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[heartdive]

Oh come on!

[ that is the distinct sound of metal smacking against metal at the moment. apparently someone in the clinic thought that it would be a good idea to shut them all in - Sora included. the teen doesn't really appreciate this. and his great idea? hit the door with his Keyblade. yupp. ]

Let! [ smack ] Me! [ smack ] Out! [ smack smack! ]

[ with a frustrated sigh, it sounds like he's giving up. ...well smacking the door with his Keyblade isn't really doing any good. only leaving scratch marks, really. he even slides down the side, arms crossed and looking frowny. ]

I think it's okay to unlock the door... Or at least let me out! Don't tell me that everyone has a panic attack that bad.

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[heartdive]

[ okay he's being dumped on the cranky medic. that going to end well. Sora's hands just go to his hips for a moment, watching his "boss." like he has anywhere to go. yes, he can totally open those doors on his own, not that he is going to and it's not like any of these guys KNOW he can either.

so he'll settle with a bit of a half pout. ]

"Don't move" he says...

[neededthat]

We had one on our base. I'm sure I could whip something up if no one else here has already.

[He takes Sora into his hand easily enough, having known how to deal with humans and their fragile forms. Ratchet blinks, watching KO leave from view and shakes his head.]

I don't see how you can stand him. [But he does peek towards the doors...]

[heartdive]

Don't even think about it.

[ leaving that is. not unless you take him with you!

Sora looks up at Ratchet though, putting his hands behind his head with a yawn. it's not that hard of a question to answer. ]

It's obvious he cares though.That's what counts. [ he snorts a little, a grin on his face. ] You know? Cloud and Leon are kind of like brick walls. As much as they are really good friends of mine, I think it's easier to get along with someone like Knock Out. At least he has a personality.

[ Sora's quiet for a moment, biting on his lip. ]

Kinda think that maybe he deserves a chance too. I don't really think that he's had a lot of people that have had his back. [ Sora noticed how he reacted to being thanked. ] So... Maybe? Maybe that's all he really needs.

[deadlydoctor]

[Knock Out comes back a few minutes later with a datapad in one hand and a container in the other. The container looks microscopic in comparison to him but it's the size of a lunchbox. He handles the box to Sora.]

I got those from the pantry. I know there's water and food in it, just don't ask me what sort. [He didn't bother checking. Organic food and its secrets is beyond him. Then he gives the datapad to Ratchet.]

There. It's all the information I have about the Synth En, from my investigations back home.

[It's even listed the effects it can have in half organic - half cybertronian bodies. Just don't ask him how he investigated that. Ever.]

[neededthat]

[He listens to Sora as he speaks. Optimus had appointed Knock Out, indirectly, as an honorary Autobot. But it was still something that Ratchet had yet to get used to.

But ever since he woke up here, on this strange version of Cybertron, Knock Out had been helpful. Annoying, but overal helpful. He shifts uneasily as he side glances at Sora.]

...I guess you have a point. But our past is a little complicated. It's going to take some time--

[He stops after that as he looks up to see Knockout and takes up the datapad with his unoccupied hand, glancing over the information. His Optics glance over the information.]

Thank you.

[heartdive]

[ and that means Sora snatches the lunch box. hope Ratchet is comfortable, because he's more or less just going to go about his business right there, on the Bot. which means he's just sitting down to open it up.

for a moment though, he looks at Ratchet with a wink and a grin. yeah, it might take some time, but the guy is on the right path. some things ARE complicated and just because Sora doesn't understand why complications are a THING, he knows some people just need time.

THEN he looks up at Knock Out. ]

Thanks, maybe. [ smug little grin. ] Maybe not, depending on what's in here.

I can't write at 3 am /)_(\

[deadlydoctor]

[He smiles at Ratchet and then looks down at Sora.] Only maybe, uh? You are lucky I didn't put anything extra in there. Like vegetables.

[It's not like they have them but Knock Out knows that children doesn't like them. He can help but be amused at the boy calmly making himself comfortable on top of Ratchet to enjoy a meal. That should keep them both occupied and away from the door.] What do you usually eat anyway? Ventus's chickens?

[He questions Ratchet next.] Were the humans you kept around the base always hungry too? Or sleepy? Because certain someone enjoys napping during work hours.

[Don't you think he didn't notice, Sora. yet he didn't woke him up.]

Re: I can't write at 3 am /)_(\

[neededthat]

[Ratchet gives Knock Out a stern look, more than alright with Sora getting comfortable.]

You forget, they're human. They aren't like us. [He glances at Sora, gesturing to him with a hand.]

Young humans are usually very hungry. Their metabolism burns off the food in which they ingest so fast, they need food as soon as that energy runs out. And sleep as well.

Helps them keep alert. [Even if it was a little bit of a hassle, especially when he first worked with Raf, Miko, and Jack.]

[heartdive]

I like some veggies, you know.

[ that's pretty much Sora's only comment before, you know, starting to eat. some of the weariness from his earlier casting his wearing away. young humans being hungry all the time...

imagine that.

too bad Sora's skipped most of that development you know, being asleep for a year. no awkward puberty phases for this guy. ]

Yeah, well. I think some robots need to remember that they need sleep too.

[ Ratchet. ]

[deadlydoctor]

I didn't forget, I was just wondering...[And to answer Sora's question.] We don't really have any. [Veggies, that's it. He's glad to see that the kid's finally eating, if something it means he won't go anywhere for a bit.]

I agree with him. [Intense stare, get it Ratchet.]