[voice] Posting from the Solian sector

[docbot]

[ After being informed by Drift that biological warfare is still a Thing in at least one of the dimensions represented here, Ratchet's decided to play things safe in terms of infection control. This is why you're being treated to a voice-post, featuring the gruff voice of our favourite Autobot medic right now. ]

Right. Well. I don't care what kind of grudges you've got, but whether you're Autobot, Decepticon or something else, things like illness and contagious disease are an issue here, especially given our ... questionable resources. So, since there seems to be a sizable population of Cybertronians around, I'd request that any and all of you come find me if you're in need of medical attention. I can't promise to fix anything that ails you, but I can at least scan you and tell you what I'd need to fix things.

And I can promise that the longer you wait on finding me for medical attention, the more annoyed I will be that you waited. Keep that in mind if you're on the fence about things.

[ Yep. That was quite obviously a threat. Ratchet's a doctor, not a nursemaid. ]

Comments

[Voice]

[ichooseboth]

[Have a chuckle, Ratchet, and from a rather familiar voice at that.]

Well. Unless I am terribly mistaken, you certainly sound like a Ratchet.

[Even if not specifically the one he knows.]

It is good to know we have a medic around, whoever you might be.

[Voice]

[docbot]

O-Optimus...?

[ Ratchet's rather taken aback. There's a part of him that's not sure what to believe. For all he knows, this may very well be another Optimus... or a Nemesis. ]

[Voice to video] MOST LATE PRIME

[ichooseboth]

...Hm.

[Whelp. This one recognizes his voice, at least. He switches it over to video, and gives the blank screen a nod.]

I am. And you are?

[Sorry Ratchet, but your Optimus is in another castle. This one is a good deal...blockier than the one you know.]

[voice] EVEN LATER MEDIC

[docbot]

I ... am Ratchet.

[ Now that he recognizes that this is not his Optimus, Ratchet actually relaxes considerably. He'd been expecting Nemesis, which would have set him off on a crazed streak of rage. This, though... he can deal with this. ]

And I apologize -- you sound very much like a friend of mine who apparently shares your name.

[voice]

[ichooseboth]

[He shook his head, raising a hand up to the screen.]

No, it's alright. I understand - you might be surprised by how often I get that.

[He chuckles faintly, expression dry.]

It's good to meet you, Ratchet.

[voice]

[docbot]

Ah, right then. It's ... good to meet you too.

[ Ratchet isn't really sure what to say, so he just awkwardly shuffles for a bit after obviously refraining from using this other Optimus's name. ]

I suppose I'll see you around, then.