ANH'verse. Bespin Space Station. No Comment

[astrotechmech]

Somewhat early the next morning, a knock comes at the door to Arcee and the gang's suite, or rather a 'chime'. Knocks are so terribly old fashioned and who knows what the door bell things in sci-fi movies are actually called? Up to this time, there has been no major change in the Falcon's condition status. All reports to this point have said that they still aren't done with her repairs--but--they are getting close. Just a couple more hours and they should be completed.

Any other news the caretakers of the station might be privy to have not been shared with the suite's inhabitants.

Depending on close the rest of the gang is to the door, they may hear muffled voices immediately proceeding and succeeding said "knock." There are two voices to be precise: one male and one female.

Anyone inside the suite bored or observant enough could hear the rather familiar voices go from somewhat louder, normal tones to becoming decidedly hushed--but not quite whispered--by the time one of them interacts with the door's 'chime'. The walls' superior sound proofing makes it pretty much impossible to clearly hear anything said however.

But anyway, someone on the other side door wants to talk to someone or all in Arcee's suite, so let's move on from there . . .

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[astrotechmech]

Smokescreen's optics widen in shock before they resolve into a frown that still reflects some of his previous expression as he steps just enough inside to let the door shut behind him. No, he hasn't been invited in, but this is also something that you don't exactly want spread around.

"I'll get Security to look into this," Smokescreen says, putting a hand to his audio as a visual clue that he is about to make a call. "We also have a medic on board that specializes in Minicon repairs--if you think that'll help."

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Jetfire waits a couple clicks, then sighs and looks under the couch again. "Razor? Did ya hear Smokie?"

"[I heard,]" comes the cranky retort. "[What's his name?]"

[astrotechmech]

"First Aid," Smokescreen says attentively and intently, his shock and concern now heavily masked by the focus coming from having a task at hand but still very much there.

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[Never heard of 'im.] says Airazor impatiently.

"I have," says Makeshift quietly from where he's just stepped out of his recharge room. "The kid's got no ball bearings, but he knows what he's doing."

[astrotechmech]

Smokescreen makes no immediate reply to Airazor but turns to look in Makeshift's direction as he speaks. There's a sense of what could be gratitude in his optics buried under his focus, but when he turns back to Airazor to see how she replies, it becomes clearer that the delay is chipping away at his ability to refrain from fidgeting at all this inaction.

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Airazor's reply comes in the form of dragging sounds, and a very faint, pained beep.

"Easy, Rollbar, I gotcha." Jetfire gently scoops the poor disassembled Minicon into his hand and then winces. "Slaaaag." Another shocked and questioning look to Smokescreen follows as Jetfire wonders just what his friend doesn't know about on this station.

[astrotechmech]

Smokescreen only shares Jetfire's shock for a brief moment when Rollbar is first brought out from under the couch before his gaze becomes unfocused. His frown returns and his fingers tap the side of his audio slightly in irritation as he puts his earlier words into action. And he is clearly not happy at the developments surrounding Rollbar.

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"How..." starts Jetfire.

"Someone ripped him apart," Makeshift interrupts, frowning as he leans over the arm of the couch to see Rollbar. "And it looks like they tried to put his processor permanently offline."

"Sheeesh, Rollbar. What'd ya do? Cheat at sabaac against a... You are a Minicon from Kashyyk." Jetfire blinks and shakes his head, then looks to Smokescreen again.

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Smokescreen doubletakes back into focus at Makeshift’s comments, something appearing to be a flash of recognition coming to his optics. He then grows serious again, and asks, much like a command, "Say that last part again?"

Smokescreen doesn’t notice Jetfire’s look as he directs his next question to Airazor. “Do you know which chute you found him in?”