of human fuel.// *not much that's very fancy, he means*

Raoul:  //Yeah!  But they can bring it in, remember?//  *whoops and laughs*

Tracks:  *silent for a moment, then*  //A six pack of ice notbeer, and seven triple cheeseburgers, one with swiss cheese and a fried egg on top.//

Petra: //Alright.... Would you like anything, Tracks?//

Tracks:  //I think I have plenty, thank you.//

Rachel:  *urging Sora to her feet*  Nightbird, Sidewinder, I have to get you modified so you can eat all the best stuff.

Nightbird: ... Modified?

Sora: *just a bit unsteady, but she's able to lean against Destiny*

Rachel:  Yeah.  It doesn't hurt, and you can use it right away.  Oh yeah, and I'm Ratchet.  Autobot CMO.

Nightbird: ... *seems a bit intrigued*

Petra: *goes out to see if anyone in the garage would like a special order from the Black Dog*

Rachel:  *grins and describes those burgers Tracks was just talking about, and then describes bath fizzy dunked in coffee*

Comet: *Sneaking inside, is that blonde with the hat and vest*

Nightbird: How long would the procedure take?

Rachel:  About two hours.  So you'd be all ready for your order by the time they brought it back.

Nightbird: *small nod* Very well.

Rachel:  *looks at Joe and chuckles, then dismisses him and calls for Jack*

Joe:  *hesitates, but then hurries down the hall to go get Oriana and bring her out to where her mother's stationed*

Jack: //What's up, Rachel?//

Rachel:  //I need some help bringing Nightbird to the med ward.  You want to grab a gurney?  And try not to ride it into any walls on your way?//  *laugh*

Jack: *Amused chuckles* //awww... Alright. ETA five minutes...//

Rachel:  //See you then, buddy.//  *chuckles as more of her kids appear at the entrance to the hall and flock toward Sora and Destiny and herself*

Simon:  *concerned*  You Sora want me Simon to pick up and hug you?

Sora: *Small nod, reaches for Simon after Destiny unplugs her link cable*

Simon: *picks Sora up, clicking to her gently in the baby talk*

Sarah: *latching onto Rachel, happy clicks*

Sandra: *poking at Greg's side, trying to get him to tussle with her*

Greg:  *takes a swat at his baby sister*  Stupid Sandra stop that!  Me Greg is king!

Sidewinder:  *frowning at these beings and then blinking*  They're sparklets too.

Nightbird: *look of amusement as she nods* Skywarp mentioned that there is a creche....

Sandra: *Razzes Greg and swats back*

Destiny: *Quiet clicks as Sora snuggles against Simon*

Jack: *bringing the gurney*

Rachel:  *grins*  Well these are all mine.  *looks toward the hall entrance as she hears the gurney coming*

Jack: *Whistling something cheery and upbeat as he brings the gurney to the lobby*

Nightbird: *counting heads quickly* ... *blinkblinkblink*

Rachel:  *smirk*  And one on the way.

Sidewinder:  *exchanges a glance with Comet*

Comet: ... *soft cackle* Megatron's so slagged...

Sidewinder:  Indeed.  *turns back to Nightbird*

Nightbird: *quiet cough, though she is smirking a bit at that*

Rachel:  *quietly, sobering as she puts out a hand toward the gurney*  Did news of 'Dinobots' reach Cybertron?

Nightbird: *small nod* The Constructicons mentioned that their numbers had been reduced by 'Dinobots'...

Greg:  Me Greg slag Constructicons!

Simon:  You Greg cuss!  0_0

Rachel:  *moving the gurney close to Nightbird*

Sandra: Him Alex say worse.

Rachel:  Him Alex isn't my kid.

Greg:  ....  *massive pout*  Me Greg still slagged them Constructicons.

Sarah: *headtilty at Nightbird, Sidewinder and Comet* You, ladies new?

Rachel:  Yes, Sarah, they're new. Nightbird, do you want to get up here and lay down?  *pats the gurney, and then stretches a bit to very very gently boot Sandra's butt* Don't eat that, Sandy.

Sandra: *pout* But me Sandra hungry....

Nightbird: *small nod, moves to get onto the gurney*

Jack: *will help her, since he's pretty sure she's not as strong as she's trying to appear to be*

Rachel:  Uncle Pandita's bringing something good from the Nexus.  *encouraging smile for her youngest*  You don't want your tummy all filled up so you can't eat any of it, do you?

Sandra: *perks up* Him Uncle Pandita bringing cookies? *hopeful expression*

Rachel:  Cookies, and maybe some botaghetti!  *grin*

Simon:  *head swivels from where he's hugging Sora*  Botaghetti?  Really?

Sora: *slight perk*

Rachel:  You just have to be patient and wait.  Now who thinks they're quiet enough to come with Daddy and me to the med ward?

Destiny: *absent humming, until she spots someone peeking into the lobby* :D  'RAJ!!!

Mirage: *Acks as he's tackleglomped*

Rachel:  *shakes head and chuckles*  Be gentle, Destiny.  He had a weird morning.

Destiny: *Clicks and snuggles Mirage*

Mirage: *pings Rachel's comm* //I would LOVE to know why she always tackles me as opposed to her siblings, Ratchet.//

Rachel:  //Honestly?  I think it's because you're warmer because you're still putting out the energy for your stealth mod.//

Mirage: //.... How soon can that be fixed?//

Rachel:  //Do you want it fixed?  We might be able to replace the stealth tech.//

Mirage: //At the earliest convenient time, I would prefer to have my stealth mod replaced.//

Sarah: *clicks and snuggles the closest of her siblings*

Rachel:  //Well that might take awhile.//  *starts pushing the gurney toward the hall door*  //Just see this as practise for when Dion's big enough to get around.//

Mirage: *Small nod, acks as Destiny accidentally gets him in a ticklish spot*

Rachel:  *grins, then glances around for her husband and the rest of her brood*

Jack: *trying to convince Sandra to quit poking at Greg*

Greg:  *growling and scowling and pouting*

Simon:  *has found a bug and is talking to it as he follows Rachel*

Nightbird: *Regarding the sparklet brood with a neutral expression.  She's got a good hunch from what Greg said that this group of sparklets, other than the two who somewhat resemble herself, are the somewhat infamous 'Dinobots'*

Rachel:  *now pushing the gurney down the hall*  Sandy, don't gnaw on Greg, either.  There are enough dents in the walls already.

Sandra: *SULK*

Jack: *Clicks and moves to herd kids after Rachel*

Simon:  *is herded, still talking to bug*

Sora: *dangling from Simon's back, arms around the big sparklet's neck. Looks completely at ease now*

Comet: *Not sure whether to laugh or keep silent, settles for looking amused*

Sidewinder:  *considering the youngsters in silence and wondering what it would take for she herself to add to the Cybertronian numbers*

Rachel:  Whoops!  *slips behind the gurney to let Raoul and co. race past*

Simon:  *looks up, follows friends!*  :D    *aaaand he and Sora are gooone*

Greg:  *gone too!*

Sarah: *Squeaks and chases after brothers*

Sandra: *Chases Greg!*

Destiny: *Blink blink, GONE!*

Rachel:  *blinks, and then starts chuckling softly*

Mirage: ... *headshake and goes to help Sgt. Madison clear snow from the deck until Major MacKenzie tells them to go off-duty*

Nightbird: *Quietly* That is normal behavior?

Rachel:  *nods, her eyes full of memory as she starts to push the gurney again*  Yeah, though it's been so long that I've nearly forgotten what it's like.

Nightbird: *small nod, considering look*

Sidewinder:  Do they not need supervision?

Rachel:  Raoul and Sora are there.  And Naomi won't be far away.

Jack: And I have a feeling Bert and Autumn will be out with the rest of the creche soon enough. *chuckles*

Nightbird: *small nod, and then she's showing that she wasn't paying attention to the conversation* I would like to speak to the Prime as soon as possible.

Rachel:  He's probably in the Nexus with everybody else.  *grins at Naomi as she trots up*  Hey, sweetheart.  Do you know where the guys are?

Naomi:  *flicks her ears*  Ja.  That vay.  Moeder und Vader vent to the Nexus.  Is it alright if I stay vith you, Aunty Rachel?

Rachel:  Totally alright.  *grins at the little golden and black girl*

Nightbird: *small nod, isn't pleased with having to wait, but will put up with it for now*

Comet: *raised brow for the Warlady*

Sidewinder:  *gives Rachel a dangerous look to which the medic is oblivious, and then notices the child and stares*  What...?

Jack: This is Naomi House. She's half Wustfee. Her mother, Sunshine, is fully Wustfee, and her father is a human.

Naomi:  *looks up, ears perked, then goes to take Jack's hand and walk beside him*  Actually, Uncle Jack.  Wust fee are human, vith other things.  So I'm only Wust fee.

Jack: *surprised* Oh... Didn't know that... *chuckles*

Naomi:  *twitches her ears in a smile for him, dark eyes dancing*

Rachel:  Aaaand here's the med ward.  *pushes the gurney in and takes a quick look at the patients who are already here*

Dion: *is that soft clicking that can be heard from the bed Denver and Tracks are laying on*

Magnus: *asleep, is clicking as well*

Rachel:  Okay, let's just get you up on the table, Nightbird.  And when the guys get back, you'll be ready to taste something real good.  *grin*

Nightbird: *Small nod, attention going to Magnus for a few moments*

Rachel:  You probably know Magnus.  Hmm, and we should probably actually lay you on the floor.  You'll fit right here when you're in root mode.

Nightbird: ... Ultra Magnus lives... *surprised by this*

Rachel:  *grin*  Yup.  And that's his new brother you hear making the baby clicks.

Nightbird: ... *hesitantly moving to get off the gurney*

Comet: *headtilt*

Rachel:  *helps Nightbird*  His new twin brother.

Jack: *Going over to check on the mech*

Tracks:  *sitting up to give the former Decepticons a wary and protective look*    

Nightbird: *sees the look, gives a small nod to Tracks* *quietly, so she doesn't wake anyone who may be sleeping* [We mean no harm. Megatron is our mutual enemy now.]

Tracks:  *lifts his chin and replies in English*  So you say.

Comet: *Scowls at Tracks and speaks before thinking* We wouldn't be here if he hadn't struck the Warlady.

Rachel:  Easy, Comet.  Tracks' got a newspark to protect.  It'd make anyone antsy.  *warning in her blue eyes.  'Don't start anything in my med ward'*

Dion: *more clicks, accompanied by a very soft squeak as he wakes up*

Denver: *soothing sounds, gently rubbing the mechlet's back through his blanket*

Dion: *soft squeak, Big Bubby's sitting up!*

Tracks:  *clicks to the little one without turning*

Nightbird: *blinks a bit, unsure what to say or think regarding the little sparklet*

Dion: *Squeak!* *Clicks and tries to look for where the spout thingie is, is a little hungry*

Tracks:  *looks over his shoulder, and then is getting up to grab Dion's bottle and book it out of the medward on his way to the kitchen*

Denver: *moving to sit up slowly, cradling Dion as she does so*

Dion: *small, confused sound. Where is Big Bubby going?*

Denver: *Soft clicks*

Nightbird: .......

Comet: .... *looks brain-broken now*

Rachel:  Oh, and that's Tracks' mate.  Major Denver MacKenzie.

Denver: ... *looks at Rachel with a surprised look*

Rachel:  *doesn't see the look, she's busy getting Nightbird to the open space on the floor.  She does, however see Sidewinder's bewildered expression and has to bite her cheek to keep from laughing at it*

Comet: *Blurts out what she's thinking* But that's an organic!

Rachel: *looks up at Comet and scratches her nose* Yeah? So?

Denver: *slight scowl* So wh't 'f Ah 'm? Deal wit' 't. *clicks to Dion and reassures the sparklet that Tracks will be back soon*

Tracks:  *back at the same speed he left, has the bottle and a refill*  Here, Dion.  Shhh.  Here's some lunch.  *over onto the bed and gently offering the spout*

Dion: *ooooo! Nom!*

Tracks:  *soft laughter and then kisses Denver on the cheek*  Yes, there we are.

Denver: *ignoring the newcomers now, will lean against Tracks just a bit as Dion drinks his fill* *expression is soft as she watches the little one take in fuel*

Tracks:  *arm around Denver as he clicks encouragingly.  Then looks up and shoots Comet a Look*

Comet: *Flinches*

Sidewinder:  *glances at her trine sister sideways, her annoyance at Comet's speaking out of line clear*

Rachel:  Alright, now let's get this done.  *rubs hands together and gets tools, then gets ready to get to work*

((Co-written with random_xtras))