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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"Hnh."

"Nothing a good reprogramming couldn't fix," Armorhide says.

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"It's done." She shrugs.

"Ja," says Liedherz so softly that only Mega-Octane might hear it. "It is...."

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Mega-Octane gives a short nod, not looking at Liedherz, though in the back of his mind something wonders what the organic's point is now. Armorhide shrugs and goes back to work, looking thoughtful.

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Liedherz slips into the shadows to go see what the others are doing. It sounds like they could use another pair of hands for carrying things.

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There's certainly plenty of Blackout to go around, although they're nearly up to the repair bay by now. Rollbar's thankful that the halls are so wide as he drags and manoeuvres Bonecrusher's shell through them.

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The winged woman positions herself in the best place and commences pushing at the shell to help.

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They make it up to the repair bay, Movor heading over and dumping Blackout's pieces on a workbench for Armorhide to sort through while Rollbar and Liedherz get Bonecrusher in.

Mega-Octane glances up at them and makes an exasperated sound. "Just how many slagged 'bots are out there?"

"Just two so far, sir." Rollbar sets the unresponsive mech down.

"But if you let us round up a few Autobots, we can work on it." Movor moves back towards where they've put Bonecrusher, then turns to Blackout. "So, uh, Blackout - wasn't he supposed to be dead?"

Ro-tor raps on his shoulder for attention. "Let me down."