04 // [Video]

[flashdrive]

 [Blue optics flickered on beneath that equally blue visor.  As if someone had turned a switch on, Rewind sprang to life, after being in a coma for what seemed like weeks. It didn't feel that long to him--but then again, you wouldn't if you were comatose. There's an achy sit-up, as he notices wiring and life support tacked onto his systems.

Not a good sign.

He lifts an arm to see a robotic IV of Energon, and a spark monitor.

There's a quick fumble for his Link, checking the date immediately.  Considering his previous personal log...he'd been out for quite awhile.  It made his proverbial blood run cold.

He hits the record button.]

Okay, what happened.

[SURPRISE! HE'S BACK!]

Comments

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[rednotbluethx]

Jus' admit you were scared without yer boyfriend an' ran off to boohoo an' sulk while everyone else fought an' worked.

[video]

[flashdrive]

Okay normally I'd insult your clear lack of intelligence but...


What?

[video]

[rednotbluethx]

Do I gotta spell it out fer ya, twig-bot?

YOU.
ARE.
A.
LOSE
ER.

[video]

[flashdrive]

Technically that's not spelling, that's enunciating. But I don't expect someone like you to know the difference.

Loser~!

[video]

[rednotbluethx]

I'll e-nun-ci-ate yer aft, ya dorkwad!

[video]

[flashdrive]

Be gentle. You might speak too clearly for me.

[video]

[rednotbluethx]

Me laughin' over you cryin' as I ram my gun up yer aft should sound loud an' clear, stick-boy.

[video]

[flashdrive]

Stick-boy?

Oh it's on now.

[He is a MAN.]

[video]

[rednotbluethx]

It has always been on! Just get yer cowardly aft over here an' I'll make ya kiss it, twiggy!