Scatter 'verse. Scattershot's base. The aftermath of a shocking experience.

[random_xtras]

Mistfire: *wanders into warehouse, looking as zonked as she feels*

Scatters: *concerned* Are you alright?

Mistfire: Power lines were down. I noticed a little late. *wobble*

Scatters: *moves to catch Mistfire if she needs catching* Eeesh....

Mistfire: Felt... really good for awhile. *there she goooes. Whoop*

Scatters: *Doorwings nearly vertical as he catches Mistfire and lets her lean against his frame, not minding if his paint gets scratched* *gently* C'mon... let's get you laying down...

Mistfire: ...The warehouse isn't really spinning and dipping like that, is it?

Scatters: No... I think you're a bit overcharged...

Mistfire: ...Then I guess I was really overcharged earlier. *frown* I think I kissed either an Autobot or the boss police guy.

Scatters: ...Ewwww... organic cooties... *trying to be funny, is failing, yes?*

Mistfire: *thinks it over as she sits on her berth* It could have been both....

Scatters: *gently rubs Mistfire's back* Did you have high grade or something?

Mistfire: Nope, just the power lines.

Scatters: Ah... *Why no, he's not thinking about giving that a try, not him...*

Mistfire: Like I said... it felt really good for awhile. Then everything started swaying... and I gave up and came home. *listing to one side*

Scatters: *gently attempts to move Mistfire to a prone position* Maybe you should get some recharge then....

Mistfire: *grabs side of berth* Whoa....

Scatters: *chuckles* You're alright....

Mistfire: *optics squeezed shut* Never been better.

Scatters: *slightly amused expression* Get some recharge in, that'll help with the spinny feeling.

Mistfire: *very seriously* I'd feel a whole lot better if you grabbed one of my web straps and made sure I didn't fall off the berth.

Scatters: *nods, and gets up to look for a web strap* ... Er... Where would they be?

Mistfire: Cupboard. *frowning even as she keeps optics shuttered*

Scatters: *nods and goes to the cupboard, retrieving one of the web straps and bringing it back* Got it... need help getting strapped in?

Mistfire: *bit grim* Just do it.

Scatters: *frown, concerned* Want me to get Ratchet? *works on securing Mistfire*

Mistfire: *as soon as she's strapped down she relaxes* Hate to think of what he'd think of this. *sigh* Thanks. *pass out*

Scatters: *Soft sigh as he moves some of the cushions he found so he can recharge nearby in case Mistfire needs anything*


((co-written with femme_is_a_mech))