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Red Alert ([personal profile] whatbedsidemanners) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment_logs2013-08-31 09:03 pm

All Medics on Deck

WHO: Hospital mingle log
WHERE: Solus' Medical Bay
WHEN: Shortly after the Tarn fiasco
WHAT: Injured bots and annoyed medics
WARNINGS: Cranky medics and impatient patients

After the battle with the DJD, there are quite a few who had retained minor to severe injuries, and Red Alert is here to tend to them as they came in. Assuming that they think to come in at all. She realizes that she can't really scold anyone, as the act of taking down one of the Haven's most dangerous inhabitants was completely necessary and unavoidable.

Red Alert can be found fussing over patients, and she will allow guests as long as they're not loud or otherwise disruptive. Please don't try to escape, she'll come after you.
arnhaid: (Yeah I don't even get this shit no more)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2013-09-26 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
He looked almost guilty, when the other bot spoke up. One hand reached up, rubbing at the scrapes along the back of his neck. The other stayed back behind himself as he stepped fully inside.

"Didn't think it was anything as graceful as that."

Because seriously, Ironhide and Graceful didn't belong in the same paragraph. Still, he'd been caught, so he might as well -- he took a few more steps forward, holding out a box in the direction of Prowl's remaining arm. The other side looked nasty as anything, but so long as it was nothing dire, there really wasn't a reason to keep fidgeting around.

"Here. Found this on the way over. Think someone left you a 'get well' present."

... it was only half-teasing, sadly enough. He waggled the box once or twice before offering, with complete and utter seeming of seriousness:

"Need a hand?"

Ironhide no. You didn't--
Edited 2013-09-26 23:46 (UTC)
fun_police: ((prewar) theyve ordered us to keep the b)

[personal profile] fun_police 2013-10-02 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't expect anything witty to come out of you, Ironhide."

Prowl's glad to see you, buddy. Really.

He calmly reaches for the box, sitting it over his datapad before getting to opening it with one hand. Took a tad longer than usual, but soon enough the cover peels away to reveal...
arnhaid: (That's not where your gun goes.)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2013-10-02 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"C'mon. I'm not all punch, no processing."

He's smirking a little, though, considerably more at ease than when he first marched into the room. No, he wasn't concerned at all. He cranes his neck, attempting to see into the box as Prowl gets it open.

... Inside is a "#1 DETECTIVE" mug big enough for a Cybertronian, as well as a "Best Friends" photoframe... but the picture inside the frame is only of Prowl.

Ironhide blinks.

"Wow. That's uh. That's worse than a bad pun."

Sorry buddy.