accidental video

[primest]

[good morning, haven. did you want sentinel screaming obsceneties at this ungodly hour of the morning?

too bad, because he woke up with all his paint stripped off, and he is not happy in the least.]

Are you FRAGGING KIDDING ME?!

[as you can see, he's perfectly capable of orginizing his thoughts about the matter in a coherent way.

looks like the paralyzer blackarachnia used on him hasn't entirely worn off, either. he tries to get off his berth and fell right on his face, down off the screen. graceful as ever, the swearing continues off screen for a few minutes. he also might've fired off the gun he has in his arm a few times.

...and hit himself in the face with the recoil. again. this really isn't his day.]

Comments

[primest]

Frag Ambulon!

[still pissed about the almost dying thing!!!]

...Seriously?

[deadlydoctor]

No, he's not my type. I like bigger bots. [He looks Sentinel up and down, clearly seizing him. And then smirks, no saying anything else.


He moves to get polishing clay and the buffer.] Yes, seriously. If the surface of the finish is rough and gritty then those particles will contaminate the paintwork. My work can't be less than perfect.

[primest]

[YEAH HE'S GONNA IGNORE THAT THANKS.]

Yeah, yeah. I know how painting works.

[deadlydoctor]

[Prude.]

Do you, really? [Sentinel gets the most skeptical look as Knock Out's leave the buffer near him. Then he sits next to Sentinel, the polishing clay on his hand.] Your arm.

[primest]

[no he's just very good at repressing unwanted emotions.]

Amazingly, yes.

[yeah just gonna roughly shove his arm at you.]

[deadlydoctor]

[Repressing never helped anybody, Sentinel. Emotion bottle up and then it gives you a robot ulcer.

Knock Out puts a hand on his wrist,lowering the arm.] Careful there, you almost hit me. You act like this is the first time someone did this to you.

[Time to work on cleaning Sentinel's arm. Knock Out sprays a small area with clay lubricant and then Gently rubs the clay bar back and forth across the wet area.]

[primest]

[he is a robot ulcer.

but hey, he's not a teenage girl so he'll be fine. probably.] Hey, I can self serve most of the time. I'm just assuming you wouldn't appreciate me punching you and stealing all your paint.

[nope, didn't even pick up on the hole he just dug himself into.]

[deadlydoctor]

[Knock Out has the right medicine for that. He's a medic after all.]

Self serving isn't as much fun as this. [He gives Sentinel's arm a long, soft caress with the clay. He's cleaning, of course, just that.] I would not appreciate it and I would also make you pay for it.

[So innocent sometimes.]

[primest]

[HELLOOOOO NURSE.]

Not- that kind of self serving you idiot. [do it as softly as you want, bro - you're not getting a reaction.]

You know what I meant.

[deadlydoctor]

[>3]

Oh? What kind do you think I meant? [He looks at Sentinel with optics wide, all innocence.]

No, no I don't.

[primest]

[flat monotone:] What a shame, you must be stupider than I'd originally pegged you as.

[sentinel's gonna go to whap ko upside the head with his free hand. not hard, just in a "fuck you" motion.]

[deadlydoctor]

[Knock Out would be more offended if he didn't knew how Sentinel usually behaves.

He's not all annoyed but the grip on Sentinel's wrist tightens. There's a bright spark of red in the medic's optics.]

Careful there.

[primest]

[yeah, watch him care. you'd never do anything to him in a public medbay.]

I slipped.

[deadlydoctor]

[In a public medbay that he owns? He can do many things with people watching, you would be surprised.]

It's okay. [He moves his hand over Sentinel's arm again but this time his claw-like finger leave a long scratch in the inside of the forearm.] Accidents happen.

[primest]

[try it motherfucker he'll put his fist through your face.]

Oh, yeah. Like trusting you. Or, y'know. Mistakes. Same thing.

[deadlydoctor]

[Not before he paralyzes you, bro.]

One day that big chi..oh sorry, mouth of yours will get you into trouble Sentinel. [Knock Out calmly inspect his nails before speaking again.]

Turn, I need to clean your back.

[primest]

[he scowls but complies.]

I'd take that as a threat if I could be bothered.

[deadlydoctor]

[Knock Out roll his eyes and shakes his head, back to being amused. He starts to work.]

Remind me again how did you become prime in your own world. It sure wasn't because of your sweet talking to the masses.

[primest]

[he's gonna punch himself in the face if he ends up leaning into it.]

Through military accomplishments. I don't give a slag what the general populace thinks of me.

[he does, but he's really angry right now ok.]

[deadlydoctor]

[You never know. Knock Out is very good at what he's doing, he has a lot of practice.]

So you had fought in the War. Who cares about them anyway? People always have something to criticize.

[primest]

[uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]

I was... sparked after it. [cough.]

[deadlydoctor]

[Scrubs, scrubs, scrubs, brushu, brushu brushu....Enjoying yourself much, Sentinel?]

Lucky you then. I wasn't that lucky.

[primest]

[he would be, if he wasn't still really fucking angry and being stripped in the first place.]

That's a shame.

[look at all the fucks he gives LOOK AT THEM.]

[deadlydoctor]

[Your sarcasm is wasted on him, sentinel. He's used to it. It's like talking with Starscream again.]

Yes, it is. Not many mechs in my universe lived your sheltered life. [He starts to work on sentinel's shoulder, putting special attention on the joins.] Only Smokescreen did, I believe...

[primest]

Sh- I'm not sheltered! Just because I don't have crippling ptsd doesn't mean we didn't have slag to deal with after it was done!

[maybe nothing as bad, but.]