video || perceptor's lab

[sciencetank]

[... the lab is a disaster. It's almost hard to tell that is is Perceptor's lab. It looks as if a wrecking ball went through the room. There's nothing left undamaged in some way. Even his chair is all but flattened.]

[The scientist himself stands in the middle of the room, sorting broken bits of something into crates.]

... as you can see, any projects I was currently working on are... on hold, to say the least. I don't have a working computer, let alone proper lab facilities, at the moment.

[He tosses the piece he's holding into a crate, dragging his hand down his face.]

And... if there happens to be any bored parties capable of heavy lifting who find themselves with nothing to do... clearly I've need of assistance.

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[Video]

[young_upstart]

Whoa, what happened?

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Grimlock. Grimlock happened.

[Does that tell you anything, Hot Rod?]

[Video]

[young_upstart]

[...yeah. Yeah. That about explains everything.]

...wow. Sorry to hear that.

I can swing by and give you a hand if you need it.

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Not sorrier than I...

Very well. Just. Refrain from touching anything piled in the red crate.

[Video]

[young_upstart]

Got it, got it. I'll be right over.

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Do you require coordinates?

[Video]

[young_upstart]

It'd help.

[Video]

[sciencetank]

[BEEP BOOP the coordinates are sent.]

[Video]

[young_upstart]

Got 'em! See you soon!

[VROooooom]

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Very well.

[headgames]

Heavy lifting?

[He might just be bored enough to help.]

[sciencetank]

Yes. Isn't it obvious?

[headgames]

Pretty clear you made a mess of your place, and want the rest of us to help you clean it up.

[sciencetank]

I didn't do a damned thing.

All I did was talk Grimlock down.

[headgames]

... Shouldn't have had him in there to begin with.

[sciencetank]

I didn't "have him in there". He came of his own accord. If you haven't noticed, Grimlock is rather impossible to coerce into anything, let alone a lab.

[headgames]

Then maybe you should work on not setting him off before fixing up that mess.

[sciencetank]

I did no such thing! I walked in, and he was already there, in that state!

We have our differences, but I have no desire to aggravate Grimlock by any means. He is an Autobot, a... comrade. Why would I want to "set him off"?

[headgames]

Must of done something to him.

[sciencetank]

Why must I? Why do you automatically assume I was the one to provoke him?

[headgames]

He was in your lab.

[sciencetank]

He has access codes.

We come from the same world. He knows me.

Something occurred, and I can only surmise he came looking for me there. I was occupied elsewhere at the time, and thus I can't tell you exactly what transpired.

... He smashed my security console as well.

[headgames]

Well it sounds like your fault.

[sciencetank]

Despite repeated evidence to the contrary?

Why are you so eager to blame me? Ask Grimlock if you like. But I had no part in this.

[headgames]

Right.

[Video]

[neverputincharge]

[Wow, what a mess. At least it wasn't him for once]

Heavy lifting? I can give ya hand with that, Perce.

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Perceptor.

And fine. If you listen to my instructions perfectly. There may be substances mingling that are best kept far apart.

[Video]

[neverputincharge]

Right.

[Sorry Perceptor, Wheeljack's rubbing off on him.]

Alright, I can do that. I'll head over now. [He still has the coordinates from last time.]

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Very well. But I'll be watching.

[Video]

[neverputincharge]

[Your faith in him, Percy, is so awesome. He's still coming, though. He's good for heavy lifting.]

What? Don't trust me?

[Video]

[sciencetank]

I don't explicitly trust anyone in my lab but myself. Not with my equipment, anyway.

[Video]

[neverputincharge]

Alright, fine. I'll behave.

[Video]

[sciencetank]

Good.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Give me a few hours.

[Seriously, he's dying of boredom over here.]

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

No, Wheeljack.

You lie down, or Primus help me, I will march over there and tie you down.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

C'mon Sarge, I can feel my tires meldin' to this slab of metal.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

No.

You're staying there until you're cleared.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Sarge.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

Wheeljack.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

...



Uggggh....fine.

[He was way too tired to argue.]

But in case you're wonderin' what I've been up to. Nothin'. There's nothin' to do.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

Good.

You're healing. Continue doing that, and I'll make use of your incorrigible energy later.




I would rather see your frame intact than your sorry backside limping and moping about my lab, anyway.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

My body's healin'.

I'm not doin' anythin'.

[But he slumps back, smiling.]

Don't make me look forward to it, Sarge.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

Then rest. It's the best thing for it.

... There's nothing wrong in looking forward to recovery.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yeah. 'Rest' and I don't really talk much.

Had a fallout once the war started.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

You should see if you can't reconcile during your recuperation.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

You know me and reconciliation, Sarge.

Takes an awful lot.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

Fortunately, you have nothing but time.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Ngh...

[He hates it. If only because the only thing he's left with are his thoughts.]

Guess I better start, then.

[Audio]

[sciencetank]

The more you rest, the less time it will take. I'm sure.