[Closed]

[raceme]

WHO: Drift, Sentinel, Blurr and a brief appearance of Knock Out.
WHERE: The clinic at Solus's temple, later the washracks.
WHEN:  A bit after they get rescued and dragged to the medbay
WHAT: The boys waking up in the clinic in need of some rest and a proper bath.
WARNINGS: Team Losers and friendship shenanigans.


[Knock Out was really glad that a year ago he had the wits to set a Quarantine Room in the medbay but he never imagined he'll had to use it. From behind the glass, he studied the three current occupants of the room, each one in one of the berth and all of them still passed out. Blurr's paintjob was even back to its vivid blue.

One of the medi-drones approached the medic and handled him a data pad that he studied with a cocky smile on his lips. As expected, his decontamination procedure was over and a total success. The risk of the trio potentially contaminating the medical personnel and the environment was gone but Knock Out kept them in there just to check their reactions when they woke up. Those were always interesting.]

Comments

BABY FIX THE WHAT

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift's reaction was completely uncool. The first thing he did upon waking up was stumble clumsily off his berth and over to the nearest waste basket where he promptly voided the contents of his tank. BLUUUUGH.

He then decided that the floor was a good place to live and slumped down to his knees, arm wrapped around the waste basket in case he got sick again. He made a dumb whining sound and thunked his forehead against the rim of the basket.

But hey at least he wasn't radioactive anymore. Big tick.]

WOOOPS SORRY /fixed

[deadlydoctor]

[Yep. So glad that they added trash cans everywhere too. Knock Out taps at the glass to get Drift to notice him.]

Welcome to the back of the living, Drift. remind me agian why were you allowed to go anywhere unsupervised.

YOU ARE THE CHAMPION

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift glances toward the glass, but barely moves otherwise.]

Muhh?

[Give him a minute he's getting his shit together.

/)///(\ Oh, hush you ♥

[deadlydoctor]

Eloquent as ever. [Knock Out chuckles and goes on, sounding really cheerful.]

As you might have noticed, corpses don't throw up so, congrats! You survived the radiation! But barely, that's it. What were you three thinking? We had to decontaminate you a half dozen times. eight times with the speedy lawbot there because his armor is much thinner.

O pshaw~

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Well, Knock Out did have a point. Drift was in fact alive, that was pretty cool. He heaved himself to his feet and back over to his berth, ungracefully plunking his big butt on the edge facing the medic.]

I don't know about them, but I followed Blurr inside to keep an eye on him. Like you said, his armor's thin. Figured he could use a hand.

[AND HE'D BEEN RIGHT ABOUT THAT.]

I guess I didn't really plan it through beyond that.

♥

[deadlydoctor]

[Being alive is definitely the number one priority of Knock Out as well.]

That was sweet of you, Drift. Idiotic as hell but sweet. What's the point of trying to go help someone when you aren't ready to actually help them? It's a miracle Bulkhead dragged your sorry afts here in time.

Anyway...since you are awake let's go with the basics questions. Besides the dizziness, which is normal, does anything feel wrong? Is your interior melting? [It shouldn't be, he checked.]

SLAMS IN HERE

[primest]

[YOU KNOW WHAT SUCKS. RADIATION. RADIATION SUCKS A GIANT FLOPPY ONE.

sentinel's still completely disorientated and feels like robo-puking everywhere the second he finally comes to consciousness. he sits up for a few seconds wondering how the fuck he got into knock out's medibay... then sees blurr, remembers what happened and immediately tries to get off his berth...

... and makes it about 2 steps before face planting. fuck everything, he's just gonna lie here on the floor until he stops seeing triple.]

CAN I BUTT ALL UP IN HERE

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift kind of just. Watches this from his spot on the floor by the waste basket. He feels a tiny bit better about himself, at least he hadn't fallen the fuck down.

It takes him a moment, but he manages to heave himself to his feet, and he makes his way over to where Sentinel is laying in a Sentinel pile. he kneels next to him and places a hand on his shoulder, half to steady himself and half to make sure Sentinel hasn't completely passed out.]

Hey. Need a hand?

u can butt all up into me all u want babe

[primest]

[he groans on the floor and shifts so the arm he landed on (ow) is no longer trapped under his chest and puts both hands on either side of his head, before shifting them to pull both his audials down shut up they can totally move]

Mrrghgpf. Blurr?

GOOD I LOVE BUTTS

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift scoots back a bit, settling on his knees as he watches Sentinel.]

Ah, no. It's Drift. We uh, met in the radioactive death bunker? I dropped out of the ceiling on you.

YEAHHHHHHhhh

[primest]

No, is he alive?

[GOING GREY IS REALLY BAD IN HIS UNIVERSE OKAY

he's still pulling on his audials.] Didn't look too good.

eeeeeeeee

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[DUDE IT'S BAD IN DRIFT'S TOO IT MEANS DEAD YAAAAAY]

He definitely looks better.

[Drift glances over toward Blurr's berth.]

He's still recharging, though. I'm really not surprised, he barely has any armor on him. Radiation must have hit him hard.

B-BE GENTLE

[deadlydoctor]

[WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED, UH?

Blurr twitches in his bed, not completely aware but getting there. And then a voice interrupts Sentinel's misery.]

Don't break your chin, I don't want to imagine how much time I'll have to spend fixing it.

NEVER

[primest]

Funny.

[nope not even gonna look at knock out, staying face down. somehow, despite the chin.]

How did... get here?

HOW DARE YOU

[deadlydoctor]

One of the monster decided to adopt you as his cup and dragged you here grabbing you by the neck.

[1,2,3...]

How do you think you got here? Someone dragged your sorry body to me, that's it. Bulkhead to be more precise. Dizziness aside, are you feeling sore anywhere?

hon hon hon hon

[primest]

Greaaaat.

[SIGH.]

Sore all over. Did he throw me, or something?

[raceme]

[By the time Blurr open his optics Knock Out's already gone. He stares at the sky, wondering why is it made of metal.

Oh. Right. Ceiling.
D'uh.

He tries to stand up, loses his balance because his upper body weighs more than his legs can take at the moment and ends with his back on the floor and his fheels still on the berth. Somehow that happened. And somehow, he's back at staring at the ceiling.]


....gnnnnghhnn......?

[primest]

[HEYA BUDDY GUESS WHO MADE IT TO YOUR BERTH AND IS SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO IT.

poke.]

[raceme]

Ouch. [Don't do that ;;

Blurr looks at him, groggily.]...Sentinel? Ah...Sentinel. [You are here! Also he's dizzy, don't mind Blurr hugging your arm.] Are we dead? I feel dead.

[primest]

[EW GROSS FEELINGS GET THEM AWAY. he just awkwardly pats blurr's shoulder in response.]

No. Unless Knock Out died and is still an enormous aft in the Well. Which... is entirely possible, to be honest.

[raceme]

[He almost died, let him be clingy.]

He might be but I always imagined the life on the other side to be less painful. I can't barely move. What happened? Are you okay? Is Drift alive too?

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift kind of watched that little display from his berth, muffling a laugh behind his hand. Awww poor Blurr your life is suffering.

He hopped off his berth and crossed the room, dropping to his knees next to Blurr and peeking over him with a friendly smile. Here nerd, let him offer you a hand up.]

Well! You're looking much better!

[raceme]

[His life is made of fail.]

Drift! you are alive and well too! [Either that or he's hallucinating. It 's a possibility. Blurr gives him a sheepish smile as he takes his hand.

You are getting a hug too.] I didn't get to thank you properly for all the help. Where are we?

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Alive, yes. Still working on "well".

[He feels like someone teleported a pack of rabid hyenas into his tank okay. It's not pleasant. and YAY HUGS don't mind Drift if he plunks his head on your shoulder and groans a bit. bluuuugh.]

Don't mention it. My guess would be clinic, but I've never seen this part of it before. Knock Out was here earlier being ...well, Knock Out.

[raceme]

I feel like my spark imploded too. [Blurr's not feelings to peachy either. Hugging people is a method to go and try to make the world stop spinning.]

Uh...The clinic!? [He was that sick? No no no he wants to leave.] CanIgotomyroomalready?