thesteadymedic said: He frowns slightly and looks back at her. “I uh… know of your situation with our latest scout.” …He looks away and sighs. “I just— wish to help if I can. Even though you’ve made things extremely difficult.”
Her frame tenses at what he says. Word had gotten out a lot faster since yesterday, the femme watching the medic and then raising an optical ridge in confusion at his words before anger consumed her.
“I've made this difficult? How the frag have I made this difficult, Ratchet?!”
It wasn’t sliced off! It’s just- an Anon got it off somehow and now I need to get it back on. I’m not even sure how they did that, but they gave it back so I’ve just been carrying it around since I can’t get it back on with what I have.
Ratchet was currently digging around in the mud. …Though it seemed odd, there was a reason for it. The insane medic had left something buried within these woods, something he wanted to get back. “Where….Where..” He mutters to himself in frustration as he keeps looking. …However, he suddenly paused when he felt another presence upon him. If there was one thing Ratchet hated more than humans it was some mech thinking he could get the drop on him.
The medic reaches for the gun he kept strapped against his hip guard and suddenly turns and shoots into the direction the mech was lurking in. “That….was a warning. I’d much appreciate it if you came out now… Or must I come over there…?”
Hotshot was on red alert the moment the other mech fired at him, door wings flared and visor dropping to guard his eyes. He lifted an arm which now sported a full sized cannon and had it aimed right at the purple and white bot.
“I was simply scouting my territory.” He replied, vocalizer gruff in warning. Who in Primus did this bot think he was just wandering into his territory uninvited and opening fire. “I would say nice paint but you’re not exactly on my friendlies list.” He wasn’t before, considering the medic symbol, but he wasn’t about to say that out loud. “Who are you and what are you doing here?”
“Even if I knew.. I wouldn’t tell you, darling..” He snickers some. “… I have my own injuries to repair… But, if I were you, I’d go asking the phasesixers… seems Soundwave enjoys their company more so than your own now-a-days…~”
*The warlord growls and cuts off the line, immediately activating Soundwave’s line.*
Soundwave, it is urgent. Respond. What is your status? Location?