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[ Optimus pings up Ratchet's communicator. He's sitting alone and holding the com pointed up at his face. ]
Ratchet, I'm sorry to bother you like this. Especially over video transmission. But, I dare not show my face in the medical ward.
I've failed myself and am in need of medical attention.
Ratchet, I'm sorry to bother you like this. Especially over video transmission. But, I dare not show my face in the medical ward.
I've failed myself and am in need of medical attention.
I don't know if you're in the medbay and I don't want to disturb Ratchet. You asked about his hands. The last time he had shaking like that was when were at the planet Messatine to check in on the Delphi medical outpost. He shouldn't have them anymore, though. He had new hands installed that we got at Delphi.
My guess is it's purely psychosomatic. He's shaking because he doesn't remember having new hands, so he expects to have the shakes.
Please take good care of him.
I'm sorry for my display earlier.
My guess is it's purely psychosomatic. He's shaking because he doesn't remember having new hands, so he expects to have the shakes.
Please take good care of him.
I'm sorry for my display earlier.
We're both here. He's still unsettled but he's starting to focus on the work I'm giving him.
He mentioned Messatine. I did a physical scan and they came up fine, so you're right.
I'm doing my best.
Don't be sorry. I can't even begin to imagine how hard this is for you.
I'll let you know if anything worthwhile develops.
He mentioned Messatine. I did a physical scan and they came up fine, so you're right.
I'm doing my best.
Don't be sorry. I can't even begin to imagine how hard this is for you.
I'll let you know if anything worthwhile develops.
Hey Ratchet #2!
This isn't a medical question, but how do you feel about big boats?
My name is Tailgate by the way.
This isn't a medical question, but how do you feel about big boats?
My name is Tailgate by the way.
[Grimlock is bursting at the seams in excitement. This will be the first time he's been on a date! The first time he can enjoy the energon version of an ice cream sundae! The second time (the first time was on the planet of Junk) going to a dance! Maybe they would even watch a movie together on the bar's screens.]
[He's so happy, he just has to share the good news with someone. His first choice is Ratchet--both of them. They're not the co-creator he remembers, but he does count them as friends.]
Ratchet! Me Grimlock go on first date!
[He's so happy, he just has to share the good news with someone. His first choice is Ratchet--both of them. They're not the co-creator he remembers, but he does count them as friends.]
Ratchet! Me Grimlock go on first date!
Do you know what's happening to Tailgate?
[Because he realized that when Tailgate said 'Ratchet' that could mean two people right now.]
[Because he realized that when Tailgate said 'Ratchet' that could mean two people right now.]
I heard you're not coming planet-side! Unacceptable. If I have to go down and deal with this slag, then so do you.
I'll be coming around in twenty minutes, so you better be ready!
I'll be coming around in twenty minutes, so you better be ready!
[ Well this is a new kid wandering into the medical bay. He looks a little lost, conflicted and he's touching everything near the front door of the medibay. Then he stops before he's actually touching the dangerous medical tools and turns to call into the room. ]
I'm looking for the little Ratchet.. uh... Starscream sent me?
I'm looking for the little Ratchet.. uh... Starscream sent me?
Hey! Hey, don't touch those! [ratchet, who is indeed short, jogs over to hot shot when he's called, tapping his hands away from the tools.] You got any idea how sharp those things are?
[a beat.]
Ugh, yeah. That's me. Starscream... the blocky red one, right?
[a beat.]
Ugh, yeah. That's me. Starscream... the blocky red one, right?
Do you have time to see me later this afternoon?
Megatron and I worked things out. I had to soundblast him and slam him into the wall to get him to listen, but he got me in the side of the face before I got through. His attitude has now been thoroughly adjusted and we are back to being best friends again.
I didn't even feel his blow at the time but now I am really feeling it. I wonder if he put a fracture in my facial armature.
Megatron and I worked things out. I had to soundblast him and slam him into the wall to get him to listen, but he got me in the side of the face before I got through. His attitude has now been thoroughly adjusted and we are back to being best friends again.
I didn't even feel his blow at the time but now I am really feeling it. I wonder if he put a fracture in my facial armature.
[For Christmas, Grimlock will give Ratchet a bag of cookies decorated with a squiggly red crosses. There's also a wrench, just like there is for the other Ratchet. It's not a very good wrench. In fact, Grimlock just bought the first wrench he saw. It's the thought that counts, though.]
[ Some time after this happens, and after the Constellation Ball. ]
May I have a moment of your time, dear doctor?
May I have a moment of your time, dear doctor?
Ratchet, this is Optimus Prime. The young Prime.
I was hoping we could talk and I retrieve the crystal I lent you. I seem to of made a terrible mistake. I am not angry with anyone but myself for not seeing this outcome.
I was hoping we could talk and I retrieve the crystal I lent you. I seem to of made a terrible mistake. I am not angry with anyone but myself for not seeing this outcome.
I know who you are, Optimus. [ratchet isn't surprised quintessa went to optimus himself when he told her no, though he still can't quite work out what her motivations are here. he doesn't really think much of them at all, though her name being so close to quintesson makes him assume the worst. maybe there's something else to what the crystal can do?] You didn't make any kind of mistake. We talked about it and you decided you wanted me to have it for now. I'm not doing anything to it, you know.
[not a lie, though he does have it shut in a quarantine microwave to monitor it to see what the fuck is up with it.]
Why are you angry with yourself? Actually, come to the medibay. We should talk.
[not a lie, though he does have it shut in a quarantine microwave to monitor it to see what the fuck is up with it.]
Why are you angry with yourself? Actually, come to the medibay. We should talk.
Hey, uh, Ratchet? It's Acid Storm. Could you do a favour for me?
Could you set the silver Starscream as able to view my medical records, or, uh, however that works?
Could you set the silver Starscream as able to view my medical records, or, uh, however that works?
Ratchet, quick question:
Do you remember which of the seekers it was that sent in those videos for that robo fails website? I can't remember if it was Radon or Aerostorm and I'm trying to figure out if they're on the ship.
– Grim
Do you remember which of the seekers it was that sent in those videos for that robo fails website? I can't remember if it was Radon or Aerostorm and I'm trying to figure out if they're on the ship.
– Grim
Ratchet, get your aft to Maccadam's at once. One of your patients is about to get married and you might miss the wedding if you blink.
[The video is, in fact, of Soundwave spinning around with Hot Rod in his arms and shouting about wanting to get married.]
[The video is, in fact, of Soundwave spinning around with Hot Rod in his arms and shouting about wanting to get married.]
[ The first ping Ratchet receives on his comm is a video file- Of a clip of the utter chaos going on near the library. Starscream is clearly just sitting back and watching at a safe and healthy distance. It's not like any of his Brigade are involved in it, after all. ]
You couldn't pay for better entertainment than this.
Consider this warning that you and the rest of the doctors are likely to be busy soon.
You couldn't pay for better entertainment than this.
Consider this warning that you and the rest of the doctors are likely to be busy soon.
Ratchet. I'm giving you access to all Brigade assets, including the now locked lab near the space bridge.
Password code for most things is SKYFIRE, including the one for my old room and the lab itself. The rest of the codes can be found in the lab, hidden in a secret compartment in my toolkit.
I trust you will take care of them.
Password code for most things is SKYFIRE, including the one for my old room and the lab itself. The rest of the codes can be found in the lab, hidden in a secret compartment in my toolkit.
I trust you will take care of them.
I need your help in the brig. Please come and get the Megatron from your universe immediately. He's suffering processor glitches following the violent removal of the Matrix of Leadership from his pectoral compartment. We all know the Matrix affects the entirety of a Matrix-bearer's system in ways that are not well understood. I think he needs the same kind of examination, and possibly the same kind of treatment, that you've been providing to Sounders because of his brain trauma. (And yes, I know you can't discuss that with me, so don't. However, Sounders has called me to help him on a couple of his bad days, so I actually do know that while he is doing better, he's not okay...although I imagine he's a lot more okay than he was before Hot Rod showed up.)
Attachment: Recording of Runt and Ravage discussing what happened to Runt.
Attachment: Recording of Runt and Ravage discussing what happened to Runt.
cw : sex talk (also cannot be read IC by anyone but Ratchet = OOC reading is fine)
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- 2022-01-23 21:03 (UTC) - ExpandRemind me- How long does it take for a body to disappear once someone’s died, here?
[ Starscream sounds incredibly bored, the sort of tone which you’d expect some inspecting of fingers with, or perhaps accompanied by a drink and a ridiculous curly straw. ]
Something like a day?
[ Starscream sounds incredibly bored, the sort of tone which you’d expect some inspecting of fingers with, or perhaps accompanied by a drink and a ridiculous curly straw. ]
Something like a day?
From: Star Saber
To: Ratchet (docbot)
Subject: Therapeutic asssistance
Ratchet. Pardon my intrusion, but I would like to schedule a psychological appointment. Enclosed is my docket.
[Attached to the message is a file that reads:]
Name: Star Saber
Age: Approx. 9 million
Function: Supreme Commander of First Autobot Army.
City of Origin: Vos
Current Psychiatric Provider: N/A
Date of Last Appointment: N/A
Criminal History: N/A
Current Mechanical Issues: N/A
Current Prescriptions: N/A
Issues that Need Addressing: Anger, Inability to feel love or attraction
To: Ratchet (docbot)
Subject: Therapeutic asssistance
Ratchet. Pardon my intrusion, but I would like to schedule a psychological appointment. Enclosed is my docket.
[Attached to the message is a file that reads:]
Name: Star Saber
Age: Approx. 9 million
Function: Supreme Commander of First Autobot Army.
City of Origin: Vos
Current Psychiatric Provider: N/A
Date of Last Appointment: N/A
Criminal History: N/A
Current Mechanical Issues: N/A
Current Prescriptions: N/A
Issues that Need Addressing: Anger, Inability to feel love or attraction
[ Following the conversation by network, Knock Out drops a direct comm to Ratchet. ]
I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable just then. I might lean into the playful side of innuendo more than the average mech, but I meant it when I told you before that I wasn't looking for anything more than what you and I already have going.
I... do owe you something of an explanation, though. I'd appreciate if you kept this to yourself.
[ Knock Out hesitates, like he's still unsure about telling Ratchet this. ]
I was in a very long, very committed relationship before this. We took great care to keep it a secret because... well, you've met some of my fellow Decepticons. You've seen the Megatron we serve under. If it had become widely known we were together, they would have split us up. Can't have any divided loyalties that might betray the Cause. So we let it "slip" that we had a thing going, sure, but we kept the truth of it off people's radars.
He... was killed, about a year ago, on Earth. In a lot of ways I'm still... recalibrating.
Acting like I was on that network post— it's safety, of a sort. But I don't mean it to be at your expense.
I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable just then. I might lean into the playful side of innuendo more than the average mech, but I meant it when I told you before that I wasn't looking for anything more than what you and I already have going.
I... do owe you something of an explanation, though. I'd appreciate if you kept this to yourself.
[ Knock Out hesitates, like he's still unsure about telling Ratchet this. ]
I was in a very long, very committed relationship before this. We took great care to keep it a secret because... well, you've met some of my fellow Decepticons. You've seen the Megatron we serve under. If it had become widely known we were together, they would have split us up. Can't have any divided loyalties that might betray the Cause. So we let it "slip" that we had a thing going, sure, but we kept the truth of it off people's radars.
He... was killed, about a year ago, on Earth. In a lot of ways I'm still... recalibrating.
Acting like I was on that network post— it's safety, of a sort. But I don't mean it to be at your expense.
No, no, it just surprised me... [he trails off as he listens to the rest of the message, spark sinking.] I don't want anything else either.
[and he means that-- when he sleeps his field stops being held so close to himself and there's never any tinge of anything beyond platonic affection.
honestly, hearing this, a lot of how knock out behaves starts to make sense to him. ratchet assumes this was breakdown, due to their previous conversation about his assistant, but he doesn't ask. he doesn't really need to know who it was-- not his business, and he doesn't expect knock out would appreciate him asking for more detail. it does not take a genius to see that even this small amount of information is carefully given, and to offer ratchet himself some comfort to boot! he feels privileged, then wonders if feeling that way is weird. why is he a therapist? feelings are so hard.]
Thank you for clearing that up.
[as short as his comment is, his tone isn't cold or closed off. he's clearly grateful, and also aware that he isn't going to push his luck or grill knock out on the obviously tender subject. if knock out trusts him enough to even tell him this, then knock out will hopefully talk to him if he actually feels he needs something further regarding support or venting.]
[and he means that-- when he sleeps his field stops being held so close to himself and there's never any tinge of anything beyond platonic affection.
honestly, hearing this, a lot of how knock out behaves starts to make sense to him. ratchet assumes this was breakdown, due to their previous conversation about his assistant, but he doesn't ask. he doesn't really need to know who it was-- not his business, and he doesn't expect knock out would appreciate him asking for more detail. it does not take a genius to see that even this small amount of information is carefully given, and to offer ratchet himself some comfort to boot! he feels privileged, then wonders if feeling that way is weird. why is he a therapist? feelings are so hard.]
Thank you for clearing that up.
[as short as his comment is, his tone isn't cold or closed off. he's clearly grateful, and also aware that he isn't going to push his luck or grill knock out on the obviously tender subject. if knock out trusts him enough to even tell him this, then knock out will hopefully talk to him if he actually feels he needs something further regarding support or venting.]
You are in charge of assembling the medical information for the Brigade Starscream's Seeker research project, correct?
Some notable biological differences came up in a recent discussion of ours. In interest of being thorough, they should probably be documented.
[ He's not actually thrilled with this plan, but at least it wasn't with the medic Megatron. ]
Some notable biological differences came up in a recent discussion of ours. In interest of being thorough, they should probably be documented.
[ He's not actually thrilled with this plan, but at least it wasn't with the medic Megatron. ]
Edited 2022-05-21 17:09 (UTC)
voice; $winglord - before Ratchet goes back to work
lordmegatronhasfallen
2022-08-02 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Good morning, Ratchet.
I know you're probably bored out of your processor, off on your little vacation as it were. How would you like a little something to do?
I know you're probably bored out of your processor, off on your little vacation as it were. How would you like a little something to do?
[what starscream gets in response is very dignified snort-grunt vent hitch as he was clearly asleep when he opened his comms.]
Huh?! Y-yeah, I'm down to do somethin'! I just...
[he groans a little, a noise of metal on metal as he rubs his face.]
...Jeez, I fell asleep watchin' Real Housewives of Beta Nine.
Huh?! Y-yeah, I'm down to do somethin'! I just...
[he groans a little, a noise of metal on metal as he rubs his face.]
...Jeez, I fell asleep watchin' Real Housewives of Beta Nine.
[Grimlock summons up all the finesse he has so he isn't barrelling through the med bay in his excitement.]
Ratchet!
[He calls out, still a little too loudly.]
Me Grimlock want you see Ratchet and Wheeljack!
[Two memory phantoms flicker into existence. The two of them are eagerly explaining an exercise and assuring Grimlock that he can succeed, no matter how tough the tasks might be.]
[One of them is clearly a counterpart of Ratchet, with his broad chevron and chest-window, but his frame is a lot plainer, and his faceplace more worn and haggard. The other is Wheeljack, whose finials blink with light as he speaks. Both of them are kind and affectionate towards Grimlock, and it's clear that despite all his macho posturing, Grimlock has nothing but love and affection towards them.]
Ratchet!
[He calls out, still a little too loudly.]
Me Grimlock want you see Ratchet and Wheeljack!
[Two memory phantoms flicker into existence. The two of them are eagerly explaining an exercise and assuring Grimlock that he can succeed, no matter how tough the tasks might be.]
[One of them is clearly a counterpart of Ratchet, with his broad chevron and chest-window, but his frame is a lot plainer, and his faceplace more worn and haggard. The other is Wheeljack, whose finials blink with light as he speaks. Both of them are kind and affectionate towards Grimlock, and it's clear that despite all his macho posturing, Grimlock has nothing but love and affection towards them.]
I-- huh? [he barely has enough time to mentally catch up with what's happening -- he's had a few other memories and had to relive some of his own, many of them ones he was happy to leave buried.
ratchet doesn't say anything, just stays quiet and watches the brief memory. it's nice. it's like what having a family is like, he imagines, and it's just as weird seeing another alternate version of himself as it is every time he walks into the medibay. they always seem so much older and more experienced, though that's something ratchet really tries to ignore.
he's happy for grimlock, though. happy he had this. he looks over at the larger mech and puts a hand on his dino-snout to give it a pat.] They really love you guys, eh?
ratchet doesn't say anything, just stays quiet and watches the brief memory. it's nice. it's like what having a family is like, he imagines, and it's just as weird seeing another alternate version of himself as it is every time he walks into the medibay. they always seem so much older and more experienced, though that's something ratchet really tries to ignore.
he's happy for grimlock, though. happy he had this. he looks over at the larger mech and puts a hand on his dino-snout to give it a pat.] They really love you guys, eh?
From: Star Saber
To: Ratchet (docbot)
Subject: Request for Private Checkup
Ratchet, please forgive this sudden request, but is there a time when I can schedule a private checkup, especially of my V-star's weapon systems?
To: Ratchet (docbot)
Subject: Request for Private Checkup
Ratchet, please forgive this sudden request, but is there a time when I can schedule a private checkup, especially of my V-star's weapon systems?
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