[Video][Failed Locks][Transmitting from the Hub, Action spam welcome][Backdated to early this week]

[winged_knight]

[It seems quite like this message was meant for specific people, but given the current state of the sender it's unsurprising that the delivery is more than a bit botched.]

[The video feed flickers on to a figure holding tight to the bartop's edge, every line of the body taut and quaking in obvious distress. It's Wing, keening behind clenched dentae as he's afflicted by some unseen form of suffering.]

J-Jetfire. We--we were ^right. I can _{feel it.} He's... so-omething's wrong!

Ratchet, Ambulon, F-Firs--[A hissing vent as he grits his dentae.] He's ^hurt. please...someone help him. I-I can't--

[The video feed shakes as if the hands holding it tremble violently. Ragged venting triggered by phantom heat and fire is punctured by another cry of pain and distress, only half of it for himself. Wing's optics shutter tightly against the pain, real enough despite being not his own, forcing it back, trying to keep control.]

Drift...wh-where are you!? What's ha^aaa--!

[That's all he gets out before it overtakes him. He can no longer block out the sensations assaulting him over the remnant of his bond to Drift's Great Sword, as the other mech is violently consumed by flames somewhere far out of Haven. Another cry, a scream of horrible measure, crackling with static as he topples. There's a convulsion that scatters the video feed for a moment, the sound of jet's frame crashing to the ground audible. When the camera becomes still again it's a view of the star-strewn skylight in the bar's ceiling accompanied only by silence.]


((OOC: Wing won't be able to respond at first, so at the beginning action spam will be required--feel free to find him and help wake him up. If you want to tag a little "later on" when he's awake then he'll respond via comm.))

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[winged_knight]

[Wing's been knocked for a loop by the backlash of Drift's death, rather literally. Beyond the trauma itself, his systems simply didn't know how to deal with the phenomena. Critical shutdown occurred to prevent lasting damage. He's in maintenance mode at best, all higher functions offline until those systems can be encouraged to reboot.]

[There is no physical damage at all, but his EM field carries the telltale signs extreme trauma and pain that one would expect from someone who had suffered greatly. It's strange, though if one considers a moment, is not unusual in relation to rare cases of vicarious perception.]

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

[Ambulon checks Wing's vitals again. He's stable enough, and... Ambulon hesitates. As long as Wing's condition remains the same... Ambulon removes the small tool from his medkit. The only one he had - here's hoping it worked.]

This might hurt a little.

[Ambulon stabs the needle into Wing's neck, releasing a shock of electricity right into his system. Praying, hoping it would be enough to jumpstart his idle processors.]

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[winged_knight]

[The shock jolts through Wing's frame, straight through his systems. He convulses with a shout, one strong hand reaching out to grip Ambulon's wrist, instinctively controlling the source of what might be an attack...until the emergency boot process finishes and he regains his senses. ]

[He's dazed, systems still coming back online, but he recognizes the medic and releases the tight grip immediately, offering a hushed apology.]

A-Ambulon...what...? Why I am...?

[He puts a hand to his forecrest, squinting, obviously still trying to process what's happened.]

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

[Ambulon relaxed from his slight shock. Not that he didn't expect this sort of reaction. Still, it did catch him a little surprised. Once his hand was released, he drew it back; his wrist ached a little, but his fingers quickly kneaded out the tension.]

I'm not sure myself. You opened a transmission on the link. You were... panicking. About something. I think... [He paused, frowning.] I think about Drift? When you suddenly pleaded for help. You passed out from pain and... Well, here we are. [Ambulon offered to help Wing stand. Not entirely an offer, more, "you're not going to walk by yourself after that episode so let me help."] Do you know what might have caused your collapse? We should get to the clinic, run a scan on you. Make sure your vitals all check out.