Rung (
rungout) wrote in
re_alignment2013-04-16 10:48 pm
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[Video | Rung's Office]
ooc: This takes place directly after this thread.
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[His attacker was gone. There had been words said but they'd fallen on deaf audios, Rung too consumed with pain from the entire little 'session' and that final blow to his chest. He'd been slumped on his desk when the other left, barely functioning--barely hanging on as his vents cycled weakly. For a long moment he just stayed as he was, the pain just too much to handle, to bear, and Rung knew that he was done.
This was it.
Several thoughts ran through his mind even as things started to just shut down and he forced himself to move one of his arms, reaching weakly around the desk for his comm unit that was always sitting there.
Fingers brushed it and he gripped it weakly, sliding it slowly but surely across the desk until he could activate it--not caring that it was set to automatically view as video.
Weakly he focused on it, unable to even lift his head from the desk as his remaining optic flickered just barely.]
...help..please...
[The words are barely above a whisper, barely words at all considering how mangled his throat is, the light in his optic slowly starting to fade despite his attempts to hang on.]
.....so..rry...I'm sorry...
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[His attacker was gone. There had been words said but they'd fallen on deaf audios, Rung too consumed with pain from the entire little 'session' and that final blow to his chest. He'd been slumped on his desk when the other left, barely functioning--barely hanging on as his vents cycled weakly. For a long moment he just stayed as he was, the pain just too much to handle, to bear, and Rung knew that he was done.
This was it.
Several thoughts ran through his mind even as things started to just shut down and he forced himself to move one of his arms, reaching weakly around the desk for his comm unit that was always sitting there.
Fingers brushed it and he gripped it weakly, sliding it slowly but surely across the desk until he could activate it--not caring that it was set to automatically view as video.
Weakly he focused on it, unable to even lift his head from the desk as his remaining optic flickered just barely.]
...help..please...
[The words are barely above a whisper, barely words at all considering how mangled his throat is, the light in his optic slowly starting to fade despite his attempts to hang on.]
.....so..rry...I'm sorry...

[Action]
[They will analyze all that later, now this was more important.]
Good. We need to find who did this to him, we need to make sure they don't hurt anybody else.Rung would like that and I'm sure you don't want to disappoint him. Please, put him down. That way we can figure out what happened to him.
[Action]
[He suddenly sounds distant. Like he still isn't speaking to Blurr at all.]
[It doesn't seem as if he's going to listen. As if he's going to just keep sitting there in stunned silence.]
[But, very slowly, he releases his grip. He lays the body of his friend on the ground in front of him. Every motion is mechanical, jerky. And when he finishes, he's shaking all over.]
... No. I'm. Tired of disappointing people.
[Action]
[When he transforms, he makes a beeline for Blurr, expression as solemn as ever. There's a quirk of the optic ridge as he spots Kagerou covered in energon, but one look at the body could already discount that this wasn't his doing.]
What happened here?
[Action]
He lets Prowl talk to Blurr, and starts setting up a perimeter outside the office. He'll take a closer look when Kagerou is gone.]
[Action]
We don't know yet. Rung's cry for help came when he was already too injured for us to help him.
[The racer looks down at what's left of his friend. He's not strange to death and while he doesn't show it the same way as Kagerou does he's deeply upset with the view.]
[Action]
[All right then.]
[The near-aggressive posture fades as quickly as it came on, and he resumes sitting blankly. Though...]
[Though the question earns the barest sound -- a soft scoffing noise -- and hollow words.]
He died. That's... what happened here.
[Action]
[Whether or not Prowl felt disturbed by the sight was a mystery, his expression remained as distant as when he had arrived. He took care with his next question.]
I understand this must be difficult to process all at once, but I'm going to need to ask one more question: Can you point out where you found Rung when you arrived?