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

[ 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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[Drift remembers you! He wishes the circumstances had been less, well, terrible, though.]

Pharma is here. But. Something happened to him.

[ Way to be vague, Drift. He tries again. ]

He's a little self-conscious. Because. Uh. He lost his hands.

['Lost'. That's a good euphemism, right?]

You're a friggin nurse?

[Well there's the medic, Ratchet. So why not a nurse, I guess.]

Drift?

[ Someone he didn't expect! And you look-- not melty. That's good.

Give him a moment while he tries to process this information. 'Pharma' and 'self-conscious' and 'lost his hands' is just... something he didn't think he'd hear. But this seems to be that kind of day. ]

How... How did that happen?

Er. That's what I said. I'm a nurse.

[ Used to be a doctor, so on and so forth. Some random respondent didn't need to know his life story. ]

Is that surprising?

[Not melty is Very Good. In Drift's non-medical opinion ]

I dont know much. He, uh, he doesn't seem to want to talk about it.

[Drift sighs. He's certainly tried to be a friend to Pharma. ]

I think he blames me. Because I think my swords were used.

... You know. I've seen so much shit this past day or so, no.

No a robot nurse is just.

Great.

[Someone is probably running a high fever over here.]

Sorry, don't know where your friends are, pal.

Edited 2012-07-21 10:58 (UTC)

[ A medic's hands is a pretty sensitive topic. He can understand that. ]

Oh, okay.

[ The whole blame thing is another story. First Aid tilts his head a little to the side. ]

That's unusual. How did anyone get your swords? Are you sure?

Maybe he'll tell you, though.

[Professional bonding, and all. ].

But Liege gave him an Acolyte. So that helps. A bit.

[All of that probably makes no sense. But now for a frown. ].

I don't know. I must have passed out and someone took them from me.

[That's the only thing Drift can think of. Because why would he try to attack Pharma? ]

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[ Wow. r u d e. ]

Technically I'm not a 'robot'.

[ That solves that mystery. You're obviously not cybertronian. So then... what are you? ]

That's okay. They're just my bosses.

[ Gee, friends? He's not sure if he can call them that, even though it's been a number of years working with them. ]

Oh uh. Sorry. "Cybertronian", right? Still learning the rules of this dream.

[Clearly.]

"Just"? What, not a happy working relationship?

Edited 2012-07-21 11:10 (UTC)

[ A snort from the possibly rather familiar-looking bot on the channel. ]

Most medical mechs are red and white. You might want to be a bit more descriptive than that.

That said, I'm fairly sure Pharma's doing research in Liege Maximo's temple... [ His eyes dim for a moment, because ffff Pharma, he doesn't quite like you, even though he will admit that you're brilliant. ]

He's got himself help already, though, so if you're looking to cut the boredom by treating real patients, you might find yourself better occupied with me at the medbay in the Solian sector.

Maybe.

[ He doubts it. ]

That's good! Er. I think?

[ Yeah, he doesn't know what you're talking about, Drift. But that aside, First Aid rubs the 'nose' ridge of his mask as he thinks. ]

...But how is that possible? Those monoformers didn't seem like they could handle a sword like that.

'Dream'?

[ Okay then. ]

Oh, no. We just have differing... interests.

[ There may be a resemblance, but that's about it. ]

I know, it was just some place to start.

[ Since most non-medical mechs aren't painted red and white. ]

You mean he doesn't need me? [ Oh, ouch. Fired already and he wasn't even aware of it. ]

Who are you, again?

Hn... [ Oh god, his grumpiness has hurt this new bot's feelings. Ratchet is possibly a bit regretful of this. ]

Well, he might. I don't know him well enough to judge.

And I'm Ratchet. [ A beat, then he adds. ] Sorry for the curtness. I'm prepping for a major surgery on a non-Cybertronian being. Don't have much processor power to devote to eloquence.

It is. At least it's something and he can get work done until we find some new ones.

[ Drift doesn't really like that logic, honestly. ].

But someone must have. I didn't cut them off!

Gee, I hope they just have some hands lying around.

[ Somehow he doubts Pharma is likely to be satisfied with anything though. ]

I- I wasn't implying that! I just think it's strange, that's all. Things both you and I don't remember. I wonder what went on...?

Well, while none of us belong here, you've got medical knowledge; that's always of practical use.

[Elita shrugs, but wonders a bit over from where this mech is broadcasting. Not to judge, but most of the ones with Megatronus' glyph... Well, he didn't exactly seemed like he... fit.]

I've, uh, been looking. In the Junk Pile. In case his hands came through.

[It makes some kind of sense, right?]

I wish I knew, because he seems really upset about it.

What's the last thing you remember?

[ That just gets a nod from him. ]

Pharma's never been the friend making type.

[ Now to be puzzled forever. First Aid tilts his head and scrutinizes the video feed a little closer. ]

Ratchet? You look... different. Wait-- [ Said he didn't know Pharma well. Not the same Ratchet? Well, all the good names were taken. ] Oh, sorry... I mistook you for someone else.

[ MOVING ON before he embarrasses himself more. ]

It's OK. I'm used to it. Surgery on an alien is... a first though.

Ah. Yes, there's a plethora of different universe represented here. [ He rubs at his chevron, vaguely embarrassed. ] Don't know what your Ratchet's like, but where I'm from, I'm the CMO of the Autobot forces on Earth, under Optimus Prime.

[ A grim sort of smile. ] It's a first for me too, but it's needed. [ He thinks for a moment, then adds a hesitant offer. ] Wouldn't mind some help, if you're interested.

[ Oh! What an odd frame type. ]

See, that's what I thought. But I'm still not sure if there's much I can do. Is the population mainly cybertronian?

[ Different universes sounds more like some kind of story he's read (and maybe written, in his boredom, and then guiltily deleted) than something of reality. ]

That sounds similar.

[ You know, aside from the obvious differences. The request for his help has him jerk slightly though. ]

Me? I'm... not sure what use I'd be. I don't really know much about organics.

[ Just kind of assuming, since most civilizations were organic. ]

[And yet there's mechs with bigger... racks... than she has around, though none of them might be present currently. And who knows what the actual differences are...]

Yes. There's four mechanoids from Earth, at least seven organics and two of unknown makeup. The rest of us are cybertronian.

[She shrugs, peering at First Aid thoughfully.]

So, besides any one of us, especially if we in any way lose any other medic, there's others around that might been help.

Hands just turn up there?

[ In a junk pile? I guess that made sense. Maybe. ]

Er. The last thing I remember?

[ Disobeying all advice, that's what he remembers. ]

The monoformers had escaped and attacked Pharma. I got help. [ In the form of a giant angry ex-warden. ]

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