Ep0.5 – Burnt Out – Open
Jan 22, 2012 19:10:38 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2012 19:10:38 GMT -5
Bee had been threatening to kill them all for the last half an hour.
There was no getting around that or means of dressing it up, that was exactly what he’d been doing. League had more or less dragged Bumblebee through the groundbridge where he’d been on and off cognizant, then verbally abusive before degrading rapidly into a physical assault against their medic when Optimus suggested that the scout submit to a diagonsitic. Ratchet had seen fit to restrain the youngling in the Med Bay, literally bolting the young Bot to the berth while he howled and cursed them all and devolved rapidly into a psychotic fit of hate-filled diatribe that Optimus hadn’t heard from any but the vilest of his enemies. They’d disabled a portion of his hydraulic functions to stop him thrashing around and breaking his own wrist rotors (as he’d been hellbent on doing) and now the scout was seething in Medical, vibrating with rage.
Bee was restricted to Medical and no Bot was allowed near save himself and Ratchet currently. League had returned with Bumblebee while the majority of the others were out on patrol or other duties but they were all returning slowly. As they arrived, Optimus and Ratchet were left explaining to them, the disturbing new development. The Prime revved slightly, anxiety in his EMF as he glanced toward Medical.
“Ratchet… are you certain this is a virus and not some... emotional transference?" From the link with Megatron. When Ratchet shook his head he revved briefly in agitation. "That being the case, are you certain it is not communicable to the remainder of the team.”
There was no getting around that or means of dressing it up, that was exactly what he’d been doing. League had more or less dragged Bumblebee through the groundbridge where he’d been on and off cognizant, then verbally abusive before degrading rapidly into a physical assault against their medic when Optimus suggested that the scout submit to a diagonsitic. Ratchet had seen fit to restrain the youngling in the Med Bay, literally bolting the young Bot to the berth while he howled and cursed them all and devolved rapidly into a psychotic fit of hate-filled diatribe that Optimus hadn’t heard from any but the vilest of his enemies. They’d disabled a portion of his hydraulic functions to stop him thrashing around and breaking his own wrist rotors (as he’d been hellbent on doing) and now the scout was seething in Medical, vibrating with rage.
Bee was restricted to Medical and no Bot was allowed near save himself and Ratchet currently. League had returned with Bumblebee while the majority of the others were out on patrol or other duties but they were all returning slowly. As they arrived, Optimus and Ratchet were left explaining to them, the disturbing new development. The Prime revved slightly, anxiety in his EMF as he glanced toward Medical.
“Ratchet… are you certain this is a virus and not some... emotional transference?" From the link with Megatron. When Ratchet shook his head he revved briefly in agitation. "That being the case, are you certain it is not communicable to the remainder of the team.”