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[letmefixyou]

[that sure is ratchet spattered with blue energon! obsevant viewers may note it has a slightly green tint. his right shoulder is also very clearly broken, the torn metal sparking and leaking sickly looking yellow/green energon.]

For a police force, you people have a stupidly low presence around this place.

[he kicks something off screen, making a loud clang.]

The Solian medbay will be without the other Ratchet for a while. Consider this a lesson in impulse control.

[click.]

((ooc: replies will come from both medics, although sg ratchet's will be somewhat sparse due to trying to get as far away as possible. assume they're coming from the separate devices as sg would've fled the scene immediately after making the broadcast. tfp ratchet would've also sent a distress signal during the video for anyone that wants to save him!))

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[sciencetank]

Primus...

Ratchet -- if you're at all conscious, do remain online. I'll be arriving shortly.

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[neededthat]

It's alright, Perceptor. Knock Out's Clinic is nearby. He said he would assist.

Then again, I wouldn't mind a second opinion afterwards.

[There's a pause as the medic wipes off his mouth, looking at his miscolored energon. Tinted with green.]

I was working on the Synthen formula when he barged in on me. Luckily I only had one sample.

I had to get rid of it before he had a chance to take it.

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[sciencetank]

Fine. I'll continue on my way, regardless.

I sincerely doubt there is anything this ... thing could do to me, anyway.

[Because he's a goddamn tank, he might as well throw his weight around.]

... and you didn't simply destroy it?

[neededthat]

[He huffs a little, trying to get back up onto his feet, starting to move.]

It's hard to do that, when you've been struck in the face by a fist.

[Ratchet glances away from the feed and purses his lips tightly.]

I'm sorry, Perceptor.

[sciencetank]

... Very well.

There's all the more need for me to come, then. If past tests are anything to estimate by, then... restraints may be necessary.

[And given his frame, he figures he could handle that.]

[neededthat]

I'm fine, Perceptor, really. It was a small dosage at the most. Unlike what I have had in the past...

Besides, are you even fit to be moving around, after what you've been through?

[sciencetank]

Not all of the side effects have been tested, regardless of dosage.

It was a long while ago. I'm perfectly fine.

[neededthat]

[Ratchet vents a heavy sigh, rubbing the back of his helm.]

I...I think I'm almost there. Finding the correct formula.

[He was on a roll, until Ratcho showed up.]

[sciencetank]

Mm.

Then, theoretically, side effects should be minimal. Still... it should be observed.

[neededthat]

Do we really have to now?

[After getting into a scuffle with Ratchto and all.]

I can tell you this much, I managed to punch through his shoulder.

[sciencetank]

I would advise it.

[He's worried, okay.]

... That's. Good to know, but not precisely what I was attempting to do.

[neededthat]

[Pshaw, worried about this old bot? Percy please.]

Perhaps if I gave you my current system report instead.

[sciencetank]

If you're certain that's good enough...

[neededthat]

If you still insist on coming, I'm just outside of Solus' temple.

[sciencetank]

I do insist.

I'll be there in a few moments.

[neededthat]

Alright, I'll be waiting.

[And he will be standing a few yards away from Solus' temple, rubbing at his head. That Ratchet sure knew how to punch a mech's lights out.]

[sciencetank]

[IT WON'T BE LONG before a giant, honest-to-goodness tank rolls up toward the temple.]

[Did you know he was a tank, Ratchet? Hopefully you did.]

[neededthat]

[Actually.

No he did not know that. And he might be a little apprehensive when he does pull up, standing in a rather defensive position.]

[sciencetank]

[He rolls up, slowing and transforming back into the scientist we all know and... occasionally like.]

... Are you all right?

[neededthat]

[Oh.

That was his Alt Mode.

He purses his lips, and stands up straighter. As much as he can at least in his current condition. Ratchet offers a small bashful smile and waves his hand dismissively as he walks up to the other Autobot.]

Yes, I'm fine. I just haven't ever seen your Alt Mode before.

[sciencetank]

Really? I thought everyone had by now.

[No, really, he'd been here for so long, he couldn't recall who had seen him, and who hadn't.]

[He shakes his head, and, seemingly from nowhere, removes a datapad.]

Shall we get to the examination, then?

[neededthat]

I didn't think your Alt Mode was a... tank. It comes to me as a surprise really.

[But the medic nods.]

Yes, of course.

[sciencetank]

Yes, I get that... often.

[He shakes his head. He really doesn't see what all the fuss is about.]

How much was it, exactly, you used?

[neededthat]

Well, I always saw you as a pacifist. A tank is the last thing I would see as your Alt Mode.

[He rubs at small dent on the side of his head. Sorry Percy, no exact information on that.]

A testing tube's worth.

[sciencetank]

I am a pacifist. I reformatted into my current mode in order to better complete my study in the Sea of Rust. Nothing more.

[And on that point, he is extremely emphatic. Even using hand gestures to make it perfectly clear he has zero intention of using his alt-mode offensively.]

[It's a form of defense, more than anything.]

Small, medium, or large. Their volumes vary, but I should be capable of figuring out a rough approximation based on that information.