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[letmefixyou]

[that sure is ratchet spattered with blue energon! obsevant viewers may note it has a slightly green tint. his right shoulder is also very clearly broken, the torn metal sparking and leaking sickly looking yellow/green energon.]

For a police force, you people have a stupidly low presence around this place.

[he kicks something off screen, making a loud clang.]

The Solian medbay will be without the other Ratchet for a while. Consider this a lesson in impulse control.

[click.]

((ooc: replies will come from both medics, although sg ratchet's will be somewhat sparse due to trying to get as far away as possible. assume they're coming from the separate devices as sg would've fled the scene immediately after making the broadcast. tfp ratchet would've also sent a distress signal during the video for anyone that wants to save him!))

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[needlefingers]

[If you focus, you can detected an aura of simmering resentment coming from somewhere.

Chromedome is indeed close behind, waiting on Prowl to tell him when to make his move. He says nothing of course. What is there for him to say anyway?]

[letmefixyou]

[he doesn't notice chromedome, due to a mixture of not giving a fuck and being focused on prowl. they wouldn't do anything, after all.]

And you're ugly. What shady deal do you have for me this time?

[fun_police]

A deal would imply me having confidence that you'd be able to fulfill your half of the bargain.

[He steps inside, never losing eye contact with the large medic.]

I don't suspect you'll be in much of a position to do anything once half the Haven comes crashing down on your head.

No, I'm doing you a favor.

[letmefixyou]

[there's a flippant handwave from his working arm.]

It might be a fun experience. What do you want?

[fun_police]

I just want to ensure your cooperation.

[Prowl paces a few steps closer, attempting to lead Ratchet's attention away from where Chromedome would approach.]

If we want to make this partnership work, that is. If you want to avoid being in a prison rather than doing whatever it is you enjoy doing to your.. patients.

[needlefingers]

[Chromedome sees his cue and quietly walks around Ratchet while he's distracted. He has achieved a sense of total apathy towards everything and everyone, and doesn't give a damn over what they're talking about. He just wants this over and done with.

His needles slide out as he creeps closer, and he waits for Prowl to give him the signal...]

[letmefixyou]

[ratchet keeps his narrowed optics on prowl, completely unaware of chromedome behind him.]

"Partnership".

[he snorts, but doesn't elaborate.] What do you intend to offer?

[fun_police]

Offer?

[His optics brighten, indicating to Chromedome to move forward.]

Do you really need me to spell out what benefits you'll be getting if you follow my instruction?