That's understandable. I'd be worried about that too. [he hums.] If all you want is a basic scan like that, then I can do it here on Etis instead of getting back onto the ship. Or would you rather go to the medibay? I'll find us somewhere private either way.
[ratchet's there already, speaking to one of the staff members. he saunters over just after smokescreen arrives, already recognising the kid as someone from knock out's universe. not that him asking if knock out could be kept away from him was a huge clue, or anything...
he smiles amiably when he's close enough, holding a hand out for a handshake.]
Mornin'! I'm Ratchet. You're Smokescreen, yeah? I'm sure you are, but it's polite to make sure I'm doing medical procedures on the right person.
he smiles amiably when he's close enough, holding a hand out for a handshake.]
Mornin'! I'm Ratchet. You're Smokescreen, yeah? I'm sure you are, but it's polite to make sure I'm doing medical procedures on the right person.
Elite Guard, huh? I'm honoured. [he can see smokescreen is trying to calm himself, so he doesn't say anything or make any sudden moves. ratchet shifts to sit next to him.] Let me have a quick look at that before I scan ya.
[he can't quite help his optical ridges flying up before he composes himself.]
I think I'll have to give you somethin' when we're back on the ship to flush that rust out.
[he can't quite help his optical ridges flying up before he composes himself.]
I think I'll have to give you somethin' when we're back on the ship to flush that rust out.
Patient confidentiality. I won't be telling anyone whatsoever. [he holds his arm computer out to scan over smokescreen, standing silently while he explains himself, expression crimping a little.] I see.
[the device finishes its job, and ratchet looks over the logs.]
Your t-cog is out of place, so... I wouldn't recommend using your alt until I can do surgery to re-align it. It's completely fixable, so you don't need to panic.
[the device finishes its job, and ratchet looks over the logs.]
Your t-cog is out of place, so... I wouldn't recommend using your alt until I can do surgery to re-align it. It's completely fixable, so you don't need to panic.
I can, but you will need surgery to get it to stay. If I do this, it could fall back out any time you transform and become even more damaged.
[he awkwardly pats smokescreen's shoulder.]
Will you promise not to go too hard on the racing if I do it? I'll-- come and help you if something happens, but I don't want to enable you, especially if it's something you're doing to cope with... y'know.
[he awkwardly pats smokescreen's shoulder.]
Will you promise not to go too hard on the racing if I do it? I'll-- come and help you if something happens, but I don't want to enable you, especially if it's something you're doing to cope with... y'know.
I wouldn't be very good at my job if I didn't worry about hurting people.
[he rounds to smokescreen's back, putting one hand on his shoulder and another on his waist.]
Alright, one... two... [ratchet wrenches smokescreen back and-- yeah, it'll be unpleasant, but he'll feel his t-cog slot back into where it should go.]
[he rounds to smokescreen's back, putting one hand on his shoulder and another on his waist.]
Alright, one... two... [ratchet wrenches smokescreen back and-- yeah, it'll be unpleasant, but he'll feel his t-cog slot back into where it should go.]
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