Nexus. Over on the 'edge of town'. Fallen

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Blackout comes online slowly and blinks up at the ceiling/sky, her senses screaming so loudly with pain that she's deaf to anything else. It takes her a moment to remember where she is, but then she recalls picking a fight with the femme Prime and winces.

-Note to self. Don't try to slag things you can't even touch.-

She turns her head with an effort, and is a little surprised to see a few pieces of her shell laying a short distance away from her. Then she notice the puddle that she's laying in and stares at it with morbid fascination.

-I'm slagging bleeding to death.-

She should be upset about that... right? Or someone should be.... She can't remember who, though.

-Tired. That's not good.-

The black femme tries to push herself up, only to discover to her utter shock that one of the bits of her that's laying over there is the arm that she needs to be able to sit up.

She blinks and tries to think of a solution to the problem, but then her head drops back to the beaten and soaked ground.

-Doesn't hurt anymore... not good.-

Her optics shutter.

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Liedherz listens very closely, then points to an intricate little doodad. "Vhatever you do, don't break it. There's a lot of energy routing through it."

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"I can see that too." Mega-Octane keeps working, fixing all the damage that blasted leak has caused.

Ro-tor settles back to watch with a satisfied nod, then looks shifty as his stomach reminds him it's there.

Movor's giving him a sidelong look. "Stop that. It's disgusting."

Ro-tor growls. "You'll know all about disgusting when I get my shell back. Liedherz..."

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"Eh?" She looks up, surprised to be called.

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"I need food again." He pulls a face unconsciously behind his mask.

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The winged woman 'looks' at her hands, then shadowdances over and turns the hip holding the subspace cache portal toward him. "Grab something. I have corrosives on my hands."

Blackout blinks at that.

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Ro-tor nods and opens it, rooting around and pulling out some of the edible stick things he refuses to learn the names of. They're pretty convenient, though.