re_alignment | TW for gore

[[ooc: Another warning: this is a dark!Ratchet post, and there will be gore and medical professionals doing distinctly unethical things. Don't read if that will trigger you. If you're iffy, feel free to skip out or ask me.]]

[Click.

It's a doctor's-eye-view of something disturbing. A tangle of fuel lines and circuitry are splayed out on the screen, not mangled as they would have been if they'd resulted from blunt violence, but carefully arrayed and pinned aside.

A low, rattling voice is speaking, caught mid-way through a sentence, as if the viewer is simply video recording something for their own future reference. Perhaps this post was meant for private storage, rather than public posting?]

-nsformation array is absolutely fascinating. I've never had a chance to investigate a triple-changer before, and the technology required in order to access not one, but two alternate modes is exquisitely complex.

[The video zooms out, allowing us to see a pair of hands cutting into the circuitry below. A soft moan sounds in the background as the incision is made, making it terribly obvious that this is a video of a dissection of someone who is... not dead. Given the plating colours that have been revealed, that someone is Primary Care.]

Oh hush, I won't be able to concentrate. Now, it should be in here somewhere...

[A thud from behind the viewer, and a strangled noise.]

What are you doing?

[The camera whirls, focussing for a split second on Pharma's face before the camera-person grunts and punches him out with one swing.]

Slag.

[Whoever this is turns, pats Primary Care on the shoulder.]

Looks like playtime has to be cut short today, sweetspark. No worries, though.

[A hand reaches into Primary Care's chest cavity and twists. A stuttering groan is torn from Primary Care as the hand withdraws with a wet, scraping squelch. Something shining and silver drips in its grasp.]

I've got a souvenier.

[The video cuts out as the camera-person transforms, cutting off the optic feed.]

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[Oh hey, he wasn't expecting a Drift. But he can roll with this. Maybe.]

First Aid? No, I think you've mistaken that mech for a different one. First Aid's not a triple-changer, and he's certainly not in possession of a functional tcog. Granted, neither is Primary Care, but... well.

[That smirk isn't exactly friendly, even if it is quite amused.]

And what if I said I weren't afraid? What would you do then?

It doesn't matter who. You murdered someone.

[Have a not-very-terrifying snarl.]

I'd say you're missing an opportunity to add a human to your dissection list.

[Bring it, Ratchet.]

Pff. Murder is such an inelegant word, not to mention imprecise.

[What a cute little muffin you are.]

And honestly, I haven't any interest in dissecting organic systems. You're rather too messy and inconsequential for me to bother with.

Precise enough.

You took someone's life.

Worse. You enjoyed it.

[Tell him you didn't. ]

An excuse of a coward. [This would probably really sting if Drift weren't, you know, 4'9"]

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