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[The first thing Knock Out does after arriving to the medbay is to grab his communicator. It's obvious that he needs some medical help. He looks like he's gone to hell and back, with a nasty wound in his side and most of his finish scratched. He also looks about to go into stasis at any moment and only rage (and probably paranoia) is keeping him awake.]

I seriously wonder what sort of psychological test the Police Force takes before joining because if that's how an agent of the law acts I think we are all screwed.

[Knock Out gives Sentinel a nasty look and then continues.] This pychopath here tried to kill me and...[don't mind that shuffling and abrupt jerking of the video as sentinel grabs the device out of knock out's hands!]

--cannot believe- yeah, no, Knock Out just took a nasty fall because he was speeding in the Junk Pile like a moron. Apparently trying to help mechs you see leaking on the ground counts as attempted murder now?

[He shoots the look back at knock out. screw you, buddy.] Call me a psychopath all you want, I wasn't even anywhere near you when you crashed. Nor does it change the fact I saved your life.

You're welcome, by the way.

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[It is. A lot.]

That I could do...[You do have small hands and you are probably less inclined to want him dead.] Can you come to the medbay? Because I sure can't go get you this time.

I'm actually in the temple right now, I'll be there in a few minutes.

[Because that big room they'd assigned him actually works rather nicely as a bedroom/workshop. Room to spread out and all.]

How convenient. [This is hard but...] Thank you.

[Oh that's nice. Knock Out would like to see it one day.]

Don't worry about it.

[Sure enough, guess who's waltzing in not long after?]

Hope your um... associate there is willing to give me a lift up, I don't see a ladder anywhere. [Said with an amused smile, and a lift of a brow.]

[oh gross it's tiny and in the medibay now]

...This is your medic?

[Knock Out glared at Sentinel.] He knows more than you do already.

[And then he gave The Spine a look. He wasn't 100% sure about doing this because the robot probably never saw the interior of a Cybertronian in his whole life efore but it was that or suffer for some more hours.]

Ignore the comments from the peanut gallery, my little steam puck friend.

[Maybe not, but this couldn't be much different than following directions of a field medic. Just technology instead of organic!]

No problem.

[Just approaching Sentinel, bag of tools still slung over his shoulder.]

Give me a lift up so I can give him a hand?

[give him a second. he's looking around aaaaand grabs a small tray type thing. he then holds it down to the spine so he can get on it.

yes, this is happening.]

[Really? He doesn't have cooties, Sentinel. But whatever, he needs to get up more than he needs to spend time teasing the Great Chin, so he'll just step on the tray.

Going up!]

Did you really do that? Seriously, he's not contagious. [Not even Knock Out is to squeamish about organics, gosh.] Primus, you are embarrassing.

Yes. Deal.

[and now he's going to the other side of the room to see if he can find something to pop out the small dent he got from knock out's fat ass. HAVE FUN, LADIES]

[Wow, someone's a grade A dick and it's not him or even Knockout.]

Looks like you've had an eventful day.

[Understatement of the month, go!]

Where'd you want me to start?

[Knock Out glares at Sentinel all the way until he disappears. If looks coudl kill he would have dropped death already.]

A charmer, ain't he? [The medic gives the smaller robot another wary look.] My side is the most damaged part but there's a lot of energon cables in there and it's a complicate task to fix, specially if you don't know Cybertronian anatomy.

I'll rather wait until Sora comes and see if he can fix that without magic, if he can't do it then I'll fix it myself. My left knee, however...I think I popped a gear out of place, could you give it a look?

[Better to start on the smaller things anyways while he's still new. But he'll be eyeing the gash occasionally to make sure it's not bleeding too much. He might not have the know how to fix it, but pinching torn lines shut is the same for anyone.

However he'll move further down to Knockout's leg so he can inspect the damage, grimacing at the slipped gear he could see before he even looked carefully.]

Okay, now that I know how to fix. Can you bend your knee at all, or is there some resistance? [Aka how many other gears got knocked around by this one moving?]

Remind me to give you some medical classes in the future, that can never hurt.

[Knock Out sealed the wound but it was a rushed job and he's not sure how much his systems can take before shutting down. He would rather not go into stasis before that is fixed.]

I can bend it but not completely. It also makes a grating sound, I think some debris got stuck in there during my fall.

Fine by me. Assisted field medics before so doing it now wouldn't bother me any.

[One bonus of being smaller than the patient? He could reach in and get that gear in hand rather easily.]

Alright we'll get that once this gear is set. Hold still, I like having hands.

[Giving the other a moment to brace, unsure how much sensation this would have as he pushed the gear back into place.]

Do tell, how come you did that? I thoguth you talents were all about music.

[Yes, that's definitely good. It sting but Knock Out forced himself not to move because crushing the tiny man between his joint would be a bad outcome for both of them. he still cringed, though.]

Government discovered pretty quickly that we weren't going to fight anyone, even if they dropped us into warzones. Saved face by claiming they'd planned to assign us to search and rescue squads the whole time.

[The Spine made the adjustment as quickly as he could,before he was freeing a hand from under armor to grab a flashlight out of his bag, so he could shine it into the space to see better.]

And you said there was something that fell in here too right? Any idea where it is now?

Pacifist to the core, uh? [By the sound of his voice, Knock Out's clearly not judging.] I thoguth you belonged to that Walter person, the government took you from him?

[Knock Out would help if he knew how but he doesn't dare to make a movement just in case.]

Try checking the gears on the back of my knee, I'm almost sure it's stuck in between two of those.

We did, but they basically gave the ultimatum that either we get drafted, or our human siblings did. He didn't want anyone to go but... well as far as I was concerned it was a heck of a lot safer if us robots headed out. Less likely we wouldn't come back.

[The Spine focused his search there,picking out the small shards he saw while looking for whatever was the larger piece bothering the red mech. Better than having those bits getting caught somewhere delicate.]

Might try just going under the leg, that whole area'd probably be easier to get to...

And was he right? You all came back? [Knock Out always avoided the field and direct combat if he could but he's someone who's seen more than her fair share of War. He knows that no matter who's victorious, both parties always lose.]

Uhm, alright. Do you need help getting there? [He leaned over very carefully and extended his arm, the palm of his hand up.]

We did, thankfully. [The nature of war, no matter the species.]

Just bend your leg enough that there's room for me to slide under and I can probably get it from there.

[Yes. That nature is basically 'a bitch' nature.

Knock Out does as ordered, flinch slightly. is not that the knee causes him great pain but the debris there annoys him in the same way a cut between a fingers does. A really deep cut.]

And you only had to fight once or every time there was a war they recruited us?

Once the limb is up enough, he retracts the long spines along his back and slides under, like he was working on a car; there was less armor and kibble on the back of the knee to get in the way, and he dragged his bag after so he could fish out some pliers.]

Four different wars. First and last were the worst. [For different reasons, not that all four weren't awful in their own ways.]

[Knock Out blinked. He has no idea The Spine could do that with his back but now the medic understand how he must sleep.] Nifty...one day I need to give you another check up now that your systems aren't over heating due to sickness. I would like to scan you.]

Sorry to hear that. At least here we seem to be safe. Did you find anything in there?

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