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"Rodimus is fine by the way." Charoma shrugged while heading away from the group and to the collection of secrurity computers and communications for the base. "Ratchet mentioned something about him not flat lineing anytime soon go see him."
"Is his spakr supposed to be that weak?" Bumblebee asked though he knew the answer.
"No." Was Ratchet's simple and to the point answer as he seemed to have limitless energy when he came to working on patients. Neither Rathcet nor Bubmelbee had many oppertunities to stop and wahs up. Both had dried mech fluid on them in varies places and splatter patterns Rathcet had assured Buemlbee that this wa snromal for the degree of injury the Prime suffered.
Atleast he wasn't bleeding to death any more.
"Kid tell Prime if he wants to come and see the hot head he cna but ithas to be short .. and warn him that it's messy." Ratchet told teh scout whoe moved out of the room silently while Rathcet bbegan working on the wound next ot the Prime's spark.
"Hey boss bot." Buelbee called walking down the hall enough to be heard and doing his best not to be bothered by the suddne feeling of knowing he had a Prime's mech fluid covering him. "Ratchet says you cna visit just short thoguh .. and it's .. messy.." He said akwardly.

"Getting run threw from behind along with multiple shots aimed at vitals, that'll make just about anyone down for a bit." Ratchet mummlbed while carefully wokrign aroudn the slowly healing whole that had once been rodimu's upper chest. "Though he isn't bleeding out Prime so count that as being good for the moemnt. Hasn't regained consciencess so count that evne better sense you wouldn't want him awake for any of this."
'Decpticons dont miss the first time in sneak attakcs though.' Rathcet thaught as he pulled back form the Prime's body to look for another tool. "So what did you find?" He asked Optimus sense the two fo them were alone in the med bay and Sentinle wans't about for this. "I take it you fond something interesting enough to come back earlier than expected.'

"Take it you found that out not using conventiual means? Knock Out has never been careless." Ratchet asked. "Injuries don't match Decpticons weapons etheir but that's for a different itme." Seeming more to be thinkign aloud ot himslef and not spekaign to Optimus Ratchet ressumed moving aobut the med bay typing here and there on a consle and working on Rodimus again once he finished at a console.
"mind is .. unnatrually active." Rathcet muttered allowed after wathicng a screen that represneted Rodimu's mentla acitviity .. it was spiking highly liek no tommorow. Almsot like he was awake.

"Activity menas he's alive so not entirely abnormal, but the level is.. You could almsot say he's dremaing wiht the level it's showing." Ratchet said while going threw a long list of medicle data. "Guess there's no point in hidding it ehtier right?" He said suddnely. "Knock Out was .. robably the best student I ever had. Brillent as hell and always able to find a solution." Despite himslef Ratchet couldnt help the almost saddne tone of his voice.
Perhpaes if he had seen the wanrign signs ealrier ....
Snapping from his memory lane trip Rathcet vagually indicated the one remianign examination table for Optimus to sit on. "Need ot make sure nothginf allowed you back .. in a varies set of ways mind you."

"He was different back than." Ratchet shrugged while walkign over to Optimus as the Prime sat on the exammination table. Running quick scans and looking over his frame to make sure nothing was out fo place, sadly he needed to perform nothing invasive. The scan took only a few seconds fortunalty. "Well no tracers or bugs on you. And considering your in good health so I"ll simply assume so is Sentinle." He said without seeming to rush to go and check the Magnus.


Breakdown though annyed the Atobts got away form him was to annnoyed to be bothered in going to look for them. Also they hadn't been yelled at to return to the Nemsis just yet. Knock Out apanrlty was tkaign this as a wordless shore leave of sorts to be away form the others. Though he oculdn't understnad why they were stickign around still.
Knock Out hated forests all becuase of that ONe mission he had been sent alone on a few months ago .. in the rain .. Brekadown had shown up for whatevr reaosn he still wans't sure himslef nad kept the Doctor company. Hell he'd evne made sure Kncok Out had stayed out of the rain in the process.
"Figured you'd want to say far away form .. trees and dirt consdering your last 'traumatizing' encoutner." Lighlty poking fun at his boss could be allowed so long as Knock Out was in a good enough mood and he didn't push his luck.

"Autobot no. Neutrle yes." Ratchet said while chekcing Optimus over. "Never had much interest int he war when it first started evnetually he went Con but never once considered joining the Autobots. Said that they 'were blind'." He wasn't going to pretend to know or understand Knock Out's reasonings for joining the descion had been his. "Course I'm also going to assume that Sentinle has forgotten Brekadown already. Former Wrecker high enough in rnak to gain a big enough reputation more so when he killed a few dozen of them on his way out to join the Decpticons."

"Really?" Brekaodnw asked sounding more uncertain of Kncok Out mental state that the invitation. Humans had a tendeancy to wander the woods at times .. though eh had no qualms about smooshing htem he just didn't feel liek being cuaght in THAT psiton by ANONE. "The dirt is goign to ruin your wax .. so will everythign else here." He noted while doing his best ot not let on how unconfrotnalbe he suddnely felt.
The uneasy feeling was both new and old though one he hadn't felt in sometime, enought o stupidly belive he was getting better. Of course violance was alwyas Knock Out's preferd method of foreplay and what better foreplay than fightneing him? Fightneign Autobots.
At least he didnt' get a miniture bomb set off in him this time.

"Right..." Breakdown grumbled knowing that that was how it wasgoign to play out evenbeofre Knock Out siad anything. Well dirt never bothered him.. or gore or even .. well anythign that tended to be an issue for Knock Out. Hell he considered the splattered mech fluid of his opponents a badge of honor and chose to wear it until Knock Out bithce dhim out for it anyway. "So you wanted ot hang around the woods and play in the dirt? Who are you and what hae you done with Kncok Out? Becuase I don't think he appreciates his body being hijacked by you."
"You don't wnat to go to some desolate ruins and do it there? You seemed to like thos e places better anyway." Of course last itme a bomb went off iside him .. still worht it.

"Brekadown cna be .. easy to manipulate if he gets pushed far with anger .. but he wont leave Knock Out regardless of how mad he gets." Godo for the Decpticons bad for them saldy. "Adn Airachnid knows when someone is trying to manipulate her .. she'll politly say no." If politly was webbign and beheading anyway. "So what acutal information did you get?"

'Oh goode the drill .. cuase I love drills so much.' Brekadown thaught sarcastically. "So have you gained an ethenity for takign peices of me suddenly?" He asked tkaign careful note not to let Knock Out out of his sights for te time being. "Let me guess you put another bomb inside me to make sure you win right?" He really wanst looking forward to that aspect of the game, everythign bfore and after yes defently but not that. He always noticed the demnted glema in the Docotr's optics when he was in certain moods and they never bothered him they more .. thrilled him more than anything. Laely he ntoiced them a lot more ... and Brekadown wondered if that was a good thign or not.

"Charoma certified that when she chekced some sentinve information that wanst allowed to be out. Essentally no ships of our were aroudn that secture becuase it's not our territory. no reason to evne bother with it .. to desolate and devoid of any form of resources to be bothered with." Well no probs, buts or virus. "Also your in peek helaht alittle scrathced up but that's nothign new. And our firecrakcer over here," Walkign back over ot Rodimus who still looked like he'd been thrown threw the metal grinder. "Still seems to be having some hectic dream ... least he isnt' brain dead."