Nexus. The Black Dog. Looking for Scattor.

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A flash of a PINPoint, and a Blitzwing appeared in the Nexus, holding the device in his hand, as the one on his arm was still damaged. He sighed for a moment, calming himself and trying to mask the worry he felt as he went inside. First looking around to see if the object of his search was here and not seeing him, Blitzwing went up to the bar. "Pardon me, but has Scattor been in lately?" he asks.

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And then the big hand comes to rest gently on Blitzwing's shoulder as Scattor looks up.

"He's sleeping."

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Blitzwing tilts his head at that, then asks, "Just..sleeping? Not sick?"

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Scattor just looks at him, unwilling to talk anymore. Though the lack of concern in his expression and body language is telling.

"Just sleeping," says Vector, his mellow baritone soothing. "He is no longer ill."

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Blitzwing quickly finds his seat, a look of relief on his face.

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"This round of bacon is on me!" says Rodimus cheerfully.

"I'm not eating your polishing rags," retorts Magna, her optics showing her amusement even as she snarks.

"You don't look like a fatty to me," comes the comeback of the furry Optimus.

bayformer Optimus just shakes his head and turns his attention back to his breakfast as Vector chuckles and Deathscream watches the banter with an uncomprehending expression.

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"Thank you," Blitzwing tells Scattor, then blinks as his tank rumbles, "Breakfast...right..."

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The platter of silibacon is soon set in the center of the table, accompanied by a thick slab of processed dino ham for the furry Optimus. Botsup and ketchup are passed around, and then there are contented eating sounds.

"Magna, how is Panacea doing?" asks bayformer Optimus, his deep voice causing some of the utensils on the table to vibrate slightly.

"Nearly recovered." The young Supreme Commander gives a sigh of relief.

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"Recovered?" Icy asks, before Random takes over, and snags three strips of silibcon. Two he eats, and one...becomes a long floppy tongue.

One can almost hear the other two groan....

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"Yeah, she got into Wheeljack and Perceptor's lab and decided to test the pressure capabilities of one of their newest experiments," says Magna quietly as Rodimus facepalms and snickers at Random. "It took Ratchet a couple days to get her put back together... we were afraid she might have wiped her processor."

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Blitzwing winces at that and quickly looses the tongue, "Ouuuch..." he says, then tilts his head as he thinks on something, "I think I might have met your Ratchet once."

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"You might have. He comes to the Nexus fairly often." She leans her cheek on her fist and absently kicks Rodimus in the shin under the table as he boggles at her.

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"Yah. Think we scared hm at first, a little," Blitzwing says, "Because, you know, Blitzwing."

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"When was that?" She breaks a piece of blitztoast and smooshes a softboil on it.

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"Sometime before..Thanksgiving," Blitzwing says, "Was asking a question about kids accidentally acquiring a full vocabulary, If you know what I mean...."