The Spine (
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re_alignment_logs2014-03-17 11:01 pm
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02 \\ OPEN
WHO: The Spine and anyone
WHERE: The Spine had meant to head from the Junkpile back to the Hub but in his current condition it's easy to imagine him wandering elsewhere without realizing it.
WHEN: March 16th
WHAT: Someone's sick, oops.
WARNINGS: The Spine is a dork, does that count?
The discovery of the strange formation of brown crystals didn't even strike the bot as odd. Who was he to say what was normal to find and what wasn't? What he hadn't found so far was any sign of instruments, and itching to put his fingers to guitar strings that was what his thoughts were on. Musing if maybe someone else that had arrived had found or made one, or if they knew where one might be. Something to think about, maybe he'd put out a call later on.
But he certainly should have gotten back to the Hub by now. Even on foot he wasn't that slow... except for the fact that apparently he'd stopped walking without realizing. A hiccup in the multitasking protocols more than likely, easy enough to shrug off. Unlike the way the world was starting to sway around him. Various alerts cropping up to warn him of the sudden imbalance he was suffering, the titanium automaton letting out a startled billow of steam as he tried to shift his stance so his servos would re-align with which way was up. At least that was the plan.
What happened instead was his vision blurring to static for an alarming moment, and anyone nearby would have seen the robot suddenly stumbling, foot catching and sending him to the ground in a heap, steam curling from vents and along the vertebrae protruding from his back.
WHERE: The Spine had meant to head from the Junkpile back to the Hub but in his current condition it's easy to imagine him wandering elsewhere without realizing it.
WHEN: March 16th
WHAT: Someone's sick, oops.
WARNINGS: The Spine is a dork, does that count?
The discovery of the strange formation of brown crystals didn't even strike the bot as odd. Who was he to say what was normal to find and what wasn't? What he hadn't found so far was any sign of instruments, and itching to put his fingers to guitar strings that was what his thoughts were on. Musing if maybe someone else that had arrived had found or made one, or if they knew where one might be. Something to think about, maybe he'd put out a call later on.
But he certainly should have gotten back to the Hub by now. Even on foot he wasn't that slow... except for the fact that apparently he'd stopped walking without realizing. A hiccup in the multitasking protocols more than likely, easy enough to shrug off. Unlike the way the world was starting to sway around him. Various alerts cropping up to warn him of the sudden imbalance he was suffering, the titanium automaton letting out a startled billow of steam as he tried to shift his stance so his servos would re-align with which way was up. At least that was the plan.
What happened instead was his vision blurring to static for an alarming moment, and anyone nearby would have seen the robot suddenly stumbling, foot catching and sending him to the ground in a heap, steam curling from vents and along the vertebrae protruding from his back.
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He slowed down on his approach once he had a visual on the figure on the ground. That certainly didn't look very good! Not even bothering to stop, Hot Rod transformed once he gauged himself close enough to do so, covering the last bit of distance between him and the fallen automaton in several large steps.
"Hey! You okay?" he asked as he crouched beside The Spine.
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Given how tall Hot Rod was in comparison to him even crouching, he just forced himself over onto his back, steam hissing from vents around his face, between the seams of plating along his throat as he focused, green optics brightening to track the concerned Autobot.
"I'm... I'm fine?" He was wasn't he? His diagnostic systems hadn't alerted him to trouble, all his systems were showing normal operation... "...What'm I doin' on the ground?"
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"You got me. I was hoping you could explain- you were on the ground when I saw you." The Spine's response wasn't a very good one. All that steam, was that normal?
Hot Rod extended a hand to offer helping the automaton to his feet, if he could manage it.
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"Got dizzy. Dunno why but vision went static and next thing I know I'm gettin' a good look at the pavement." He wasn't as okay as he was trying to pretend- Even as he accepted that hand up, he could feel the world swaying again, grip on the other's larger finger slipping, sending him to a hard sit again.
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"Wonder if that weird...sickness? Is still going around. It wasn't too long ago, but something was affecting both organics and non-organics. In any case, maybe you should get checked up or something," Hot Rod suggested. "How long have you been like this?"
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"Just started. Been fine right up until I hit the floor." Which never really pointed to anything good in his experience.
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...which led him to wonder if it might be contagious. He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to worry about such things. Besides, he couldn't just leave the guy, now could he?
"Come on. We should probably get you to the clinic to get checked out."
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"Sounds like a good idea..." Not that the titanium bot was moving at all, whether he realized that fact or not.
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"Okay, I'll get you there right away." Although it didn't seem like this guy was budging, so Hot Rod doubted he would be able to climb into a vehicle. "...just hang on, okay? And sorry if this doesn't help for your dizziness, but it'll be real quick, promise."
Because he was going to carefully scoop up The Spine before ducking into his alt-mode with the smaller bot seated at the wheel.
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"Probably a good thing for the both of us that I'm not built with a stomach..." Just mumbled as he let his head tilt back against the rest, optics partly lidded.
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With a queasy passenger aboard, the Autobot figured that it would probably be best to stick to smoother ground and use what roads they had. His engine revving, he started forward, reminding himself not to go too fast either.
"So what's your name anyway? I'm Hot Rod."
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It took a moment before he realized he was being asked a question, and he gave his head a brief shake to try and pay better mind.
"The Spine... nice to meet you Hot Rod, even if it could've been better circumstances."
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The lights on his dashboard flickered and synched with the words spoken, steering wheel turning subtly to keep them on track. Solus' temple shouldn't be too long to get to, especially not when you're driving.
"So you don't have any idea how you could've gotten like this? What were you doing before I found you?"
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It was pure luck that he didn't run The spine over as he passed by him, fast as lighting. It took him a few seconds to process that he saw some blurry thing in the ground. The car stopped. Curiosity won and he finally decided to drive back and take a look at what it was.]
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Not that The Spine noticed. Green optics lighting dimly as he started to realize that yes, there was something going by, and maybe it was a good idea to make sure it wasn't something that wanted to step on him.
But at the same time that would require more movement, and while he did seem to make a good try at it, he didn't make it beyond shifting his arms to support himself a few inches up before just slumping again with a new billow of steam. Nope, this was not okay.]
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Knock Out sees the organic looking man, at least the was the same size as the average human here, and changed back to robot mode before approaching it.]
Are you dead? [Knock Out: all sense and sensibility.]
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After a moment he actually managed to move a bit more, mostly just managing to push himself onto his back, grimacing as the world swam before his optics from that little movement.]
Doubt it. Everything's swingin' around too much for that.
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Oh, good then. Corpses end smelling. You are new here, that much is obvious. I never saw you before..[You really look odd for a human.] Not feeling so hot, hm? Are you overcharged?
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Don't remember hittin' the floor either though... [A slight grimace, hand lifting to rub at the side of his neck.] Gonna be a pain to smooth out any scuffing.
[What were they talking about again?]
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Knock Out shakes his head and moves to pick him up from the ground.He will do it really carefully if the man lets him.]
I'll drag you to the medbay. [If only so people can say he let you out there to die.] How lucky of you that it was a medic who found you.
So, what's your story? You are not human as I first thought. Or are you only partially human, like Albert?
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Nope, nothing but steam powered robot here. Name's The Spine. [With as slow as he was speaking, it was plain that focusing was a bit difficult for him right now.]
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Mine's Knock Out. I can't say I've meet many steampuck robots like you before. Did you wake up here all of sudden or you was trying to get away from the acolytes in the temple? [He's seen newbies try to do really stupid things when they arrive and get scared, like head straight to the Badlands.]
Can you be sumerged under water or that will fry your circuits? Trion's Lake is closer than Solus's temple and perhaps it will be good if we lower your temperature before we try to reach the medbay.
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No, been here a couple days. Was... was headed back to the Hub from the Junkpile.
Subme- no. So long as there's no... no smoke comin' out with the steam I'll be okay to the medbay. Can get some ice there, that might help cool me down...
[Overheating is bad yes, but submerging is bad too, no swim for The Spine please.]
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We would get there faster if I changed into my alt mode, I'm sure you can fit inside. You seems to have caught the same as Sora.
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In response to the suggestion, he just nods. Though really it's questionable how much of that he'd caught, optics already starting to dim again.]
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