|After the big fight ((Spoiler Warning for Transformers movie))|
After the big fight ((Spoiler Warning for Transformers movie))
Oct. 11th, 2007 @ 05:19 pm
There's a Bumblebee in the Nexus. She's sitting quietly against a wall, Sam and Mikaela's calls and Jazz's cursing still ringing in her auditory receptors as she looks soberly at the still smoking hole in her chest where her spark burns feebly.
They've won. Her friends are safe.
She looks up at the sign and speaks softly.
"Okay, now what?"
You are feeling:
Jazz is at Bumblebee's side almost immediately. He wraps his arms around her protectively and rests a clawed hand protectively over her spark. "What did you do, little girl?" He says this soothingly and quietly, all the while making soothing clicks and chirps in their own language.
"Saved you," she says, her voice nearly as faint as her spark. "My you... uhh, the you I know...."
Something like that.
"Where is your Ratchet, why aren't you with him?" He stokes her helm and continues to cuddle her protectively. "Why do ya gotta do it this way? I ain't gonna be able to live with myself!"
Here is a very upset looking Cureall, rushing in past the cuddling Jazz to examine Bumblebee. "Miss Bumblebee! Why are you here? Why aren't you with a medic?"
"Don't... don't know." The words are slow and labored as she repeats herself.
Cureall's enigine thrums loudly as she tries to coax Bumblebee into laying down. "Stay still, this one will need help. Concentrate on staying here!"
Cureall brings her commlink up and calls out on it.
//HELP! Any Autobot medics, please come to the following cordinates in the Nexus! There is a code Red emergency here in the Nexus. Repeat I have a code Red emergency!//
She turns back to Bumblebee. "Miss Bee? Are you in need of any seditives?"
"Holy Primus, what happened?" says the Jedi alternate that comes running up.
"Megatron," she says faintly.
Now this, she wasn't expecting at all. "Oh, Primus damn it. 'Bee, what the Pit happened?"
Weary blue optics look up at her. "Megatron...."
"Aw, scrap, we gotta get you some..." She notices Cureall arrive. "...help. Looks like you have some help."
However, she stays nearby, not leaving just yet.
And Bee is too distracted by all that goes on afterward to remember to reply.
*even Kickback looks paler than normal* Frag...now that hadda hurt
*okay so it's not the brightest thing he's ever said but hey he's an insect what'd you expect*
Umm no clue kid; no clue.
She winces at sight of him, but can't really do anything right now.
Relax kid I am not going to do anything when your in this kind of a state. *though any other state he'd probably just play a prank on her*
Wanna talk about it?
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