http://critical-medic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] critical-medic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2008-05-01 03:02 pm
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Nexus; Arcee's apartment. Bearing the weight of bad news.

((The SP-X Nexus thread may go another tag or two. Starting this here as the inevitable in the meantime.))


Seeking shelter from all the noise and hustle of the Nexus, Prowl finally finds his way to what he believes is the entrance to Arcee's apartment. Taking the key Ratchet gave him from a hidden compartment, he crouches on the ramp in front of the garage-style door for a moment, wondering if there's anyone home or not and if he'll be intruding. Still...he's not ready to return to Detroit. His thoughts are jumbled and the noise closer to the sign is making it harder for him to regain his composure. Keeping his wounded right hand closer to his chassis, Prowl uses the key to get the door unlocked before opening it, putting the key away after. He slips inside without even raising the door all the way, silent as a shadow before pulling the door shut after.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-05-04 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't flinch or look away, but her voice holds calm flat finality as she says, "I've been seen to. There's nothing anyone can do."
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-05-04 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Some of the best medics on Cybertron. And it's chronic spark failure. I've got a booster; if I keep away from any more all night marathons I'll be fine."
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-05-04 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
She draws her good leg up and leans wearily against her knee. "It's not a favor to me. Like I said, Ratchet's got enough to process right now. And... he has enough issues in regards to me. This isn't his fault, but I'd bet my hubcaps he'd manage to find some way to think it was."

Then she growls softly at the error messages scrolling across the bottom of her feild of vision. "Shut up, I know how I feel."
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2008-05-04 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
She winces and clenches her jaw for a moment, hating the weakness that's holding her down. "Wish I could go with you. He'll... he'll need someone to keep him...."

Her forehead sinks down to settle on her knee as her systems finally cease arguing with her processor and just shut down.