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[youdiedagain]

[The feed clicks on, and it shows Sissel, slightly limping back towards Vector Prime's temple.  Why is he limping? Well, he seems to be rather beaten up, his sunglasses cracked, his coat torn and burnt, his hands a sickening black colour. Someone had obviously gotten too close to the crossfire.]

I hate to bother anyone...but-

[His hand removes itself, and...well...

The whole left side of his chest is completely blown open. This would normally be bad for a human, but...he's not bleeding. If you look past the charred and shredded clothing, it seems to be a prosthetic casing with...what looks like a robotic skeleton underneath. There's a ribcage, bones...everything but in robotic form. It's almost too aesthetically similar...But how is this being powered? Well, right where his heart is is a blue glowing...something.

It seems to be powering everything within the chest, and even branching out to other parts of the body.]

I need a doctor.

[The tone in his voice sounds rather urgent.]

I'm not sure which kind is best at this, but.. I'll take anyone!

Comments

[youdiedagain]

Maybe. I could always have someone...uhm...watch me sleep.

[Why did that sound creepier than it was in his head?]

[dinnerdate]

...I could do that.

[youdiedagain]

...




I was...thinking someone more...medically inclined.

[Deads wat r u doin']

It's...really appreciated though.

[dinnerdate]

Right...

[Being a friend?]

Just, be careful around the Autobot medics alright?

[youdiedagain]

[Aw Deads, he's touched.]

Well, I might not mind having you stick around. If you'd be up for it.

[dinnerdate]

[Hey he's only got three people he actually likes here. He has to try his best to keep them before luck decides to murder him horribly.]

If they don't try and kill me, I guess I could.

[youdiedagain]

Well, you're the first robot to really...give me a ride anywhere. That's saying something, isn't it?

[dinnerdate]

[Scrap.]

You're right... I'm going to be tortured before I die.

[Sissel you need a 'Caring for your Dead End' book.]

[youdiedagain]

[He'll have to pick up a copy-OOPS HE CAN'T THEY'RE BOTH SCREWED]

Tell you what. Give me rides every now and then, and I'll cover for you. How's that sound?

[dinnerdate]

[They're both gonna die. Probably when they get to the medbay. Yup.]

You're human, I don't think you could do much.


...But I can give you a ride every now and then if you want.

[youdiedagain]

Believe me, I'm not about to let anyone die.

And if you do, I'll just fix it.




[That gets a smirk out of him.]

Thanks.

[dinnerdate]

I appreciate that, but even if you have powers, I don't think you can fix me if I die.

[youdiedagain]

You think so? Well...we'll have to see about that.

[dinnerdate]

I'm not worth the trouble, save your powers for something more important.

[youdiedagain]

Dead End, lives aren't bargaining chips. One's not more important than the other.

[dinnerdate]

Can't say I agree with that.

[A lot of people are more important than he is. Actually everyone is more important than he is. If he died here he wouldn't come back like the others. It'd be a waste of resources. Sigh. He'll just keep quite until they get to the medbay.]

[youdiedagain]

You don't value your life very much, do you.

[Despite being a lanky little string bean, he manages to curl up in that seat a bit.]

[dinnerdate]

[Dead End slows to a stop once they reach their destination, obviously taking far too long to answer a simple question. But it's a lot to think about! Like if he actually wants to answer it.]











No...

[youdiedagain]

[Sissel is silent for a few minutes, hesitating to get out of the car. The hand that isn't covering his chest reaches out to the dashboard, running his hand along it.]

You should.

Take it from me, you'll wish you did when the time comes.

[dinnerdate]

I haven't for a long time now. Don't think I can.

[youdiedagain]

Just try. It's all I'll ask from you.

[dinnerdate]

...I don't see the point, Sissel.

[youdiedagain]

We're friends, right?


That should be the point.

[dinnerdate]

Yeah.

I don't get it.

[youdiedagain]

What's not to get? Friendship doesn't have requirements.


At least not from what I've witnessed.

[He leans back into that seat some more.]