#justificatusductus

[little-lennox]

@justificatusductus || continued from here

"Prowl!" She was grinning happily, and also huffing and puffing as she began to try and climb up his leg. Excitement raced through her body, mind already running rampant with all the questions she could ask him, "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in what feels like forever!"

She paused then, clinging to his leg like a koala as she tilted her head back to look up at him. Her neck ached in protest, but she was much more worried about him than she was about herself, "Wait, why is Ratchet looking for you? Did you get hurt?"

[a-life-revised]

"Its rude to just stare."

"Then maybe you shouldn't flap your doorwings so much."

He doesn't know what sort of message Prowl is beating out, but it's.. urgent and furious. Megatron is moderately hypnotized.

"Although I do want to know what's gotten you so worked up."

[twowheelerarcee]

❛  i don’t think we’ve met, i’m Prowl.  ❜

"Fairly certain I've seen you around before." She smiled. "Name's Arcee."

[helicrazy]

He's got one of the bottles of expensive engex vortex left him and a smirk.

"So... Anyone in particular you think I should share this with?"

The Combaticon's rotors twitch before he turns to see the white and black Autobot before him. He would have giggled when spotting one of the bottles he gifted to him but can only vent out instead. Of course, the cop of all mechs would have found him randomly on the streets even when trying not to be seen.

Knowing he hasn't said a word yet and given the other an answer he sent a ping through a private comm line. Bringing a servo up to tap his helm to indicate to Prowl that it's him.

No voice can be heard over the comm however, only text messages are given.

[ Heh. Bad timing. Currently still recovering from a job. Don't tell me my name popped up on the radar again. ]

[faultfindingfirebot]

Heatwave stumbled a bit before regaining his footing.

“Nuh-nothing.... the, uh, the door got stuck.”

“Starter!”

As soon as Heatwave slammed through the door and into his office, prowl was on his feet, looking for threats.

"What's wrong?"

[doctor-pharma]

19. “It's nothing, really.”

sɪᴄᴋғɪᴄ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs #5

sɪᴄᴋɪᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴛᴀᴋᴇʀ

"I have heard that same lie from mechs less obviously ill than yourself." he said disapprovingly. "I didn't believe it then and I don't believe it now."

It truly was remarkable sometimes how many bots would try to play off injuries or sicknesses as 'nothing'. Pharma had never understood why anyone would do that. What did they hope to gain from denying that they were unwell?

"Shouldn't our second in command be more responsible than this? You are setting a terrible example." His wings stood perked up in slight agitation as he scolded Prowl. SIC or not, when it came to matters of health medics were the highest authority.

[cybertronianmedicaldivision]

"I assure you that I have had the suggested amount of recharge in the last few weeks. Pay no mind to anyone else's words." He's totally not inching towards the door and away from the medic before him.

Unfortunately for Prowl, Ambulon happened to be speaking with Shaid when he showed up to start talking his lies. The two medics looked at Prowl and then at each other before Shaid grinned and went to grab the enforcer as Ambulon didn't have another form to chase after Prowl if he would have transformed and fled.

[mnemoiisms]

justificatusductus​:

As the lift started moving, he pulled the cuffed mech tighter to him.

“Not personally? Were the others hoping to?” He chuckled, watching the mech eye the two of them loathingly.

That gets a little bubble of laughter from him.

“No. None of my staff had any ill will against the mech” That was true. His ... Unofficial hire wasn’t on record anywhere. Not that you really could do an application process the usual way.

Blinker and Flicker are just going to glower right back at Prowl.

"Your bodyguards couldn't take care of this?" He asked, dragging a cuffed mech along with him. He had caught the mech inside of Trepans facility!

“Oh, they could. I just told them not to because I wanted to see how you’d handle it” Trepan hummed, quite amused at Prowl taking out the trash.

Besides, it was kind of hot watching Prowl pin people to the wall on security footage.

“So, why were you snooping around? This mech wasn’t the only thing Blinker and Flicker were closing in on”

[faultfindingfirebot]

Please also have one 'super serious all the time' Prowl simply just lean against the firetruck and sigh contently. Heatwave is warmer than prowl at all times!

Heatwave closed his optics, happy to serve as a heating pad while it’s quiet.

“At least it’s stopped snowing for the moment.”

[xxdoctor-djdxx]

Of all the mechs he had expected to find him injured and cornered, Pharma was both a blessing and a curse as well as unexpected.

There was a steady sound of dripping in the alley.

Plip plip plip.

It was coming from Prowl, adding to the ever growing puddle at his feet.

"Hello Pharma..."

"Prowl..." Pharma spoke as he knelt down to Prowl's level. "What kind of scrap did our second in command get himself into this time?" The medical officer questioned while he assessed the extent of Prowl's injures.

[followingprotocol]

He's currently standing at the bay doors, covered in mud. Help him.

“Oh dear.”

Chase came forward and took Prowl’s servo, gently tugging him toward the washracks.

“Come on, I’ve got a scrubber, a detailing kit, and some new solvents with your name on them.”

[combiner-talk]

5. “I can't be sick, I feel fine.”

"Mhmm," First Aid said, looking over what the diagnostic scan had managed to pick up. "Usually that's how it starts. But it's better to take care of the problem before it gets worse. If you believe this might be a false positive, I can always run the scan again."

[doorwings]

"How come you're a sexy cop and I'm the one who got the pizza costume..."

"Because you chose number 5."

[metallightningbug]

"why are you always so hungry?" It's prowl. He does not like being nibbled.

The question seemed so odd and stupid, it managed to pull the Insecticon from his thoughts of how he might escape. Since he had scratched up the paint on the last Autobot posted to keep an optic on him, they had switched to having his hands cuffed behind his back, further limiting his mobility.

"What kind of a question is that (that)?!" Shrapnel asked back, sounding pretty incredulous. "Don't you get hungry (hungry)?"

Speaking of which... he was definetly going to try taking a bite out of this guy if the Autobot were foolish enough to get too close to him.

[malika-carnelian]

@justificatusductus started following you

It was good from time to time to see that there were other cybertronians kind around the globe, even more if she managed to meet them, or at least the good ones, from time to time.

Obviously, gaining trust from Agent Fowler wasn't going to be easy at first, but Malika liked to be kind of welcoming towards new sparks.

“It is a pleasure to have you with us! May I know your name?~” compared to him she was sooo tiny, as well as seeming young enough to mistake her as a teenager rather than a young adult.

[little-lennox]

@justificatusductus || 📎

❛ It might be convenient, but I doubt it’s very comfortable! It’s really not a big deal, Prowl, I don’t mind giving up my bed until you’re back to your regular size. ❜

Her eyebrows were furrowed in confusion; was there some kind of stigma about sharing/taking beds back on Cybertron? She didn’t think it was a big deal, but maybe he did.

❛ I’m sorry if I overstepped a boundary or something! I just want to help, but I’m not sure if I actually am? ❜