#Traumathescalpelslinginfemme
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She's checking in on him worried
"sire are you okay?"
"I am, love. Is something wrong?.." - he's not used to this, being worried about. So to him that phrase alo means the possibility of some yet-unknown trouble that could have touched him.
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have a follow and a sad Megatronus))
the fallen prime sat by himself in his pocket dimension prison sighing "solus forgive me" he said aloud
((!!!! hallo!)) "Why wouldn't I?" It had taken her FAR longer then Solus would EVER like to admit to make the portal into this dimension. Far longer, and far, far more aggravating still to make sure she could get herself, and Megatronous out of there. She would be damned if she left the dimension without him. "You know I have always forgiven you, Mega."
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the corpse of breakdown woke up screaming reliving his most moment's alive "gahh get off me you bitch get o-ahhh!" he started pulling at his revealed and autopsyed chest components "no no get him out of me!" he had no idea his femme was near
“Easy there doll! Take it easy”! Ko yelled as she grabbed breakdown’s wrist to stop him from clawing himself.
Pushing him down uncharacteristically gently back down on the birth.
“He’s gone… he’s all gone.” She whispered.
[When Holos said there was a chance that the Primus’s inermost energon could mix with unicron’s blood and cause a full revival complete with memory and personality-, I honestly didn’t expect it to actually work!] she thought.
#doctor in the house| ic| female ko#traumathescalpelslinginfemme#returned from dust| revived breakdown
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The femme stared "I'm trauma" she was a former decepticon
"Charmed. My name's Quickshadow."
-She extended her servo to trauma in a friendly manner. She still wasn't used to using her real designation when meeting new bots, but practice makes perfect.-
#{ spy queen; quickshadow }#{ comms on; ic }#{ response; answer }#(( hello! 👋 ))#traumathescalpelslinginfemme
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💕 Pull smokescreen in for a tender kiss
He was caught off guard for a moment, before pulling back as she got too close.
"Uh, what are you doing?"
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trauma looked down at sprint who had probably gotten lost in the ark this had to be her technical grand nephew or grandson "are you lost sugar?" her tone gentle
"No! ....maybe." Sprint kicked his heel against the floor and let a frustrated little huff out of his vents. "All these hallways look the same." He muttered under his breath before looking up at the taller femme.
"I stopped following my caretaker to watch this mech making something that looked cool in another room," He admitted. "But then he saw me and got mad and closed the door, and now I can't find my caretaker."
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the former decepticon looked down at the netrual "are you lost little one?" she knelt down offering a servo smiling "it's okay I'm a medic"
Burst crooned gently, wings fluttering nervously as he looked at the offered servo. She seemed nice enough...
"Dunno where I am," he admitted, curling small claws around her servo, holding tight.
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the mech was sat near the shore enjoying the waves touching his pedes.... was that.... Megatron?!
Chase paused in righting a collapsed section of snow fence. He’d become accustomed to unfamiliar, multiversal Cybertronians popping up on the island. Honestly, he would have been more concerned if the larger mech was showing signs of outright hostility.
“I would exercise a bit of caution if I were you, Earth’s oceans contain a generous amount of sodium chloride. It is remarkably irritating when it dries out and manages to wedge itself into unprotected armor seams.”
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the former warlord sat in the forest as calls had come in that Griffin rock had some type of visitor in the forest...
“…. Probably some tourist who’s never seen a moose before...”
Heatwave transformed into bot mode, leaving the road behind as he plunged into the woods to search for the spot that the calls had specified.
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heya haven't heard from you in a while are you holding up okay and happy new year I miss ya
Hi hi! Sorry I completely forgot to answer this yesterday! I've been doing pretty good, just really busy lately. Thanks for checking in <3
How are you?
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"look after yourself "
He wraps his tendrils around both himself and Trauma. "Dear?.. Why are you saying this?.. Am I doing something wrong?.."
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the femme knocked on his office door shyly rodimus had said their was a therapist onboard "h-hello?" she asked nervous
"Come on in! I'm just cleaning."
He's... on the ceiling. With a mop. Oh well. He walks on down and unclasps his magnetic boots, switching them off for later.
"It's a bit wet. Mind the floor." He says, setting the dirty bucket by the door. "What can I do for you?"
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"look what we have here the weakest runt of the litter is alive" the figure said
the now smaller breakdown looked shocked
"boss?!"
“HEY-!! Get the FRAG away from MY mech you two-bit processing trash compactor!”
Oh would you look at that. She has a verrrrry sharp buzz saw that would fit oh so perfectly in crook the intruder’s neck.
Wonder what would happen if she were to activate it riiiight as it was resting on his jugular. Something “wonderful” probably.
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@ traumathescalpelslinginfemme sent:"Wasp hey hey it's okay I'm a medic sweetspark " she offered her servo to wasp
Wasp was holding his servo, wincing at a scratch he got on the back of it. He just accidentally fumbled some boxes around work and one of the boxes he had attempted to catch had managed to give him a scratch. Glancing it over, he honestly didn’t notice anything wrong per se, but he was just glad that the box he tried to catch was empty and not full of a heavy product.
He looked over at the medic and simply waved it off. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Small scratch, no bleeding. Sounds like a typical workday for me.”
#traumathescalpelslinginfemme#time to refuel; queued#green bot; wasp#mail time; asks#((tmw you remember that you had Wasp basically hold a retail job like you do))
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the decepticon medical femme shoved him out of the way of demolisher's fire "move it!"
Hotshot stumbled, grunting as he went as he did his best to keep his balance.
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trauma stared at the snowy and dirty fire truck "are you okay?!" she asked mother henning Primus bless her and she was blushing
Now safely inside the garage, Heatwave waited for Kade to hop down before transforming into bot mode. Accepting a parting fist bump from his partner, he turned away from Trauma to cough smoke out of his vents.
“Oh I’m just dandy….. Why aren’t you down in the bunker where it’s warm?”
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