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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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.//