Remedy

[winged_knight]

WHO: Wing and First Aid (as Wing wakes up), then anyone who decides to come by...
WHERE: Ratchet's Medibay
WHEN: Now. After this, and this, this, this.
WHAT: Wing wakes up in medibay, mostly recovered from the accident with Soundwave.
WARNINGS: None yet. Probably lots of FEELS though?



The accident with Soundwave's nightmare had taken them all by surprise, none more than Wing himself of course. He'd been out for a few days, and though he'd woken long enough for the medics to determine there was no permanent damage, the ache in his cortex was such that returning to blissful unconsciousness during recovery was better all around.

The anomalous activity of Wing's spark had been quiet for a few days now, the readings more within normal range, and the spike in brain activity also gone now that his own set of nightmares had ceased.

When the repair status of his systems reached certain tolerances, he's coaxed back to the waking world. Wing comes online slowly, step by step, diagnostics held in temporary check thanks to treatment protocols, to be run manually later after full system boot.

Amber light flickered from behind the shuttered optics, opening slowly to take in his surroundings. A groan as he put a hand to his helm instinctively. He raised up onto an elbow, trying to push through the disorientation and get his bearings.

~~~

A short time later, he'll be sitting on the med berth, still achy, disorientated and perhaps a touch distressed, but capable enough to carry on a conversation with anyone who comes by.

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[winged_knight]

Wing wants nothing more than to give Drift that right. It's what he's trying his hardest now to do. But it's like his last words go unheard.

For Wing it's always been about what others needed and what he could do to make them happy. Love, in all of its forms and whatever the source, has always been boundless and limitless; he always has more to give. But it's always been in smaller doses, never quite like this.

When Drift tears away from him it's tangible, a painful rent between them, and Wing realizes his mistake too late. Maybe this was more commonplace in Crystal City, but perhaps not in Drift's world.

"Drift, wait!" Wing reaches out, trying to throw his arms around the other's back and hoping not to be rebuffed. "No one, just you! Please, listen--I just want to prevent what happened yesterday from happening again. I don't want you doubting like that. Please..."

[sword_redemption]

Drift pauses in the doorway, one hand squeezing on the door's frame.

"Wing. Be with whomever you want." He doesn't know how much he means to Drift. Drift's not used to having anyone. Drift had lost Gasket, and Wing, once, already. And he knew he clung too tightly, and he could see already this was going to strangle Wing.

If he put limits on Wing, the jet would chafe against them, sooner or later. That wasn't how it was supposed to work, as far as Drift figured. And he knew how well Wing dealt with rules he didn't like back at Crystal City.

"It won't happen again, Wing. I won't stand in your way."

[winged_knight]

No. He won't let this happen, especially as it originates with him. Wing is a stubborn mech, especially when it comes to setting things right. He'll chase after Drift if he has to. As it is, he hastily closes the distance between the berth and the doorway, pinions quivering in reaction.

"Drift! Why won't you listen to me, please!?" He's caught somewhere between frustration and panic now. It's like a rejection, being handed off to someone else, however merciful it seemed to be. Under normal circumstances he'd try to handle it gracefully, but this feels like a misunderstanding.

"Don't you see Drift: You're the one I want! More than anything..." There's a desperate catch in his voice, he can't quite hide it and isn't certain he cares. Pride and ego be damned, neither would sustain him the way this love would. If only he be allowed to give it.

[sword_redemption]

Drift turns. He at least ought to face Wing. "I am listening. And I don't want to control you. I want you to be happy." He shrugs. "If you want someone else, that's not anything I need to be involved in." At all.

Because he knows he'll still follow Wing around, accepting any crumb of attention he can.

[winged_knight]

"You're not controlling me, the choices are mine in the end aren't they?" His browridge is furrowed under his helm, Wing's face taut just as his emotions are.

"You make me happy. And I hope, I do the same for you? If you want this at all...please don't go."

"I'm sorry."