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Post by npc on Apr 14, 2009 10:47:49 GMT -5
While others lay in planning... Wirehead is focusing on the real work that can be done with her new apprentice over in Neo Paradron's newly 'restored' medical wing. She's been up for a few days now at htis point, not wanting to lose the patients she's working on right now. Too much had been put into their survival at this point, anything else but success would be considered a waste of resources. "Any signs of brain activity yet?" She responds before walking over to Wreckshop while drinking the energon equivalent of coffee. They'd been trying to jumpstart Lefthand and Deadair out of stsis lock so they could get a better reading on what else needed to be repaired. "Huh..." Wreckshop takes a moment to consider the readouts. It's times like this she wishes her people were still more strictly mechanical. Sure, they're close, but it's still a big jump from mechanic, who dabbles in the occasional technology upgrade for dangerous types in the slums, to techno-organic triage surgeon. "Not... really," she admits sourly. These two have taken quite a while to respond to any kind of treatment. They're definitely way out of her league, and if not for Wirehead's prowess, probably would have been better off left back at the break out.
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Post by Toasty on Apr 22, 2009 2:02:00 GMT -5
Wirehead's expression sours for a moment as she looks towards the other's prone bodies. "Slag... we know their sparks still reside in the bodies, but getting them to react... Times like this I wish I had a chance to break that bastard Outabound's neck. I'm sure those internalized enhancers of his did further damage to the two..." She responds, taking a new sip of her drink before walking back over to their bodies with the tapping of her cane. "At least their bodies are stable for now..." She takes a few moments to scan their internals more deeply with the equipment they have available. "Surprised you've been spending so much time here Wreck... most people can't stand my personality." She comments with a dark chuckle.
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Post by tearoness on May 4, 2009 20:44:07 GMT -5
Crushdepth had been standing in the shadows watching Wirehead seeing that she didn't need help for the most part but seeing the expression on Wirehead's face, one could tell that it was frustration. Although watching from the distance for some reason as she watched Wirehead it gave her the willies but then again she never really like watching things like this in medbay. Walking over to Wirehead, "Need a hand? not the best but I can try to help," Crushdepth said with a smile.
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Post by npc on May 5, 2009 0:43:45 GMT -5
"Oh, uh, no offense, but i haven't really noticed," Wreckshop answered with a vague smirk. "You might be a total slaggin' bitch, but we're working okay. I guess i'll see if that's still true when we get done." She looks over to Crushdepth when she enters. Possible enhancer victim from the looks of things, hard to say without a scan. Most bots definitely dont come into the world like that though. Probably this means she's a former guard, which also means they'd been fighting her idiot brother lately. She can't help but be irritated him for this mess. Then again, that might not mean anything if he's lost out in space somewhere, no telling how wounded or in how much trouble.
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Post by tearoness on May 5, 2009 20:23:40 GMT -5
Crushdepth stopped as she backed off from the words that were said by Wreckshop, "Sheeze I was only offering a hand since you don't need a hand I guess I should leave you two in piece and thanks for the vote of condifence also sorry if I was ever a bitch to you guys," Crushdepth said as she turned and walked towards the door.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 17, 2009 18:19:51 GMT -5
Wirehead looked up towards the entrance before calling out. "Crushdepth, wait. She was refering to me." She responds with a wry grin, amused she hadn't caught onto it earlier. "You know how stingent and grouchy we medics can be after all... weren't you the one to help Bangover give birth thanks to Backbeat?" She adds again, glancing around for a moment to see if Bangover was in the vicinity. It's times like these that really allow her to relax, not that she's an angry or negative person at this point. She just like teasing her fellow doctors. "Come back in, we wouldn't mind an extra hand, would we Wreckshop?"
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Post by hare on May 17, 2009 23:07:11 GMT -5
"Judging by all the innane chattering, I'll say no work is getting done," Pseudometal spoke as he walks into the Medical wing with a flask of Energon. "I swear by the Pit, I'm surprised nobody didn't went to the Allspark yet. Do anybody knows the slaggin word "Professionalism" means?"The Vehicle-based Maximal takes a swig of liquer as he walks over to the still offline Deadair and Lefthand and read their readouts. Pseudometal whistles. "Still a bunch of life-sized paperweights I see," he comments as he reads their statistics. "It's frakkin miracle that they haven't went totally offline yet. They shouldn't be alive up to this point."
"Professionalism? You should talk. You come in with a slagging bottle of Energon every single day!" A medical staff worker retorts at Pseudometal. The vetern doctor seemingly ignored the outburst. Until, the doctor was staring into the business of his Electro pistol. "Wirehead, do another analysis on the metal statutes over there," he said while looking at the statistics "And just to let you know, boys and girls. We'll be doing another jumpstart in three hours. So get ready." Having said that, he lower his pistol away from the frightened doctor. Pseudometal slowly turns around and still see the scared doctor. He sneers in light disgust at him. "You're still here?" Pseudometal ask him in mild contempt. He didn't need to be ask twice. The young doctor ran away as quickly as possible.
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Post by npc on May 17, 2009 23:47:44 GMT -5
Normally, Wreckshop would be vigilant for this kind of crap and leap to the defense of the doctor who's having a gun waved in their face. Unfortunately for the poor medic, there are currently other issues burning steadily into her brain. There's a quiet grinding sound from her fists being squeezed overtight. "Wait, back the SLAG up. Did you really just use the words Backbeat and BIRTH in the same sentence?" Without even waiting for confirmation the young Cybertronian yells in frustration. "He'st lost his mind! I KNEW that him and the roughneck Stompbox, go along with Nachos was a bad idea! Why not just give two children an energy blade and tell them to have fun?! I'm going to ring his tiny neck for letting those two dimwits run around like that! And when I get done, I'm going to put 'daddy' in stasis!" It's beginning to look like counting on her for much more assistance in the med bay may be a long shot at this point.
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Post by tearoness on May 18, 2009 21:31:45 GMT -5
Crushdepth ::stopped before she got to the door hearing Wirehead saying they could use an extra pair of hands. She was about to head over to Wirehead when the wired medic comes and goes off at everyone she shook her head wondering what she just got herself into.
Quietly walked over to Wirehead:: "Sorry about that commet I made, it was a good feeling I had a chance to help bring a little one into the world." Crush said with a smile, then the smile vanished, "I'm not sure if Mr. Grumpy arse over there wants anyone else here beside medics," Crush said quitely.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 21, 2009 12:09:57 GMT -5
"If he's around to wring his tiny neck that is..." Wirehead responds to Wreckshop, while nodding in Pseudometal's direction. "Last transmission we got from Dai Atlas, Nachos was down and out. Apparently he got the slag kicked out of him in the breakout... enough that he's been in stasis lock for a few cycles." She pauses for a moment, rubbing her chin. "Ya know... as bad as it was those enhancers were used... Bangover really doesn't seem too bummed over it. She seems almost too happy about it. Something else is going on there." After a few moments she adds with a smirk. "Maybe she thought your brother was hot." Looking over to Crushdepth, she responds again. "Eh... he's always like that. You're welcome to help out."
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Post by hare on May 21, 2009 15:31:29 GMT -5
"If you're going to stand and yak like a bunch of giggling preteen girls at a Twilight movie premire, than take your ever-grieving tailpipe some place else," Pseudometal said while looking at the charts "If you're here and wanting to help or here because you want to check my sexy looking chassis which I highly doubt, than grab yourself the nearest near dead bastard and help. If you can't do that, I'll put you to slaggin janitor duties. Let's move it, people!"
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Post by tearoness on May 24, 2009 21:05:51 GMT -5
Crushdepth ::Cringed at the doctors tone of voice then shaking her head Alright grumpy arse if you keep this additude I might have to put you back in place no need for you to be this way. "What can I help you with Wirehead?" Crushdepth asked.
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Post by npc on May 26, 2009 0:05:33 GMT -5
"Primus... that's the last thing the dope needs. A child, and someone fawning over him. For her sake, I hope she's just happy with the change and having a child. Beat is no good for anyone that might even be slightly attracted to him." She seems unworried about this Pseudometal person's commanding attitude. She's got a rant going on here. She's obviously going to have to sort this out herself. "If that's what's going on, I need to talk to her. You guys don't need any mechanic help right away anyways, do you? All you medic types should be able to handle this without me."
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Post by hare on May 26, 2009 12:28:56 GMT -5
Pseudometal just sighed in annoyance hearing this soap opera going on. He's up in his neck to wounded bodies and two coma patients. He doesn't want to hear this crap right now. "As much as I love to hear more is or so baby drama, I'm really up to my neck in patients." Pseudometal explained in a dry and annoyed tone of voice "And I really don't want to hear this crap right now. Take the show some place else?" A medium sized mech purple and grey color scheme and with a Cybertronian Scooter alt mode walks into the clinic, looking a little beat up and literally holding his arm. Pseudometal saw the poor mech walk in. "Ahhhh slaggit," he said to himself "Crap I don't need right now." Pseudometal heads over to injured bot. Not before giving the statistic reports on Deadair and Lefthand to another doctor. "Hand this for me, willya?" Pseudometal walks over to the injured bot. "So, Lefty what brings you to my clinic?" He asks.
"Axegrinder...."He muttered.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 3, 2009 15:21:38 GMT -5
Wirehead nods lightly. "We can handle it... we'll get back to the lessons later." She responds in Wreckshop's direction before turning to look in Pseudometal's. "Haven't you heard doc? A little positive attitude goes a long way in the healing process. Ain't that what you've been trying to get going in Corpse's processor? And it's not like we're exactly spilling over with medics here, it's a good idea to train more. Don't expect to live forever." She smirks to herself before looking at Crushdepth. "Know how to take a mech fluid sample? I want to see if there's any evidence of further nannite corruption."
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