Transformers-'Verse. Nellis AFB. Early in the morning, I wake to the boom.....

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((Morning after the Ratchet fixing.))

It's dark and still in Ratchet and Endeavour's room. All is calm, all is quiet....

Till something blows up massively in the front courtyard.

Ratchet goes from soundly offline to sitting up and ready to roar at Ironhide, only to stop short as he remembers that such vocal exertions might startle a certain unborn spark and cause her mother discomfort. Instead he listens to Jazz scolding and looks down at his sparkmate to see how she reacted to the explosion.

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Endeavour tilts her head. "Oh. Oh really."

Then she laughs. It was to be expected, sooner or later.

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He pokes his head into the room and frowns to see Optimus laying on the other bunk, staring blankly at the ceiling. He coms a greeting to his leader, but receives only an absent grunt by way of reply.

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

//He's been like that for awhile,// Endeavour sends. //I think he's... lonely.// A sigh escapes her. //It's kind of disconcerting to see him like that, though.//

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//It's not just missing Elita.// Ratchet sighs and continues to the workshop. //He blames himself for Cybertron, and this last incident is preying on his CPU too.//

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//What do you think we should do about it?// Endeavour follows her mate into the workshop, which is now a less intimidating place than it had been the day before.

She shuts the door behind her. "I mean, it's not something you can fix. Is it?"

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"No," he says sadly as he goes to the worktable. "He's going to have to work through this on his own."

Then he stops and looks at the blue sabertooth sleeping in his chair.

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Endeavour laughs. "I thought she'd have gone home by now..."

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"Maybe her work's not done yet." He frowns slightly, but gently pushes the chair aside and starts to clear the table.

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"I fail to see what else needs to be done," Endeavour says. "Besides, she's beat."

She grabs the back of the chair and peers down at the cat-like thing.

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"Recharge till she can steer properly?" He finishes cleaning off the table, then walks over to the piles of supplies, looking for something he's sure he's seen there.

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"I guess." She trains her optics on her mate. "What... what are you looking for?"

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"The proto-forms. I know I saw at least one...." He frowns and looks more closely at the disorganized heaps.

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Endeavour steps forward, training her optics on the heaps of larger items they had offloaded from the supply dump.

"I have no idea what a protoform looks like," she says apologetically, "but the bigger things are over here...?"

Yes, they did try to sort the stuff out.