Audio [Transmission Originating From: Solus's Temple]

[redshirtrobot]

[Fracas has been absent for a quite a while. Really, less absent, more... asleep. If nothing else, it's kept him out of trouble. He slowly sits up with a groan, looking around. What. What did he just get back from, even? Or... remember?

Oh. Oh.

He turns on his communicator. Audio-only for now; he's not really feeling up to video.]

I need to see a medic, if one's available. Not. Not Knock Out.

[And briefly, Fracas sounds almost angry.]

But I do need to speak to him.

... Could someone tell me what I've missed, while I'm at it?

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[noparachutes]

You have been out for a while, however you should be perfectly fine.

[He knows. He's been keeping a close optic on him.]

What has you so nervous for a medic?

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[redshirtrobot]

[He hopes Shockwave is right. He really does.]

One of the zombies... may have bitten me, I don't know. I want one to make sure that I wasn't. But if I was...

[He exvents, expression going serious for a moment.]

If I was, someone has to kill me. Shoot me in the spark. Or it's going to start all over again.

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[noparachutes]

You are fine, Fracas.

[He'll just continue to stroke the vehicon's head.]

I would have noticed if you were any different.

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[redshirtrobot]

I hope so. I just want to make sure, before... I get a hankering for energon and try to eat someone.

[He leans into Shockwave's hand, closing his optics briefly.]

I don't want to start a plague.

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[noparachutes]

You aren't going to eat anyone, and you will not be starting a plague.

[Really now Fracas, as if he'd let that happen.]

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[redshirtrobot]

Okay. Because I really don't want to. I couldn't live with myself if I did that...

[Though he's pretty sure Shockwave wouldn't allow that. Thankfully.]

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[noparachutes]

As I am the one you'd try and eat first, I can assure you that you would not get far.

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[redshirtrobot]

I figured. I doubt I'd even dent your fuel lines, honestly. Even with that... tongue-thing they have.

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[noparachutes]

Tongue thing?

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[redshirtrobot]

When they changed they got this... tongue. Kind of looked a little like one of the Driller's tendrils, actually. It's. What they attacked with.

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[noparachutes]

[Fracas you are dating the wrong mech. The one guy with mandibles and a pet with tentacles.

The hand atop the vehicon's head moves to tilt his head up.]

You are just fine, if that is the case.

[He'd notice if you had a new tongue.]

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[redshirtrobot]

[He will be okay with that again. Eventually.

When the nightmares stop.

He looks up at him, nodding a little.]

I guess so. I don't feel like I have new appendages or like I want to eat someone, anyway...

[That's a good sign in his book.]

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[noparachutes]

[A very good sign. Means he doesn't have to kill someone he's put so much work into.]

There's nothing to worry about. Once you are checked over we can head back to the proper temple.

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[redshirtrobot]

[Really, Fracas would rather not have to be killed. He doesn't remember dying the first time, but one time was enough for him.]

Yeah... it's a little weird waking up here, without being like. Horribly maimed or something.

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[noparachutes]

Far preferable to the alternative though, I imagine. They insisted you stay here.

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[redshirtrobot]

Huh. Well, I guess they like to look after their own Glyphed when something like this happens. And since I'm still aligned to Solus and all... being here makes sense.

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[noparachutes]

Hn.

[He wasn't particularly fond of the whole ordeal. Spending so much time in a temple with so many Autobots and not being able to crush any of them. A temple where it was frowned upon if you accidentally broke a wall, or your pet accidentally created large holes in the floor.]