re_alignment | [Video/Action; Originating from Vector Prime's temple] Pata-pata!

[UGH. That is not the audio function. Stupid new body.

Have you ever seen an angry Italian Ferrari robot? Well if you have, you probably haven't seen them in six-inch form. The Link opens up to show Mirage, and it's obvious to see that something about him has changed. Compared to everything else around him he seems...more petite. Not that it stops him. The bot is rather stubborn, and is making his way around Vector Prime's temple (at a snail's pace, mind you), hoping he could just voice-talk his way through this problem, get it solved and move on with his life.

However, luck is not on this guy's side today, so congrats everyone! You're looking at bitty!Mirage! And...he's not too happy, rattling off curse words in both Italian AND Cybertronian. That's not good language, mister )8<

On the front of his chestplate is the Cybertronian glyph for "Mirage". An...odd aesthetic.]

Dio mio...This is embarrassing...

[If Shockwave or Barricade see this--]

Ironhide. Anyone. I require some assistance.

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Is... everything alright over there? Do you require assistance of any sort?

[It's hard not to smile, so he doesn't even try, beaming warmly over the feed]

[Don't let him know that, because respect is everything to this bot.]

Ah...Assistance would be welcome...

[NOT THAT HE CAN'T HANDLE IT. HE'S JUST -LETTING- YOU HELP.]

[His lips are sealed. He looks quite happy for the chance to go and help, and nods]

I'll be there in just a moment. It should not take me too long to arrive...

Very well. I will be...here.

[It's not like he can really get very far anyway.]

[He just smiles, and then disconnects. True to his word, the roar of jets sound overhead as the shuttle approaches the temple. Now to just be careful about where he stepped... Transforming, he barely stepped inside, carefully observing the ground where he walked]

Mirage?

[Look down, there's a very annoyed little red dot down there.]

I am here!

[Oh God super careful now. He slowly kneels, peering down at the tiny red dot. Mirage? He practically needs a magnifying glass to see you!]

This is quite the predicament you have found yourself in, friend.

[He lowers a hand to allow him up]

I'm sure you would rather talk face to face.

[Despite the clear hurt pride, Mirage takes to Skyfire's hand, climbing on much like an insect.]

Ah...Grazie.

If only I knew why I was like this.

[He lifts him up closer to his face, taking a seat on the floor of the temple]

It is quite curious... Perhaps we should seek a medical opinion?

[Mirage struggles to cling on to that hand, eventually settling into the palm when he sits.]

Do you think they would be able to help?

It is certainly worth a check. It wouldn't hurt to simply ask.

[He looks rather sheepish at this next part, looking down through the fingers.]

Would you be able to transport me.

Of course I would. You need not even ask.

Thank you.

It would be much appreciated.

I know there is at least some version of Ratchet here... and I believe there are a few more medics. Ah, you would know better than I, you have been here longer. Do you know which temple your preferred medic resides in?

Ah...Solian.

It is...Barricade.

[As much as he hated to admit it, Barricade would be the most knowledgable on his biology.]

[Well Skyfire doesn't know anyone named Barricade, but he can tell there's something up with that]

Are you sure you wish to go to him?

He is an ex-Con...and has an ego.

[Like you don't, Mirage?]

I cannot imagine asking for his help will be easy.

Ah, so... I would assume you two do not have the best relationship.

[Seriously are you sure you want to ask him for help? There's other medics here.]

If you truly wish it, I'll take you to him...

[Yeah but these other medics don't deal with hatchling based Cybertronians.]

It is...strained.

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