Yeah, it's nothing in need of immediate looking at though right... or at least if things go fine with the scan. I really don't want any examines... I uh... you won't tell anyone this if you don't need to.
but I was just on a Decepticon ship before arriving on the R2... I was making an escape. When I was up there... they didn't quite tear out the key.. but.. they kind of tore out the key.
[ He waves his hand dismissively. ] I just want to make sure I can still alt fine.
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.
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 watches smokescreen for a long few moments, clearly weighing the decision. after a few moments he decides there's no way he won't do it and leave smokescreen with a damaged t-cog.]
Alright, stand up. It'll hurt, but just for a moment.
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.]
[ SMokescreen makes a small meep and gasp of pain. Then as it all settles his body relaxes and you can hear his gears slide gently into their proper spot... for now. ]
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Date: 2021-11-21 05:34 pm (UTC)but I was just on a Decepticon ship before arriving on the R2... I was making an escape. When I was up there... they didn't quite tear out the key.. but.. they kind of tore out the key.
[ He waves his hand dismissively. ] I just want to make sure I can still alt fine.
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Date: 2021-11-21 06:22 pm (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2021-11-21 06:26 pm (UTC)[ he protests and slumps pouting. ]
Can't you like, just push it into place or somethin' real quick?
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Date: 2021-11-21 09:24 pm (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2021-11-21 09:29 pm (UTC)I'm a careful driver. I promise.
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Date: 2021-11-21 09:38 pm (UTC)Alright, stand up. It'll hurt, but just for a moment.
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Date: 2021-11-21 09:48 pm (UTC)I can handle anything. Don't worry about hurting me, Doc
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Date: 2021-11-22 05:20 pm (UTC)[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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Date: 2021-11-22 05:24 pm (UTC)Thanks a dozen, Ratchet..
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Date: 2021-11-22 05:39 pm (UTC)No problem! Go have fun. Not too much! But have fun.
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Date: 2021-11-22 06:21 pm (UTC)