The Nexus. Empty warhouse. Big fixit job.

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Uzulee has come to sit on the doorstep of the human size door while she waits for Cureall to come. The small human's face is streaked with oil and grime, and she's looking unwontedly serious. Her mind is busy with prayer, both for help with the job that needs doing, and just for the two 'Bots that she's been trying to repair for the past few days.

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Cureall switches out of her altmode upon approaching Uzulee. "What is wrong, Miss Uzulee?"

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She looks up with a smile that's warm and welcoming, but a little strained, then gets to her feet and walks over to offer a hug. "Just praying. And I guess I'm a little tired. Thanks for coming."

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"It's no problem. This one will do her best to help."

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"Thanks," she says again, then leads her around to where there's a loading door. "You know the realities where Ironhide is a big black truck?"

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Cureall nods. "Yes. Is that the patient?"

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"One of them. But he won't let me look at him." Uzulee sighs as she goes inside. The warehouse is big, and the damaged bots have settled down over on the far side of some abandoned machinery.

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Cureall smiles serenely at both of them. "How are you feeling? This one is here to assist."

"She has also brought seditives if needed."

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"Can you make some way for her to talk?" The old bot groans and shifts position. "The Allspark had repaired her, but then...." He trails off into angry grumbling, not wanting to remember. "And... if Ratchet won't come I don't know of any high level medics."

Uzulee sighs without looking up from her delicate work on finger nerves. "We'd have to get a new vocal processor for actual talking."

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"...this one will see what she can do, but as Uzulee said we need a new processor." Cureall says rearrangeing different wires. "She may have to talk through her radio again.

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"I don't think that will trouble her too much," he rumbles. "Not as much as being unable to communicate at all."

Bumblebee sighs and stirs slightly at the unhappiness in his voice, and Uzulee murmurs to her, hands lifted away from her work so as not to spoil it.

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Cureall coos softly and strokes the top of Bee's helm before going back to work. "Stay calm. She's still capable of hearing you."

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Ironhide's grumbling halts as the yellow femme squeaks softly and goes still again.

"Sorry," he says in a deep whisper.

Uzulee grins at him and resumes her task. "I'll see about getting some energon for you guys. I don't know what you've been drinking, but neither of your engines sound good."

Ironhide withholds comment.

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Cureall nods. "If I weren't s fearful of making Bumblebee ill I would start a siphon." She doesn't even look up from where she solders two wires together.

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"Alright." She finishes with Bumblebee's hand and jumps to her feet, then pauses and watches with wide eyes as Ironhide's engine suddenly whirs to a stop and he falls over backward. "Uh...."

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Cureall squeak and runs ove to check on him. "He's on empty!"

With out showing much thought in it Cureall suddenly withdraws a long tube from her side and attaches it to Ironhide. With in minutes she's pumping in her own energon reserves. "Go get energon."

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"On it!" She vanishes with a flash and a slight swish.

Ironhide lays still and silent for a moment, but then suddenly shudders and makes warning sounds. The energon's coming back.

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"Shhh," She soothes and keeps herself hooked to him while she brings over abucket to him. "Don't try to swallow it."

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He lets it out, then groans and tries to curl up. "No... no more."

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"You need it Ironhide. Who will Bumblebee turn to with out you?"

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"So keep them in bed, so to speak." Uzulee looks at the concrete floor and frowns, thinking that it doesn't make a very inviting place to sleep.

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"Do the best you can. We can rest where ever, but something with padding is preferable." She says senseing Uzulee's thought patterns.

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The human woman nods. "I'll ask Charlie for something. This is going to be their home now. It might as well look like one."

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Cureall smiles. "Charlie will be able to find something. And you will helpmake this the perfect home for them,this one is sure of it."

She tilts her head and nods. "Time for this one to go Miss Uzulee."

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"Will you be okay on your own?" She walks over to give her friend a hug.

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Cureall smiles softly and hugs her back. "Yes, this one just needs a good log rest."

"Will you be okay?"