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Arcee grimaces as her spark gives another flare. //I'll... never... be up to speed... again. ...Worn out. Worn out.//
The outside door opens, followed by heavy footsteps and an exclamation of surprise in the voice of the big yellow Ratchet. "Columbia, what did you do to this place?"
"Um... it didn't look like this when we left it, Dad. I don't know what happened... here. Somebody's hurt."
"Hrrrm, I see that. Stay here." The footsteps approach the room.
And Kia crawls under her berth.
Arcee grimaces as her spark gives another flare. //I'll... never... be up to speed... again. ...Worn out. Worn out.//
The outside door opens, followed by heavy footsteps and an exclamation of surprise in the voice of the big yellow Ratchet. "Columbia, what did you do to this place?"
"Um... it didn't look like this when we left it, Dad. I don't know what happened... here. Somebody's hurt."
"Hrrrm, I see that. Stay here." The footsteps approach the room.
And Kia crawls under her berth.
