[Video - At his office in Alpha Trion's Quadrant]

[rungout]

[With everything that had been going on, Rung had been working his hardest to keep tabs on everyone that may need him. Blurr was still one of his priorities, Vandal was another that he was extremely focused on helping, then there was Whirl, Ventus--whom he wanted to make sure was alright whenever he could--and many others that the therapist just found himself worrying about.

So, needless to say, he'd been a little preoccupied as of late.

Considering the mood that had settled over haven as of late because of the Glyphless, Rung hadn't been expecting anything quite like what he got when he stepped out of his office on this particular day, the video clicking on to reveal a soaking wet Rung looking extremely confused as he held the bucket that had been placed above his door, full of water.]

...I'm not..sure what exactly the reasoning behind this was but...anyone care to explain?

[He's not mad, just confused--and tired. Very tired. And he's really, really beginning to dislike water.]

Comments

[Voice]

[warborn]

[...]

Your spark's too damn big for that frame of yours. Not to mention soft.

[despite the harshness of the words, his tone isn't. it's dry, if anything.

seriously he shouldn't be the one telling the head doctor that won't end well]

[Voice]

[rungout]

Perhaps it is. But I've made it this far with this big spark, so I think I'm doing alright.

[There's a smile in his voice, even if the smile is a bit faint--almost shy even.]

[Voice]

[warborn]

Almost didn't. And I figure that wasn't the only close call you've had.

[sensitive subject - and then moving right past it]

[Voice]

[rungout]

...No, not at all. But, so is the life of a therapist.

[He's coming to terms with it more and more; it was just that initial period afterwards that made it hard to come back from immediately.]



Would you...be willing to meet with me sometime..just to talk? Not about--I mean about...I just want to talk to you about a few things.

[Voice] OH MY GOD THAT ICON MY HEART

[warborn]

That's common?

[okay he didn't- mean to accuse it of happening /THAT/ often and that throws him offguard. how can you be okay with that

you are not a soldier

your life being risked /is not your thing/]

...we'll, uh, see.

[HE'S...VERY BUSY LATELY. yes. that's it.]

[Voice] MY PLAN. IT HAS WORKED.

[rungout]

It tends to be a hazard when it comes to this sort of work. Especially when one deals with the Wreckers.

[It's his life; Rung's accepted that.

He may not be a soldier but he's tough in his own way!...Sort of.]

....Thank you.

[Voice] /HANDS IN FACE, WEEPS

[warborn]

[except when you've got a pipe wrapped around you in a chair huh]

...

[okay he feels /way/ too awkward now]

'll let you get back to work.

[Voice] IT'LL BE OKAY BB

[rungout]

Ah, yes, right. Work...trying to figure out who the joke culprit is.

[Because he's taking a break from his real work right now. Everyone needs a break right?

Someone told him that..

It's just a weird concept to Rung.


...Break probably won't last more than a few minutes at best.]



It was good talking to you, Fortress Maximus.

[Voice] NO IT WON'T MTMTE IS FULL OF HEARBREAK

[warborn]

Give'm hell.

[and with that he's just-just gonna hang up now.

that's a good enough return.

yes.]

[Voice] ....THAT'S TRUE...DAMMIT.

[rungout]

[Rung would have responded if he could but instead he just hesitates for a moment before smiling faintly to himself.

Time to find a prankster.]