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

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