I FEEL SO ACTIVE

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

WHO: Ambulon, Shockwave
WHERE: Shockwave's current location
WHEN: Shortly after Shockwave arrives; specifically after this thread.
WHAT: Shock's got a blown out optic. Ambubu decides to give it a looksy.
WARNINGS: I don't know. TBA, maybe. Mods, Shockwave tag, if you please? :3c

Man, if Cybertronians actually had organic muscles and fat and all that jazz, Ambulon would be in tip-top shape, what with all the running. Gathering a medkit, Ambulon quickly took off, hoofing it as fast as possible. Though not entirely sure his new patient was in any immediate danger, he didn't want to risk taking his time.

Fortunately, though it felt like eternity, it wasn't that long a trip. Ambulon arrived, cycles pushing air and coolant through his chassis. The coordinates led him to Shockwave's location, and he was... somewhat surprised.

This was a Shockwave. This could possibly end up one of the worst decisions Ambulon ever made, but... He cautiously approached the Decepticon, like one would a wounded animal (not too far off), holding up the medkit.

"Ambulon," he said, "we spoke over the link. I'm here to treat your optic."

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[staresat]

Worst decision ever? Maybe in the future, but right now he doesn't appear to have anything particularly horrific planned after the repair is done. In fact, he was silently poised against a wall, more akin to a statue built into the room than an actual living thing.

Ambulon's footsteps broke that, however, causing Shockwave's darkened optic to drift in his direction, never quite pinpointing his location. The introduction came quick enough to avoid him attempting to ward off whomever may have just approached, but there wasn't much of a warm welcome in kind.

In return, there was just a constant, expectant stare. How can one tell it's expectant? Well, what else would he be waiting for? This situation wasn't getting any more pleasant for him. Go on, get to it. He already explained what as wrong. It's better if they get this over with as quickly as possible.

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Ambulon wasn't one for words either, to be quite honest. Though it was a little daunting. Mostly because it was Shockwave. Or someone that looked pretty damn identical to the Shockwave he "knew". Still, he approached him carefully, taking his right side. Felt kind of dwarfed, a little.

"All right, I'm just going to..." Ambulon said nothing more, cautiously reached up to touch and feel the busted optic. Gently picked away the shattered casing, until he got a good view of the inner workings. He leaned forward, squinting, fingers feeling around inside the gaping hole. Figured Shockwave couldn't feel anything, but it was kind of weird anyway.

"Hmm. All right. I think I know what's wrong," he said a moment later. Fingers batted a frayed cord. "Your optic nerve has been disconnected. The tear is pretty clean, however. I think I might be able to reconnect and weld the nerve back together, but I can't guarantee your vision will be completely resorted." He turned, opening his medkit. "Things may register as static or monochrome. You're going to need surgery on the nerve, or a transplant. But for now, this'll have to do..."

[staresat]

As Ambulon approached, he leaned forward to give him a better grasp of the damaged part, keeping still after he placed his hands on it. Whether or not he felt anything was up to interpretation, as there was no obvious physical response to the prodding of the optic's mostly dead inner workings. True, it probably wasn't exactly pleasant to have someone prod around in there, but he wasn't one to complain.

He listened intently to the diagnostic, and heard the sounds of metal hands sifting through medical equipment. A temporary solution, but a sufficient one, nonetheless. As long as it was repaired well enough to navigate.

"Then I will revisit you in your med bay."

Which he is assuming is the one in Solus Prime's temple.

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"I move around, but usually the Hub clinic is where you can find me," Ambulon explained. He switched on the small welding laser, adjusting his optics. Carefully took the frayed cord ends and lined them up. Though he usually kept quiet during work, Ambulon couldn't help feeling a little curious.

"I'm assuming this happened during battle. Between you and... Autobots, right? Because war has been the one constant stringing together our universes," Ambulon asked, the laser slowly but surely fusing the snapped nerve together again. "What is... What is it like? Cybertron. Has the war ended, or... worse?"

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[staresat]

There's a still silence from his patient as he drops the question, letting it hang in the air for a moment or two. Was it a touchy subject? Maybe.

"Dead. The planet has long since been abandoned."

The response is curt and impersonal, less like explaining a tragic event and more like listing an object in an intermediary report.

"Only sentries and stragglers remain on the surface."

Not the happiest outcome to the war. As little as he usually cared for the wellbeing of his fellow Cybertronians, he'd prefer to keep a functioning home planet. It was difficult to find a replacement for something like that.

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Ambulon frowned. "That bad, huh?" At least in his universe, Cybertron was rebuilding and the population was still fair. "Well, perhaps this Cybertron is better than the one you've been taken from." He stayed quiet for a bit until finishing repairs. "That should do it," he said, and looked down at his patient. "Try it out."

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[staresat]

No doubt it's better. He doesn't really have any particular attachment to the husk of a planet the Cybertron back on his homeworld had become. It would be much more productive on focusing the development of this one.

As the connection was re-established, his systems immediately began to attempt to reactivate the damaged part. The optic flickered once or twice before it powered on completely, finally allowing him to view his surroundings.

Shockwave glances up to meet Ambulon before straightening his posture and giving the room some cold scrutiny. "This is sufficient."

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Ambulon hovered nearby, hands out, as if to support him. "Careful. Don't move too fast or too abruptly." Might shake something loose. He glanced around, then back to Shockwave. "Do you need help getting to your room or...?" Ambulon paused. "After you've settled and you're rested enough, I'd like you to go to one of the clinics. There's one in Solus's temple, as well as a clinic in the Hub. If I'm not there to treat you, someone else will. But if you need help getting around, let me know." He'd find someone for Shockwave because, ha! Certainly not himself.

[staresat]

He's not that bad a patient. Honest. It's not like he'll eat the head of the medic that helps him when it's all said and done. Probably not anyway.

Shockwave keeps in place, knowing full well that the repair was an impromptu one. His vision was riddled with artifacts as Ambulon had predicted, but it was clear enough where he could make out a fairly detailed image of his surroundings. Sufficient enough to navigate, though he wouldn't be doing much that involved meddling with fine details until it was fully restored.

After inspecting the room, his gaze drifts back to Ambulon,"I can navigate to the clinics from here."

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Could Shockwave even eat a head? We just don't know.

"Are you sure?" He still offers an arm. "I cannot drive you, no, but I wouldn't necessarily recommend navigating in your alt mode for a while. Until you're all checked out." Ambulon, however, isn't trying to push. Just the medical gruff. With Shockwave, he hopes he knows the logical course of action to take, which is to move slow and not disrupt any further injuries.

[staresat]

The medic's hand gets a few seconds of attention as it is offered, but he doesn't take it. Flying out of here was hardly his plan, though the warning isn't viewed as unnecessary.

"The Lambda has adversely affected my alt mode. I will be walking."

There was nothing wrong as far as mechanical systems went, but he found himself unable to change. All the pieces were in place, but the internal data on his previous form was missing entirely. He'd need to acquire a new one.

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Ambulon frowns. "If..." You're sure? Come on. He was a doctor. He couldn't just... just let Shockwave go. "Listen, you let me escort you," he says, and moves next to the massive Decepticon without getting too close, "and you can tell me about your world. Your Cybertron. If you... don't mind. On either accounts." He sighs. "I just think I should go along, in case your optic blanks out again."

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[staresat]

Shockwave turns slightly, keeping his optic poised on Ambulon at his suggestion. While he wasn't particularly looking forward to discussing how dead his home planet was, he wasn't going to stop the medic from accompanying him. He didn't suspect there to be any cause for optic circuit to be damaged again from just walking, but if he insisted on helping further...

"You know the quickest route to your clinic.", or at least, Shockwave expects him to. Looks like escorting quickly became guiding their path.

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Sudden movement, maybe a slip-up, who knew. It was delicate equipment, and still needed more repair work. Ambulon continues to walk side by side with the giant Decepticon. He's still a little... in awe, really. This was not the Shockwave from his universe, but a Shockwave nonetheless. It was like meeting a famous war hero... Well, "hero" wasn't exactly the proper word, but for now, it would do.

"We shouldn't be very far," Ambulon says a minute later, once he's done staring and assessing the Decepticon again. "I'm sure you've been informed... Things are... Different here. The war is over." If he recalled, Shockwave was a hardcore Decepticon, but he was also logical and open-minded enough... "What you lost cannot be replaced, but it doesn't have to happen a second time. We can all work together, you see, to make sure this Cybertron avoids the same fate as your universe."

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[staresat]

The scrutiny seems to go by unnoticed, or rather, Shockwave doesn't think bringing it up is necessary. He seems to be paying closer attention to their surroundings. Despite his flawed vision, he was intrigued enough to keep track of wherever it was they were going, keeping any particular landmarks in mind.

Ambulon's explanation gets a silent audience, at least for the first few seconds trailing after it. He hadn't heard from his Megatron here - nor very many Decepticons. He'd been contacted by mainly Autobots, actually. Ones willing to steer clear of his own business. The war being suddenly over wasn't such a far-fetched thing, and suggesting that they put their differences aside didn't seem to elicit any sort of aggravated response. Or much of a response at all, save for the thoughtful pause.

"It would be most productive to steer development away from what began the war."

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Ambulon smiles, just slightly. "With your insight, you'll be a valuable asset to make sure it doesn't happen again," he replies. He nods a second later, indicating the medbay nearby. "It won't be easy, but... It's good to know you understand." Because there is nothing fun about having a Shockwave for an enemy.

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[staresat]

He follows Ambulon's indication to the entrance of the Med Bay, not giving any immediate answer. There would be time to see what development this new Cybertron needed, once the more prudent problem was resolved. For now, he would enter the Medbay.