Nexus. Blue's Bar. There and Back Again cont'd

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As Random finishes his Sunrise, deciding what exactly to do next, he takes a look around the bar . . .

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He's still facing and gazing over the emptying track, leaning on the safety wall where he'd ended up at some point either before or during the race. Without even turning his head, he takes a glance at her out of his optics before shuttering them and bowing his head towards the ground in what appears like either meditation or a prayer. Considering he doesn't mention religion much, it's more likely the former than the latter.

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She manages a smile for Keg as he escorts her over to the winner's podium and gives her a hand up to the highest part of it, then goes sober again as the girl gives her the medal that she won.

Still ignoring Fender, and the human guy that came in third, she holds up the medal for the race fans to cheer about.

And then crumples and falls off the podium.

Keg snaps to alertness instantly, his head swiveling as he seeks the source of the electromagnetic pulse that he just sensed, and then he's aiming what looks like a very big gun toward the stands as race officials yell at him and security people shout to one another and try to figure out what just happened. The gun goes off, and a green and blue form falls as Keg's own EMP blast hits it dead on.

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In the midst of whatever's going through his head is that persistent, pemissitic thought--or perhaps, feeling--which still remains or is reborn as Arcee begins to accept her reward. Finding no luck or perhaps using a new strategy, the feeling is replaced by a different one and Random turns to watch the proceedings just moments before her fall.

The shot and the fall come as both a shock and a revelation--negative and positive thoughts reaching his processor in confused jumbles. He shoots his gaze back at where the sniper would be based on her reaction, catching the sight of Keg in the action, and defaulting to see to Arcee while Keg deals with the sniper.

Random blazes a trail to Arcee, ignoring whatever opposition he may get. When he finally gets to the podium, he shouts, "Arcee!"

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The pink and white femme is still as track staff try to turn her over. The organics take one startled look at the blue juggernaut bearing down on them and scatter like quail.

Keg snaps a glance toward the shout, is satisfied to see Random by Arcee, finds nothing else suspicious menacing his charge, and thus decides it's safe to head into the stands to get a closer look at his quarry, comming Blue as he goes.

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"Outta the way! Outta the way!" he waves the track staff away as he kneels down next to Arcee and turns her over onto her back, ready to reach into his subspace if necessary. "Arcee?"

Random, on the other hand, is oblivious to what Keg is currently doing, focusing more on Arcee.

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Silence answers him, unbroken by any engine sound and accented only by the low, unhappy song of her spark. Her systems are offline but her spark, though distressed, is still burning strong.

"Are you a medic?" asks Fender, surprised that Keg hasn't just knocked this other blue guy flying.

//Random?// comes Blue's ping. //I'm on my way. How is she?//

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At that, he quickly pulls out some kind of device and starts tinkering furiously with it. For those able it tell, it's not a medical scanner but appears to be something equivalent to one. His tinkering is probably to get it to act like one it seems.

Once he's done, he scans her with it.

"No. . . . I'm a mechanic. 'Usually work on shuttles and other transport vehicles," he pauses as he frowns at the results, "Do you know where to find one?"

//Everything's offline except for her spark.//