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Post by Spinister on Feb 22, 2011 10:27:06 GMT -5
Month 1, Week 1, Day 1 - Ship medical ward. Open to injured, medics, and anyone who has a reasonable excuse to be here. Now, you can totally have threads of getting repaired by other characters if you want, and you can just say you were repaired off-screen, or you could have a thread of soaking off your injuries in the CR bath and throwing duckies at people. Spinister is just an option if you want to be terrified and slightly confused by your medic.
Spinister did not feel up to joining the attack, not until the shaking's gone, the little tremors in his hands and feet. They'll go away eventually. However, given that Spinister designed his cloaking systems from scratch and installed it without killing himself, he's actually quite a talented engineer. Spinister told Shockwave that he'd serve as a medic to pull his weight while he's sick, and so here he is! There's something a little disturbed about the fact that Spinister essentially believes killing people needs more accuracy than saving their lives does, but the fact is, he can just use a robotic medical armature for surgery, which takes care of the slight shaking. He does not have a robotic sniping armature, aside from himself, and he's malfunctioning right now. Stupid noir drugs. Spinister stalks up silently on his patient, who is...
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Post by Dustcutter on Feb 24, 2011 4:43:59 GMT -5
Smaller, much smaller than the armature…this might be a problem.
The single optic was spider webbed with cracks, the two rear legs were shorter than the front due to missing tips lasered off, his chest was crumpled, particularly the railgun protruding from it, and his forearms, though less noticeable were crushed slightly.
Dustcutter was not as his best, and he was kinda embarrassed about it really. Saboteurs weren’t supposed to get mangled by the enemy. It was supposed to be the other way around, from a safe distance at that. His usually targets didn’t fight back.
“What’s the diagnosis, report and summary Doc bot mech copter Spinister sir?”
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Post by Spinister on Feb 24, 2011 11:09:13 GMT -5
Given that repairing micro-circuitry is a common and mundane task in robot repairs, the armature would have to be a really shoddy armature for Dustcutter to be 'too small' for it. It's not a really shoddy armature. It's a very nice armature, in fact.
Spinister ghosts over to Dustcutter, since he's up and making noise. He has to pause a few times at tables to steady himself, but eventually, he gets there. Spinister uses a little joystick device to move one of the medical armatures over on the mobile gantries overhead, and lowers it down over Dustcutter. He slides his hands into the 'gloves', and the 'hands' of the armature twitch to life.
Calling them hands is not entirely accurate. It's sort of like calling Cthulhu a squid. They're a lot more... involved and confusing than just hands.
Spinister moves the hands into the command gesture that should call up the medical scanner to do a complete scan and then bring up a summary. A beam of light comes out over Dustcutter, and then a flat-panel swings out with a summary, which is basically going to be stuff Dustcutter knows already: laser injuries to the rear legs, crumpled chest, damage to the railgun, and slightly crushed forearms.
Spinister does not say anything, but he does make a different gesture with the armature, putting in an order for some small parts from the fabricator. Then, he slides his hands out and slowly stalks off to pick up the parts. They won't take long to make. They're tiny.
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Post by Duskwing on Feb 25, 2011 11:53:08 GMT -5
Considering that Duskwing is the new wiki image for "Folded, Spindled and Mutilated", he's here in Medical, waiting his turn to be put back together.
Duskwing's entire left side, from wings to feet, is a crumpled mess: his left arm is off completely at the shoulder, and lays at his feet, waiting for the unlucky technician who gets stuck with the job. The left wing draws the optic to its dramatic accordion folds, looking more like artwork than injury. Duskwing's face, on the other hand, looks like the kind of 'artwork' done by a psychotic with a baseball bat to someone he didn't like. His left optic is smashed and dark; the left side of his helm is heavily dented. The left air intake is just missing, the flattened remnants torn off by Duskwing during the battle because it was jamming his head movement.
His right wing did not escape unscarred; there's a long scalloped cut leading from an impaling pierce wound in the center to one edge, and there's the usual battle detritus of scorch marks and laser burns everywhere.
Duskwing glares at the ceiling with his one good optic, scowling furiously. His wounds require a great deal of surgical intervention, parts unfolded, reattached and replaced before a CR bath can take over.
"Somebody tell me who let dem blast doors close, so's I can go rip his head off," he mutters. "Soon as I get fixed. 'Less it's a Bot, then point him out to me next time, and I'll get him. Fragger. Gonna fold his parts up like dat wing and stuff 'em sideways up his exhaust vents."
He is so not enjoying himself.
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Post by Dustcutter on Feb 25, 2011 15:34:51 GMT -5
Dustcutter has to mentally re-evaluate the armature once it comes to life, despite the size difference, he can now see the intricate manipulators that make the tool so worthwhile. He wants one of his own, to follow him around and do his bidding. Back in his home reality, he simply was just used to medical facilities. Whether they didn’t exist due to the need to spend precious energon on other things while letting self repair systems do the work or quite simply he was merely ignorant due to the fact, he avoided damage to himself. Either way, medical was still kinda new to him.
And then he finally noticed Duskwing, that guy looked like he’d gone a few rounds with Megatron and lost every one, Dustcutter felt positively healthy in comparison. He scuttled over to the seeker and looked him up and down. He looked back to Spinister then back to the other patient “Can this mech, this tiny individual unit be of assistance and provide help in any manner at all whatsoever?”
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Post by Spinister on Feb 25, 2011 21:31:17 GMT -5
Duskwing is not flatlining. Spinister will get to him later. Spinister really has no sense of triage. he has a handle on 'so-and-so is going to expire shortly; don't waste any lasers on him' and 'just because so-and-so fell over a cliff means nothing; go find him and kill him for real', but he doesn't have a sense of triage. He's a killer, not a healer, by nature, and that is how he thinks.
Luckily, they have real medics to handle the flatlining folks. Spinister just gets the harasses everyone else.
Spinister has no idea who let the doors close on Duskwing, so Spinister wisely doesn't answer.
While waiting over at the fabricator, he calls up Duscutter's file and reviews it. Then he answers simply, "No."
Spinister crushes dreams for breakfast. He will not make busy-work for someone for the sake of making busy-work, unless maybe he was trying to punish that person, but honestly, Spinister prefers strangulation as punishment over busy-work.
He picks up the little pieces he needs from the fabricator, which delicately drops them right onto a sterile tray. Spinister brings the pieces over, sets them down, and puts his hands back into the armature. The funny thing about an armature like this is that a truly excellent medic probably won't use it, because his own accuracy will be better and the armature will introduce more error into the system. Ah well, it works for Spinister for now.
Installing new components doesn't take too long, but Spinister leaves the crush damage on the arms, directing, "The CR bath can fix that." It's not enough damage there to muck around with trying to replace tiny little panels.
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Post by Duskwing on Feb 26, 2011 22:17:15 GMT -5
Duskwing eyed the tiny Decepticon suspiciously. "What the frag is that? Some kinda whacked-out cyber-spider? Spinister, why is dere a spider here? Is it some kinda repair drone thingy?"
Duskwing and Basic Politeness have never met; Basic Politeness got cold feet and never made it to the party that night. He's good friends with Clueless and Oblivious, though.
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Post by Dustcutter on Feb 28, 2011 1:56:26 GMT -5
Politeness only worries Dustcutter to the point of he’s polite so he doesn’t get stepped on, Duskwing choice of words doesn’t faze him in the least. They actually made him laugh, a little chirping noise.
“No, this unit is known as Dustcutter and is a Decepticon like you. I’m better at disassembly than at reassembly though. Those must have been some excessively violent and dangerous blast door to have fragged you up to such a degree and so thoroughly.
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Post by Mistwind on Feb 28, 2011 6:35:41 GMT -5
Random background appearance, because three of MW's favorite Cons are here and background activity happens!
The door slides open and the familiar colors of faded steel blue and sandy brown scuffle in under the guise of a box. They're supplies for the med-ward, because the place's being taxed. Mistwind will be in and out more than he wants to, and he's not even injured.
He's been putting up with a sickening feeling at the amount of plating sheets due, and he logically halts when seeing Spinister, bowing a bit lower whether the Mayhem acknowledges his presence yes or no. He moves to put the box in it's place. Does he acknowledge the injuries of Duskwing and Dustcutter? No, but his hands tremble and there's this awkward new look on his face when he turns to bow for his leave. It's a look that might be familiar to anyone, if they know the emotion of seething, intense rage.
The transporter makes to leave, unless ordered to stop.
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Post by Spinister on Mar 2, 2011 12:05:23 GMT -5
Spinister allows Dustcutter to answer for himself to Duskwing, because the little Decepticon is being accurate. He feels no needs to add anything. Duskwing is rather dim, not yet understand that a Decepticon can look like pretty much anything, but... Duskwing is pretty dim.
Anyway, he's done with Dustcutter. As he said, the rest can be fixed by the CR pool without trouble.
The armature retracts into the ceiling and up onto its gantry rails, and Spinister stalks over towards Duskwing. He does notice Mistwind, and because Mistwind bowed, Spinister nods slightly to acknowledge the small Decepticon. As usual, however, he does not choose to comment, keeping his thoughts to himself.
The armature onfolds back down from the ceiling over Duskwing, and Spinister glares at the scanner's results. Is Duskwing trying to get himself reformatted into an accordion? (As part of an evil Decepticon scheme to brainwash Weird Al?) Ugh, how does one even damage oneself in some of these ways?
Oh right, running into a door.
Spinister leans on his cane for a moment, twitching and continues to glare daggers at the scanner readings. Finally, he breaks his silence, "Never take up origami, Duskwing."
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Post by Duskwing on Mar 3, 2011 18:09:29 GMT -5
Duskwing looks suspiciously at the armature, but it's not all that different from some of the stuff Hook used on him. He considers warning Spinister that he'd complain to Hook if the repairs were sloppy, but one, Hook wasn't there, he'd gotten misplaced, and two, this was Spinister. Something about the Mayhem--perhaps the fact that he was a Mayhem--just made Duskwing want to keep his mouth shut and his head down now that the guy was actually right here giving him the cold optic.
Origami? Bwuh? What? Foo? Duskwing stares blankly at Spinister, then follows it with dull surprise, and faint annoyance. "Hey, I don't do none a' dat kinda stuff! I just figured it might be some good loot I could sell to Swindle, see?"
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Post by Dustcutter on Mar 4, 2011 2:44:41 GMT -5
“Hey Mistwind buddy pal comrade fellow mech. I, this individual unit and mech have discovered the Autobots, our most hated enemies, have a most efficient and sentient even, anti sabotage defence system security capability that fragging shoots lasers and which I must sabotage and permanently dissuade from functioning. And…Duskwing here mistakenly thought I was some kind of whacked out cyber spider repair drone thingy…annndd…he got attacked by blast doors. Treacherous Autobots, we, all of us, everyone must help to dismantle their existence.”
Dustcutter took a moment away from his rant to check himself over and marvel at the super efficient repair process and the most excellently skilled if lacking in bedside manner doctor copter.
“Why does Mistwind appear to be cranky? I am off to the CR bath, want to tell me?”
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Post by Mistwind on Mar 4, 2011 6:15:42 GMT -5
No one orders Mistwind to stay, which is all sorts of ok. This means that the mech will be on his way out again, and he's doing so silently. Even as Dustcutter is talking to him, Mistwind makes no move to answer.
The moment he grips the door-post to pass through the entrance, the jetpack mech does look down sidewards, as one would to address someone behind them without actually turning around. "This one congratulates unit Dustcutter on his discovery of the prime directive."
Hand releases its powerful, tense grip on the door-post, and feet set back into motion.- Mistwind is positively leaving the thread, please consider him having left from this post on out. - OOC: Sorry Dustcutter! No MW in this thread.
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Post by Spinister on Mar 4, 2011 11:25:43 GMT -5
Hook would likely call Spinister's repairs sloppy. Hook would likely call almost anyone's repairs sloppy, if they're not Hook, with a few notable exceptions. However, Spinister's willing to work on himself, and considering Spinister's standards... Duskwing shouldn't have too much to worry about.
As Duskwing fails to understand origami, Spinister takes a moment to rub the side of his helmet, idly wondering why Hook has not yet grabbed Duskwing, dragged him behind the chemical shed, and shot him repeatedly. He even considers for a moment that it's a shame that Duskwing isn't in just a bit worse condition, because if some of this shrapnel was a little nearer to his brain module, if Duskwing sat up just a bit funny, that shard there could cut his main brain module power feed and -
- Spinister needs to stop fantasizing about methods of murder when he's fixing people, but it's so hard!
"Offhand..." Spinister answers Dustcutter quietly, the ends of words fading out a bit, "...I'd guess he's torqued Autobots hurt his friends."
Yes, Spinister just classified Dustcutter and Duskwing as Mistwind's friends. They may take Spinister's classification as they will.
He pinches the bridge of his nose and decides that the first order of business is going to be work on damage to Duskwing's torso. Seekers have a lot of folding going on in the torso area, with their head, arms, cockpit, and nosecone, and clearing that is more important than the wings or intakes or legs or face. Luckily, Duskwing is a bog standard Seeker, so most of the parts needed should be in stock, according to a quick inventory check.
So Spinister sighs and works on clearing the hinge system that tucks Duskwing's cockpit into his chest. He supposes he'll get to the detached arm next.
OOC: Look. If you want your character to have been ordered to stay, you need to clearly OOCly state that. As it was, you made it seem like you just wanted the character to pop in and out.
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Post by Duskwing on Mar 5, 2011 9:51:52 GMT -5
Only Hook can answer that, but perhaps likes the way Duskwing will patiently wait for Hook to do the most painstaking adjustments, because Duskwing knows that Hook is awesome in his skill and that he, Duskwing, has no idea how to tell the greatest cybersurgeon on Cybertron how to do his job. Thus, Duskwing just nods and does what he's told by Hook.
Unlike just about everyone else, whom Duskwing thinks he knows just enough about their jobs to tell them they're doing it wrong. And are you sure cuttting the feed to his brain module would do anything, Spinster?
Duskwing stares at Spinister in vague puzzlement for a while, then finally says, "Yeah, kid's my partner. 'Course he's ticked that his main got trashed! We can't do no flying if I can't fly!"
Duskwing winces at Spinister's prodding, which makes his face hurt more, but says nothing. He knows about Mayhems; whining at them is bad. They might decide you're a morale problem. It's a bit of luck he comes from the same Cybertron and knows about them, or he would be griping and whining non-stop. Word from someone else's reality isn't the same as personal history.
It's not that he's terrified of Spinister. Really, it's not. He doesn't worry every minute that he's in here that Spinister might decide that one Seeker of sub-par intelligence is worth more as spare parts than the effort it takes to repair him.
He will be, and he will, when the thoughts have time to percolate through his CPU.
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