TG 'verse. Repair bay, Imperial Palace of Chaar.

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(( from here))

Rumble looks around as he and Asia arrive in Pitstop's repair bay with the femme called Showtime, then steps back hastily as two of the medic's assistants lift the blue femme to a stretcher.

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Showtime lets out a small sound of distress, flailing slightly. She's frightened, and it seems she's remembering something from her past.

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"Hey!" The little Intel 'Con scowls and steps forward. "Youse guys take it easy. Youse scarin' her!"

"Here." Asia quickly scrambles up the leg of one of the under medics, and from there to the stretcher, where she walks up to Showtime's side and settles where the femme will be able to see and feel her. "Shhh, honey. Everything's gonna be okay. We want to help you, so you can go back to your friend. Remember your friend?"

"Desi," offers Rumble, then winces and settles on the floor on his skidplate. "Oh. Owww."

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Showtime's attention is diverted, "D-Desi? Where?" Her confusion shows, but she's stopped flailing at least.

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Asia shoots her husband a look that warns him not to move from that spot under his own power, then turns back to Showtime as the under medics carry them toward the repair bay. "You can go see her after you're repaired. We just have to get you fixed up first."

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Showtime nods a bit, before she remembers something else, "D-don't know...where..."

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Runt tilts his head, those quizzical optics going to the place where her Decepticon badge used to be before they flick up to her own ruby visual devices. "Lady Threnody, ruler of the Galvatronians. Don't you remember anything from before Rumble brought you here?"

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Showtime blinks a bit, frowning. "I remember someone helping me..." Her doorwings go almost vertical as she remembers something else. "I was captured by the Decepticons!" She seems a bit worried now, "I...I think I hurt someone..."

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"Well they can't get you here." He sticks out his little chest, totally unconscious of the modified purple badges on his wings. "And Asia says to tell you that as soon as you're fully recovered that we'll help you get home."

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Showtime tilts her head in confusion, catching sight of Runts badges. She tenses, before nodding. "Alright..."

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"What's wrong?" His optics widen as she tenses, and he looks around to try and see what's bothering her.

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"But I am," he insists earnestly.

And then nods off and tilts toward the floor. There's only so long a mech his age can successfully stay online, and he's been awake all during her stasis.

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Showtime lets out a surprised sound and moves to catch Runt. She squeaks, doorwings on high alert, "Ack! Hey! Is there anyone out there who can help?"

((And now the computer lab is closing...see you tomorrow! *Hug*))

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There's a pause, and then the door slides open slightly and a crimson optic peers through the crack. "Runt's supposed to be helping. Did he fall asleep on duty again?"

"Not... tired....." The Seekerling goes totally limp.


((*hug* *wave wave!*))

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Showtime managed a sheepish smile, trying to keep Runt from toppling over completely in her arms. Lowering the volume of her voice, she replied, "I think I was out for a long time...Poor thing must've been keeping watch the whole time..."

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"Yeah. He does that. Do you need something?"

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"But I'm fallin' asleep." He accidentally leans against her with a soft clang. "Can't... can't do m' job... sleepin'."

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Showtime puts an arm around Runt's shoulders, "But you're keeping me company, which I really appreciate...doesn't matter if you're sleeping or not..."

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His forehead creases slightly as he gives her a confused look. "Can't... be comp'ny... when sleepin'."

Inside the tiny body there are systems whining with the desire for downtime, but Runt is ignoring them as best he can.

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Showtime smiles a little, "If you're tired, you should rest..."

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"Gotta do my job." He nods, optics flickering.

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Runt's browplates draw together in a frown of concern when he sees her yawn, and he squirms slightly.

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Showtime lets Runt go, before stretching a bit and moving to get up. "Guess I'm still a bit out of it from earlier..." She mumbles, more to herself than to Runt, but still loud enough for him to hear.

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"You should recharge some more," says her little protector, trying his hardest to get to his feet despite the little warnings that are beeping from some of his systems.

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Showtime nods even as she makes her way back to the berth, glancing at Runt again, "Stay with me?" She puts a bit of a pleading tone into her question, trying to hide the concern for the Seekerling that she's feeling.

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"I'm right here...." He pauses and looks up at her puzzledly.