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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"Protective instincts." Uzulee shakes her head. "Should I give him a painkiller too?"

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"If he will take it." She saysas she flushes out Bee's system and begins to refuel the other femme.

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"With the way he's twitching he'd better take it." The little human's voice brooks no argument as she walks over to the big mech.

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Cureall smiles and nods as Uzulee goes about medicating the older mech and feeding him, and the violet femme goes about finishing Bumblebee, then moves on to Ironhide.

It takes a few hours but finally Cureall feels satisfied in her work.

"That works for now I think." She sighs tiredly. "I don't think I have anything left in me. Uzulee, can you take care of them now?"

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"Sure. What do I need to do?" Her dark eyes look up from the small soldering job she's doing.

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"Just keep them fed and rested. If Ironhide gives you trouble, call this one." She smiles. "No different tha any other stable patient."