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randomplaces2019-01-25 10:39 pm
astrotechmech) wrote in randomplaces2019-01-25 10:39 pm
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ANH. Rebel Medical Frigate Main Medbay. Swampy Squishes
"Wait, don't hurt it!" Smokescreen steps forward and scoops up a small frog from the ground before the nearest bot can act on their 'squish it!' impulses.
"D'aww,' Smokescreen says, taking a closer look at the animal. "It's a green-eyed tree frog."
"A Hutt Chomper? Smokescreen, you're not keeping the frog. Do you WANT Liftor angry at you?" Arcee scowls up at the husky mech. "Keeping dangerous animals for gambling is stupid!"
[What dangerous animal?!] Liftor goes from being by the door of the medbay after walking in to being on Smokescreen's shoulder faster than a person could sneeze. He looks down at it briefly for a moment before turning to Smokescreen and flatly beeping, [We are NOT keeping that thing.]
Smokescreen frowns. "They're only dangerous if they're trained up to be. I've always liked these little guys but I don't have the spark to make 'em into the killers the gambling rings make them. And this guy's too old to get the full training. He's too far past his egg stage."
Random meanwhile is sitting up on the medical table with an open panel, trying to recover from the shock of having a live organic in him. "How? When? I--" had thought he had been thoroughly cleaned out after the Bespin adventure. . . . Did he pick it up at Jabba's? But then why would he imagine he felt something in him before that? Sigh. He just came here to make sure the abuse he received in Jabba's Palace hadn't permanently damaged him. "Where did it come from?"
"These little guys make their home in hollow trees in swamps mostly," Smokescreen says, absently, as he feels the frog.
That has Random's attention. "Swamps?!"
"Oh, hang on. Not as old as I thought. 32 standard days, I'd say."
Random stops as he realizes that the mech just said that the frog was as about as old as the days it's been since he was on Dagobah.
Liftor looks at Random and then pokes his big friend. [Smokescreen.]
"This guy's had good eatin'," says Smokescreen, unheeding.
"Eating?" Random looks a little pale.
[Smokescreen.]
"Yeah." Smokescreen proceeds to name all sorts of things you can find in the water of a swamp and Random slowly realizes that all of the squishy movement he thought he felt inside him before he got cleaned out was this pesky little frog eating everything that was living inside him. Random feels nauseous and then he feels faint and then he feels nauseous again.
[Smokescreen!]
Smokescreen finally turns to Liftor impatiently. "What?"
Liftor points at Random emphatically and Smokescreen instantly realizes his mistake. "Oops."
Well, it's a good thing that Random's not standing because he just fainted.
"D'aww,' Smokescreen says, taking a closer look at the animal. "It's a green-eyed tree frog."
"A Hutt Chomper? Smokescreen, you're not keeping the frog. Do you WANT Liftor angry at you?" Arcee scowls up at the husky mech. "Keeping dangerous animals for gambling is stupid!"
[What dangerous animal?!] Liftor goes from being by the door of the medbay after walking in to being on Smokescreen's shoulder faster than a person could sneeze. He looks down at it briefly for a moment before turning to Smokescreen and flatly beeping, [We are NOT keeping that thing.]
Smokescreen frowns. "They're only dangerous if they're trained up to be. I've always liked these little guys but I don't have the spark to make 'em into the killers the gambling rings make them. And this guy's too old to get the full training. He's too far past his egg stage."
Random meanwhile is sitting up on the medical table with an open panel, trying to recover from the shock of having a live organic in him. "How? When? I--" had thought he had been thoroughly cleaned out after the Bespin adventure. . . . Did he pick it up at Jabba's? But then why would he imagine he felt something in him before that? Sigh. He just came here to make sure the abuse he received in Jabba's Palace hadn't permanently damaged him. "Where did it come from?"
"These little guys make their home in hollow trees in swamps mostly," Smokescreen says, absently, as he feels the frog.
That has Random's attention. "Swamps?!"
"Oh, hang on. Not as old as I thought. 32 standard days, I'd say."
Random stops as he realizes that the mech just said that the frog was as about as old as the days it's been since he was on Dagobah.
Liftor looks at Random and then pokes his big friend. [Smokescreen.]
"This guy's had good eatin'," says Smokescreen, unheeding.
"Eating?" Random looks a little pale.
[Smokescreen.]
"Yeah." Smokescreen proceeds to name all sorts of things you can find in the water of a swamp and Random slowly realizes that all of the squishy movement he thought he felt inside him before he got cleaned out was this pesky little frog eating everything that was living inside him. Random feels nauseous and then he feels faint and then he feels nauseous again.
[Smokescreen!]
Smokescreen finally turns to Liftor impatiently. "What?"
Liftor points at Random emphatically and Smokescreen instantly realizes his mistake. "Oops."
Well, it's a good thing that Random's not standing because he just fainted.
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He remains like that, intaking with shut optic shutters, for a few moments. Then he opens his shutters slowly and frowns when he sees that there's someone above him. And he knows who it is.
"Fix-er? I--" He frowns in confusion, looking around the room, and then flinches when he realizes just where he is. Something bad must have happened. "What--?!"
Random jumps at the opening of the door and turns his head in that direction, pausing in his panic at the smell of Cybertron Sunrise.
Aaaaand his tank just pinged.
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"But Random needs me," Kia replies simply. "And he's hungry, too."
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