[ VIDEO ][ ORIGIN: Megatronus Prime's Temple ]

[lifepersists]

[ For being a masked mech, he's radiating his confusion pretty well. His optics are wide, shoulders tense, and by his hesitant stance it's clear he's approaching the Link with the same amount of caution as someone would a dud bomb. ]

...Hello?

[ He pauses. Nothing happens. Some of the tension melts out of his posture. ]

Oh, good. I'm First Aid and I'm a nurse. I'm not supposed to be here. I'll try and help out where I can, but I'm not sure how I can help the... situation at least.

[ He fidgets his hands. ]

I'm looking for two medics by the name of Ambulon and Pharma. They're my bosses. They're about this tall--
[ He raises his hand to two different heights. He's not the biggest of mechs, so he's making it obvious they're taller than him. ]
-- and both are painted, ah, well they both have red and white. Pharma has quite a bit of blue.

[ He rubs the back of his helm where it connects to his neck, pressing hard into tense servos. ]

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[organ_pharming]

[...The fact that so far neither Drift nor First Aid seem to remember what had gone down on Delphi is both strange and incredibly lucky. Someone out there has given him a second chance, it seems.]

Ah, now this is fortunate. I was just thinking to myself how much faster I could be doing these tests with an assistant with actual medical training. And here you are. [Grin.]

Welcome back to Cybertron, First Aid.

[lifepersists]

Pharma!

[ There you are. ]

I heard about what happened to... your... [ He's not going to finish that. It might be a sensitive topic. ]

What happened?

[organ_pharming]

...Of course you have. [Pharma would be pinching the bridge of his nose if he could. Becoming known as 'that medic with no hands' is really not how he wanted his second chance to start off.]

No one seems to know. The last thing I remember is a maniac with a sword appearing from out of nowhere and slicing straight through my wrists.

[Which was not exactly a lie.]

[lifepersists]

[ Such a handicap wasn't usually an issue with non-medics, but when a medic is without hands, it tends to become gossip, okay. ]

Oh, no. You don't remember what your attacker looked like?

[ That concern is pretty genuine, aside from First Aid just being too curious for his own good. ]

[organ_pharming]

Unfortunately, no. The snow was coming down rather heavily and my assailant was moving very quickly.

[That, however, is a lie. Pharma knows exactly who it is and he plans to make them suffer.]

[lifepersists]

Hmm.

[ That's a noise of acknowledgement. Maybe. ]

Are you alright? Any other injuries?

[organ_pharming]

I am fine. I've had time here to repair myself with the aid of my acolyte. [Who's name he really has to change now.]

[Grin] ...Not to mention working up an experimental cure for the plague.

[lifepersists]

I'm sure Ratchet could have... [ No, nevermind that. He resets his vocalizer if just because Pharma mentioned something about a cure. ]

A cure? Does it work? That's fantastic!

[organ_pharming]

[You're lucky you didn't finish that sentence. Pharma might have had to find a data pad to hide his scowl behind.]

It is still in its testing stages. Drift has volunteered to assist with my research, and as much as I would rather not have to try something experimental out on him I am afraid I could not talk him out of it.

So far though it seems to be having a positive effect. [Except for, you know. The horrible pain. And corrosion. But those are deliberate.]

[lifepersists]

[ Drift earns +100 cool points in First Aid's book, since that's pretty heroic and Wrecker-like, but he tenses up slightly at the thought. On the other hand... He saw Drift. He didn't look all that bad. ]

How soon do you think it'll be perfected?

[organ_pharming]

Hard to tell. At the moment I really need Drift to check in with me so I can do some more tests. [Too bad Ratchet seems to be holding him hostage.]

Have you had a chance to get yourself checked?

[lifepersists]

Okay. I'll see about getting him to check in.

[ Since he's been chatting to him and all. ]

I seem to be okay, but no.

;-; i feel bad I am being borings

[organ_pharming]

Good. [Because he's not happy with Ratchet right now. At all.]

Please stop by my lab as soon as possible then. Still suffering from a malfunctioning t-cog?

:C no you're not!!

[lifepersists]

[ That snarkfest was a pretty great indicator.

Ah, that question. First Aid just tries to shrug as casually as possible. ]

It's not that bad. [ Yes. ]

I promise shenanigans will ensue in the future!

[organ_pharming]

I will take a look at that as well. [No, you don't get a choice in that.]

[His optics wander to First Aid's shoulder.] Hn. It might be a bit of a journey. How unfortunate to have my assistant assigned to a different temple. Perhaps I will talk to Liege about that. [You don't get a choice there either.]

Yaay! Shenanigans. C:

[lifepersists]

[ To be honest, he's pretty used to it. ]

...Alright.

[ First Aid follows Pharma's gaze to his sigil. ]

Do you know why that is?

[organ_pharming]

...Something about an 'affinity'. Personally, I don't put stock in such vague contrivances. Liege agreed to lend me his laboratory space and his acolyte, thus why I've taken up residence in his temple. Nothing more.

[lifepersists]

'Affinity'. [ Affinity to what? All the other medics seem to be elsewhere, so obviously not medicine. ]

He's just lending you all these for free, Pharma? [ Don't mind First Aid being a little bit suspicious. Most people weren't just that nice. ]

[organ_pharming]

To the First Forged who's brand you carry. It's ridiculous.

[Pharma purses his lips.] Do you seriously believe me naive enough to think that?

[lifepersists]

What if I don't want this affinity?

[ Whoops. ] I'm sorry, Pharma. I was just wondering what he wants.

[organ_pharming]

Feel free to join whomever you want, then. [As long as you're still working for him, that is.]

Leave that to me. [Thankfully it doesn't appear to be t-cogs.]

[lifepersists]

[ He meant more in general, but it does get him bobbing his head. He'll observe and make his judgements then. ]

Alright, Pharma. ...Is it okay if I find my way to you now?

[organ_pharming]

Of course. The quicker the better.

[Now what to rename his acolyte? Ambulon, perhaps.]

[lifepersists]

I'm on my way.

[ Wait, pause. ]

I used the jumpstarter. [ Against everyone's advice. ] Figured you should know in advance.

[organ_pharming]

Yes, I know. Very reckless of you. [He's silent for a few moments, expression solemn.]

...But it paid off. [And pretty much ruined everything.]