the-good-knockout:
the-good-knockout:
Teal stands in the doorway of the medbay and surveys the area. It looks like a war zone. Knock Out is still laying crumpled on the floor where he fell, leaking energon and looking like he’d been pulverized. The medbay is in shambles. Thankfully the med berths, though dented and scratched, were more or less fine.
::It’s- I think I should be asking you that, Sir. How are you? Are you alright? I know Knock Out can be dangerous.::
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::Thank you, Sir. For saving Bumblebee. And stopping Knock Out for doing anyone harm. More harm.::
Won’t hold back? Teal looked around the medbay. THIS is holding back? Oh goodness….
::It’s kind of like a virus but not quite. The Dark Prime implanted very insidious coding into his processor. I never imaged it’d take this turn. And I do have individuals coming to help deactivate the coding and restore Knock Out is his normal self.
I appreciate you showing restraint. I’m sure Knock Out will too once he’s in control of himself again.:: Teal has every intention of making Knock Out apologize to both Megatron and Bumblebee in the future. ::Were you harmed at all in the conflict, Sir? I’d consider it not only my responsibility but also an honor to mend any injuries you may have sustained.::
::Good.:: No matter the universe, the Decepticons always seemed short of medics. Depriving them of another because of a few lines of code would be irresponsible.
Megatron’s fist clenches at the mention of his own injuries- which incidentally causes the energon to well up anew. He would need a weld after all. His own ship had several medics by now, but in this multiversal world, perhaps it could be beneficial to form alliances. It worked for the Prime.
::It would appear that my arm may need more attention than previously thought.::