[Video]

[organ_pharming]

[Pharma is busy putting away tools when the video turns on. His acolyte, who's usually bustling around while the medic addresses the camera is no where to be seen.

It should be worth noting that Pharma is actually holding the tools he's putting away.]

I'm afraid the vast repertoire of hand jokes are no longer going to be relevant. Loathe as I am to take away everyone's fun, I thought you should all know that I'm now better equipped to treat patients.

[The new hands are sleek and well crafted, just the right shade of blue, and.... claws.]

Not that I wasn't capable before. But it's much more convenient this way.

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[docbot]

Ah. I see you've decided to drop the pretense and move straight to mauling your patients like a mad bird, then?

[ Sorry, the jokes are just going to be different now, instead of stopping. ]

[organ_pharming]

[He just knew you'd have something nasty to say.]

Mauling? Don't be silly. I wouldn't want my technique to be mistaken for yours.

[docbot]

[ It's a gift. ]

I don't think there's ever going to be any risk of that.

Tell me, how are you planning on sterilizing your new scalpels... or do you plan on just licking them clean?

[organ_pharming]

[That makes Pharma's faceplates warm with anger.]

What do you take me for?! A monster? I. AM. A. PROFESSIONAL!

What is so hard about that for you to understand!?

[docbot]

[ Oh good, he hit a nerve~ ]

I'm sorry, all I hear is squawking on the other end of the line. Sounds a bit like a gigantic avian of some sort.

[organ_pharming]

Why you... you pompous, arrogant, insufferable CAR!

Would you like me to prove my skills? Because I'd be glad to oblige. Any time.

[docbot]

I'm sure you'd enjoy attempting to maul me, like any predatory creature would, but I'd suggest you stick to smaller prey animals at the moment. You know, pterorabbits, turbofoxes... the like.

[organ_pharming]

Are you afraid of going up against me, Ratchet? Is that why you insist on hiding behind all these petty insults?

[docbot]

Considering that we're both medics, my fear is less that I'll have to fight you in some sort of battle, and more that I'm trusting the well-being of myself and my patients to a mech with such a self-obsessed attitude.

[ AKA: you rub me the wrong way and now I can't really justify why. ]

[organ_pharming]

[Frown] Self-obsessed? Hardly. I am just not afraid to assure my patients that they are being treated by a doctor with incredible skill.

[docbot]

A medic with an ego is just as dangerous as one with none-- perhaps even moreso. They tend to have problems judging when they're in too deep.

[He says those last words slowly, unaware how cutting they might be, considering how the situation at Delphi played out.]

[organ_pharming]

[Pharma's new claws curl and he intakes a sharp breathe.]

I know what I'm doing.

[He hisses and cuts the transmission.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

You know, it is possible to keep one's claws pristine and appropriately sterilized for use in medical work. [Glitch don't you insult KO and his work.] You don't see any of my patients offlining from sepsis or-- or protoform contamination, do you?

[docbot]

Oh, I understand that.

I just don't trust Pharma to do so.

[ A smirk and perhaps a bit of a wink at KO. He's a Decepticon... he'll understand being a snarky asshole to people you hate, right? ]

[automobile_enthusiast]

.....

[Well, isn't this a bit of a surprise. Knock Out snorts, and his voice is quite a bit lighter and more good-humored when he speaks next.]

My my. Being rather judgmental for an Autobot, aren't we, Ratchet?

[ perhaps locked so that Pharma can't see ;D ]

[docbot]

Just because I'm an Autobot doesn't mean I don't get to be a bit of an aft sometimes.

And perhaps Pharma in particular just rubs me the wrong way ...

[sure KO will play along with that lock ;D ]

[automobile_enthusiast]

Why doctor, I didn't know you had it in you~

[KO laughs sharply.] He does have a... strong personality, it's true.

[ why thank you sir~ ]

[docbot]

I'd posit that there's a lot of things you don't know about me, all things considered. [ He sounds a bit thoughtful. ] We really don't interact much, do we?

[locked]

[automobile_enthusiast]

[KO, on the other hand, just sounds-- suddenly-- withdrawn and wary.] With good reason, don't you think?

[locked]

[docbot]

Perhaps back home keeping a distance was a good idea, but given our ... circumstances... well.

[He looks away a little, unconsciously protecting himself from the potential rejection.]

It might be wise to pool our resources together. And it'd be nice to work with someone who knows how things work where we come from.

[Because the lines split by universe here as well as by faction, don't they?]

[locked]

[automobile_enthusiast]

[So they are. But Knock Out's a wary and suspicious creature by nature, and the Autobots he knows tend to be nasty and vindictive. He's not exactly inclined to trust them, to say the least.

And beyond that...]

Are you sure you want to work with a doctor whose surgical technique is-- [His voice becomes mocking.] --'as delicate as a sledgehammer to the face'?

[Does he sound bitter? Good, because he is-- although it's only after he's spoken that this is about the last person on the planet that he wants to admit his medical insecurities to.

Scrap.]