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re_alignment_logs2014-05-21 11:03 pm
primest) wrote in re_alignment_logs2014-05-21 11:03 pm
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WHO: knock out and sentinel
WHERE: a nondescript area in the junk pile
WHEN: todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
WHAT: idiots being idiots also one of them gets shot for being an idiot (it's knock out)
WARNINGS: a little bit of robo-blood and also probably lots of robot swearing
Quite possibly the worst thing about being surrounded by mechs you hate means that it gets quite hard to avoid them all.
Thankfully, the Junk Pile was a thing that existed and something that was hideously easy to find neat spots that no-one had any interest in going near. This space even had a neat little robo-couch! Those are so hard to find! Sentinel would carry it back to his room if he cared enough to clean it properly.
Oh, well. Back to being an avoidant dumbshit baby and shooting at those little makeshift targets he made with his totally-not-given-by-the-Pillar-gun. Stopping every now and then to make sure he's still alone and that no-one would get in the way like Cliffjumper taught him.
WHERE: a nondescript area in the junk pile
WHEN: todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
WHAT: idiots being idiots also one of them gets shot for being an idiot (it's knock out)
WARNINGS: a little bit of robo-blood and also probably lots of robot swearing
Quite possibly the worst thing about being surrounded by mechs you hate means that it gets quite hard to avoid them all.
Thankfully, the Junk Pile was a thing that existed and something that was hideously easy to find neat spots that no-one had any interest in going near. This space even had a neat little robo-couch! Those are so hard to find! Sentinel would carry it back to his room if he cared enough to clean it properly.
Oh, well. Back to being an avoidant dumbshit baby and shooting at those little makeshift targets he made with his totally-not-given-by-the-Pillar-gun. Stopping every now and then to make sure he's still alone and that no-one would get in the way like Cliffjumper taught him.
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He's now taking advantage of his horsepower and driving at fast speed around all the Haven. Bulkhead still has to finish building his roads and when Knock Out get bored of the plain terrain of Trion's quadrant he head to the Junkpile. It's dirtier but it's also uneven and has interesting surfaces to drive on. He's going so fast that he's pretty much oblivious to everything around him.
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Sentinel doesn't care if Knock Out is around being a moron. If you're out and about like a moron, it's your own deal to pay attention. He doesn't do much beyond scowl in the ex-Con's general direction. Screw you, buddy.
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He's not even looking at you buddy, scowl as much as you want. In fact, Knock Out doesn't even notice the other mech, nor did he notice any of the projectiles Sentinel shot randomly and that now are making their way down.
When the the first one hits the ground next to him Knock Out leaves skid marks on the ground when he makes an startled U turn. It's a second unexpected projectile what finally hits his side, causing him to flip and fell down one of the Junkpile's hills. Thanks Primus it's a small one but sounds of glass shattering and metal groaning can be heard while the car is flipping over and over and until it comes to a stop.
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Physics sure is a bitch, huh? Sentinel immediately stops firing at the targets and kind of just. Stares at Knock Out appearing out of no-where and skidding manically. Did he really get hit? Is his luck this bad?
Well. His robo-finger prints will be all over the scene, so there's no way he can just bugger off and leave Knock Out. He sighs deeply and retracts the gun back into his arm before sauntering over to sliding down the same hill Knock Out went over. Boy. This sure is a situation that's happening right now.
It takes a few seconds of looking around but. Yep. There he is. What a tool. "You're still alive, right? Don't tell me I have to expend the effort of making up an alibi."
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You tell him, bro. The projectile wasn't so bad, the falling down over pieces of debris and junk was. Knock Out and bad luck go together like Batman and the night.
He manages to change back to robot mode after two failed attempts and one of his hands presses over his bleeding side, all the way cursing in a way that would make a Constructicon blush. For a mech who's usually more classy than that, Knock Out sure has a colorful language.
He would flip you off, Sentinel, if his head weren't buzzing. "W-was that you!? You son of a g...auughh!" Guess what, stressing his system is, surprisingly, not helping him much. I hope you aren't squeamish over bright blue robot blood, Sentinel.
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If he's bothered by the energon, he's making an effort to not show it - instead choosing to try and remain detached and blase about the entire situation. "No. You must've hit a rock or something." That's an awful lot of energon. People don't usually bleed unless something vital was hit. Well, as long as Knock Out doesn't know about the whole gun thing and doesn't actually die, he'll be fine.
He moves to crouch down next to where Knock Out is whining. "You're the medic here. Try not to go offline."
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Out of habit, Knock Out reaches out for a prod he doesn't have anymore and cringes from the movement.
"S-stay away from me." The last thing he wants is a much bigger mech around him when he can't defend himself. In the past that never ended well. "I knew you were resentful about what happened between us but I can't believe you'd try to offline me for it."
Dramatic much? That's Knock Out for you in a normal day, it's time time worse when he's in pain. "Easier done than said."
He looks down, murmurs some more curses upon seeing all the scratches in his beautiful finish and then moves the hand away to give the wound a look. It bleeds even more when he's not pressing it close and the hand is back on its former place in seconds. He shakes his head, feeling dizzy. "I stabbed my side with a on the way down thanks to whatever you were doing. I can't fix it myself."
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"Do I look like I have a gun?! I'm not going to hurt you, moron." He backs up, huffing and pretty clearly 100% more pissed off than he was before. Not even internally panicking from the energon anymore, his mindset has instantly snapped to from 'maybe I shouldn't let him bleed out here' to 'fuck this guy he can go die in a hole'.
"I didn't do anything." He hisses, "Tell me how to move you without doing more damage then, medic." Just don't expect him to be careful.
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He knows people takes advantatge of others when they're this hurt. Then again Sentinel's an autobot. Yet not the best autobot ever either. The medic gives him a wary look.
"I'm not sure if that's a good idea either, moving would make the wound worse."
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One of those being leaving Knock Out here to slowly bleed out, after he's seen Sentinel at the scene. Look, he'll even prove it; "Well, I'm not about to just sit here and watch you die, so. I can either carry you back orrrrr we'll have some new red spare parts."
He makes a 'weighing things' motion with his hands. What a hard choice this is.
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"Alright, I guess that things can't really get worse. I need to weld the wound close until I can get to my medbay and fix it properly but there's that little problem...when I stop pressing on the wound and remove my hand, it opens wide and bleeds more. I'm going to need you to help me with that. I hope your hands aren't dirty."
How do you feel about getting blood all over your persona, Sentinel? Because he's not taking a no for and answer.
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"Hey, I've been out here all day. I'm not promising you won't die from a massive infection, but the important thing is we tried." That's a joke. Sentinel would never let himself get too dirty. Are his hands clean metaphorically? Probably not. He'll just... look away from the gross sparking and energon. Yeah. Good idea.
Sorry, Knock Out. He probably won't give a fuck if you go into stasis. It'll just make dragging you back easier.
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"Oh that's great. I think I want it on my obituary." He almost growls, words being hissed between clenched teeth. In a different day he might have appreciated the joke. Maybe.
"Ah, this won't be an easy ride..." Quickly, since he still doesn't trust Sentinel to not change his mind and move his hands away, he activates the blowtorch built into his index finger.
Knock Out tries to seal the wound as fast as he can but it still hurts like hell. One doesn't need to be a doctor to know that his systems are struggling to keep him conscious. If something, Knock Out's even more aware of it because he knows the signs the body sends before is about to get into stasis. Once is done he still feels like death and he leans forward, almost passing out.
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He's not looking forward to the fallout from this. No doubt, Knock Out will make a scene. Maybe the damage on him will cover the projectile marks. This is really not something he wants to deal with ever.
There's a sigh and he tries to discreetly look away as Knock Out works. Something about all that energon is just... squicks him out slightly. Sure, he's seen stuff like this before, but mechs from his universe don't tend to leak energon like that unless something vital got hit. When the medic is done and leans forward, he puts his other hand on his shoulder and pushes him back, frowning in annoyance. "You sealed it up. Stop behaving like a newly sparked protoform and get up."
If his days as a drill sergeant taught him anything, it's that making mechs angry enough with you to try and prove something usually motivates them to push themselves. Get to it, you red pansy.
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Moving a hand up to hold onto Sentinel's arm for balance, Knock Out has to blink a few times before being able to answer. If asked, he will say he only grabbed the other mech's arm so he could frown at him properly. It's not as he needed the support or anything.
"In case you missed the bright blue pool around us, I'm short on energon right now." He's not letting you go, bro, if you want him to stand up you will have to help him. Knock Out's angry and that is helping but he's also a really pathetic creature when he's in pain.
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Guess what he is never going to let go? It is that. He'd consider this pay back if he cared enough to think he owed Knock Out for help after Ambulon slapped his shit. He does, however, let the medic cling on to him. Medically inclined he may not be, but he can still see that, in his professional opinion, Knock Out has lost a metric shitton of energon. Guess he'll just give support around Knock Out's back. It's something, at least.
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"....my poor finish too..."
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Sure, there's energon on him, but he's not in the state that a few hours in the washrack won't fix.
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Knock Out leans some more on Sentinel, optics dim. He's close to get into assistant, which can't be good in his current state. Perhaps someone should drag him to the medbay.
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Ugh, yeah, he can see that. "I don't think you could walk that. Could I carry you, or would that tear the wound open again?"
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"No, I sealed it well, it won't open unless you drop me. Are you really offering me help? Oh Primus, I am really DYING AREN'T I? Tell Sora I left him my buffer and my firelizard."
Aside from that, no one's allowed to touch any of his stuff.
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"Yeah, I'll make sure to put what I mentioned on your obituary."
Enjoy getting carried like the prissy goddamn princess you are, Knock Out.
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"Really considerate of you."
You say that as if he's going to complain about being carried to places. He could get used to it if it doesn't involve him bleeding to death. "You are stronger than you look like."
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"It's the least I can do. I'll take first claim for all your stuff, too." Not that Knock Out even has anything he wants beyond general paint coat-y taking care of things. High class buffer! "Obviously. I wouldn't be where I am if I was weak."
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"No way. I will come back as a phantom and haunt you all day." He leans against sentinel, closing his optics. "Fair point."
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"Too bad ghosts aren't real. Guess I'll miss out on your haunting."
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"Wrong. We had a ghost here, time ago. He had seem really amazing hair too. We also had demons. One was an angel first, though, she worked in my clinic as my secretary."
You might believe he's babbling due to energon loss, Sentinel, but no. All that happened.
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