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[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

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[THEN LET'S GO...we can take the trash can with us.]

I don't know. Some doctors are really weird. [He looks around warily.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[BLURR NO]

Yeah. They can be. Thankfully, Knock Out seems like a pretty decent person. For the most part.

[Hey nobody's perfect.]

[raceme]

[HE'S SCARED OF DOCTORS AND ENCLOSED PLACES, OKAY???? ;; Have mercy.]
We never talked, I only know about him thanks to Sentinel.

[Still trying to find a way out of this glass prison. Sorry Drift but now that he realizes he's trapped his claustrophobia is increasing.]

T-there's a door. [Blurr manages to stand up after trying three times. He's trying to fight the urge to throw up because that's gross and he has other pressing matters in mind like GETTING OUT of this place.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Does drift need to hug you because he will

Drift remains kneeling on the floor, optics narrowing as he watches Blurr. THE DOOR MIGHT NOT WORK BRO JUST SAYIN']

Blurr, are you okay?

[raceme]

[Maybe that could help. A lot.]

Yes perfect I am perfect. Is not showing? I am alright so there's no reason why I should stay here any longer. [He keeps pulling at the door but no, it refuses to open and Blurr. He's starting to feel terrified.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

I think if we were safe to be around others, we would have been let out by now.

[Yeeeaaaah you're looking a little frantic there, buddy. Drift stands up and makes his way over to the door, being sure to give Blurr plenty of room.]

We just need to be a little patient. Try thinking about something else for a while.

[raceme]

[That stops him from trying to pull the door open but the unhappy face is not going away.] Do you think we are a danger to others? That's what the medic said?

[He appreciates the space, he really does Drift.]

IdontknowhowtothinkaboutsomethingelseIjustwanttogetout.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Well we were kind of running around in a dangerous radioactive area.

[YEEEEEEEEEEEEEP that sounds like some claustrophobia. He keeps his distance, but holds a hand out invitingly to the little blue booger.]

Would it help if I talked about something?

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But they were supposed to fix us, I thought we were already clean. I want to take a bath actually, I feel filthy.

[Took you long enough. Blurr hesitates for a few seconds, staring. Finally he takes Drifts hand and gives it a squeeze, maybe a bit more strong than he should. He's tense.]

Yes, I think it would.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Yeah, I feel a little gross too. As soon as we're out of here, that's the first thing I'm going to do.

...actually. the first thing I'm going to do is apologize to Wing for vanishing for hours on end and not telling him I was going out in the first place, but anyway...

[WHOOPS huh. And don't worry about it, Blurr, Drift's a tough guy. He can take a little hand squeezy.]

And preference on the subject, or shall I just make something up as I go along?

[raceme]

But we could do it right now. [Whine whine whine >: He wants to leaveeeee.]

Oh, Wing.

[What would he do without such strong friends?]

N-no this is okay we can talk about anything. So uhm..you ang Wing...? [Already and again? You guys sure move fast, Blurr is proud of you two.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Well Drift was going to reply to that first bit BUT UH. Well he's a little flustered now Blurr THANKS A LOT]

I uh... W-well I... I mean, I don't know. We've "gone out" once. [said complete with air quotes] So I don't really... I mean, he went out with someone else too so I don't... actually know. Like anything.

I mean, if that's what you're even referring to. If not then I just made a huge idiot of myself.

[raceme]

[You are welcome! :3

And ey, this conversation at least gets a somewhat smile form Blurr. He's panicking less, so it's helping.]

Yes that's what I meant. Give it time to figure things out? There's no need to rush anything if you aren't at ease with it.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[WELL as long as it's helping Blurr relax Drift doesn't mind making an ass of himself.]

Not gonna lie, that's pretty much the last thing I expected to hear from you.

[no need to rush REALLY BLURR]

I mean, he's made it kind of obvious that he's at least interested, right? But it like. It blows my mind a little.

[raceme]

[True friendship right there, ladies and gentlemen.]

Uh...but why that?


[Ah, the irony is lost to him. He doesn't think he dopes things that fast. You all do them slow. Difference!]

And why that? You are quite the catch. [Oh he said that out loud, didn't he?]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Because you're. Blurr. Y'know, fast everything? I guess it wasn't a very good joke, was it.

[OH YEAH YOU SURE DID SAY THAT OUT LOUD MM HMM.]

What does... that mean, exactly?

[Oh God Blurr have you been checking Drift out oh space jesus]

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I am not fast at absolutely everything. [His private life would suck if he were. Not like he has one right now, but still.] Ohitwasajoke. Ah...n-noooOOOOOoooo it's okay. [That was awful Drift, being a comedian is not on your skill list.

Ohshi---He's babbling really fast now.]

-I just _{meant that} you are really brave and ^{a good friend}and strong and you have nice thighs ^{and I did I mention} brave and good friend?

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift kind of caught all that. Kind of. Definitely heard the part about the thighs.

So he glances down at them. Huh. Well then.]

Oh. Uh. Thanks?

[BLURR WHAT]

[raceme]

[Well those are nice!

Blurr's optics are so bright right now. He's looking everywhere but Drift.] Youarewelcome... So he..what I was trying to say is that I wish you two the best luck on whatever you have going on.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Well now Drift's laughing so hey]

You're too adorable. Are you even for real?

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[.....! If he could he would puff his cheeks in embarrassment like a jigglypuff. not like he knows what even a jigglypuff is.]

I'm n-not adorable!

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Sorry, but I'm gonna have to disagree with you on that!

[Sorry Blurr Drift feels like teasing you ok]

[raceme]

[At this point, teasing Blurr is like a national sport. He should be used to it by now.]

You are a silly mech, drift. [But ey, he's not scared anymore. Good job distracting him.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

A silly mech with nice thighs, apparently. I'll take it.

[MISSION ACCOMPLISHED YAY]

[raceme]

[If mech could choke on air, Blurr would have done it. Instead, he punches Drift's arm but not with much force.]

S-stop making fun of me, dummy, or I'll tell Wing.