Doctor, Doctor, gimme the news~

[rungout]

WHO: Rung and whoever wants to stop in!
WHERE: The good doctor's office
WHEN: It's an all day affair at Rung's office~ A few days after he discovered his new abilities.
WHAT: Therapy sessions and go!
WARNINGS: Dark pasts, etc?


Yep, it was that time again.

Now that things were somewhat back to normal for the resident therapist, Rung had put out the word that he would be taking patients again. He had missed it, helping others, and it was time to get his mind off everything that had happened to him over the past few weeks.

His office had been cleaned up and rearranged a bit, the therapist just wanting to change the atmosphere a bit.

Make it more personable than it had been before.

Satisfied with what he'd done, the front door had been propped open and he was settled at his desk, going over some files as he absently toyed with a ball of light.

Comments

[raceme]

"Uhm..let's see." There was the Police Force as his main one, then he took care of the bar when Wing disappeared and now he helped them soem nights, then there was the Habitation Wing and the Pantry that included the Galley.

"Around four. I'm not counting the Atrium because that only needs cleaning maintenance and I found some Acolytes to help. Most of those are mostly a temporary thing." His determination banked as he considered what to say next. "Saber used to be in charge of the pantry."

[rungout]

There's an understanding flicker in his optics at the mention of one of the individuals that disappeared but it's quickly drowned out by the worry he feels for the other.

"That's a lot for even the fastest of bots to take on, Blurr. Have you tried asking for assistance with any of the others. I'm sure more people would be willing to help out."

[raceme]

"Help?" Was was that weird concept Rung was speaking of? Blurr have heard of it. Probably.

"There aren't all that many organics here and most of them are kids. Any bot bigger than me will have trouble organizing the pantry because of it's size."

[rungout]

"I could help. There isn't much of a difference between us size wise," Rung offered, tilting his head some.

[raceme]

"But this one is your job. There's many mechs here that need your help, I'm not selfish enough to take this away from them and you. Wing and I will figure something out, I'm sure."

[rungout]

"I'm quite good at multitasking, Blurr. Plus, if you can carry the burden you're carrying, I'm fairly certain I can handle taking on a second job of sorts," Rung mused a bit.

[raceme]

"I know you can and I appreciate your help." He really did, more than he could express.

"It's not a burden only a bit tiring, sometimes. I have to talk to Wing about the bar and after that I'm sure all will be more organized. Besides I'm only useful if I'm working. "

[rungout]

Rung frowned softly.

"Blurr, that's not true in the least. You mean a lot to others, whether you believe that or not."

[raceme]

It took Blurr a few to reply and he avoided looking at Rung while doing so.

"I'm not from anybody's _{world here, Rung. There's} Sari and some Decepticons but we don't know each other all that much. No Autobots from my universe.

You all have friends, real friends, that won't forget you even if you leave because they'll be waiting for you in your world. Like families..." And he didn't have that. Power Joe made it quite clear.