Get out of my med bay

wfc-silverbolt:

-Silverbolt slowly does as Ratchet ordered. That did hit a little too close to home, and Ratchet probably remembered why. His gaze returns to the medic eventually.- A small Decepticon attacked us. He was after Prime… -He grabs his left arm, but more in an uncomfortable manner than anything else.- Made it a lot more difficult to get out of there, shaking the place up like that. Sideswipe interrupted that, at least. He distracted him so I could get Prime over here.

*He was still fully focused on Prime but his ever watchful gaze saw Silverbolt’s movements and knowing why. Not pressing the matter now for it was not the time.* A small Decepticon infiltrated base? Sounds like one of Soundwave’s little miscreants. And by your description- and the small tremors- I am sure that it is that obnoxious little pest, Rumble. No wonder the Decepticon was after Prime. *He turns his gaze back towards Optimus lying on the MedBerth and hooked up to energon feeds.* You got him here just in time Silverbolt… I am grateful for your help.

(Source: frustratedcmo)

wfc-silverbolt:

-Silverbolt finally comes into view with Optimus in his servos. The sight of Ratchet relieves him immensely.- Ratchet!

*His optics widen at the sight of Silverbolt finally coming into view. He races over towards the two, scanner already out and taking readings as they coninued back to MedBay. Optimus wasn’t externally wounded at all! The scans reading back to him revealed that their Prime quite literally crashed due to low energon levels. Oh was he going to get an audio full when he wakes up!* Silverbolt, quickly, set him on that empty medberth. His energon readings are extremely low and I need to hook him up stat. Primus, you idiotic piece of metal junk of a Prime letting yourself get to this level! Can’t take my optics off you for a slagging klik it seems. *He turns his glare towards Silverbolt.* And just what is happening out there?

(Source: frustratedcmo)

wfc-silverbolt:

frustratedcmo:

wfc-silverbolt:

-Silverbolt makes a turn. He understood Ratchet’s impatience over this. All of them had reason to worry. If Prime went offline…Best not think about that.-

-His patience thins with every klik Silverbolt doesn’t enter with Prime. He practically stomps to the MedBay blast doors and sticks his head out, shouting down the hallway.- Did you get lost?! 

…No… -Silverbolt is getting pretty close now, and he knows it.-

I should hope you didn’t! *He snarled out, clearly agitated and worried with this whole thing. What happened to Optimus?*

wfc-silverbolt:

-Silverbolt makes a turn. He understood Ratchet’s impatience over this. All of them had reason to worry. If Prime went offline…Best not think about that.-

-His patience thins with every klik Silverbolt doesn’t enter with Prime. He practically stomps to the MedBay blast doors and sticks his head out, shouting down the hallway.- Did you get lost?! 

(Source: frustratedcmo)

SILVERBOLT!

wfc-silverbolt:

frustratedcmo:

wfc-silverbolt:

frustratedcmo:

BRING PRIME TO ME NOW!

-He tries his best to hide the frustration from his voice. At least he’s strengthening his grip on Optimus Prime.- I am, Ratchet. Sideswipe and I were simply…delayed.

Delayed? Delayed with what?! *A sudden crashing sound is heard.* …I see. So this is the visitor Sideswipe was talking about. *He already has MedBay prepped for whatever state their Prime was being brought to him.*

-Nice of Ratchet to stop yelling. Provided he doesn’t run into any more trouble, he shouldn’t take too long.-

I do hope you hasten. *His tone is clipped. He sends a glare towards the MedBay blast doors every so often. Gunfire and crashes faintly echoing around base. Seems like their vistor and Sideswipe were duking it out. As soon as Silverbolt would enter, Ratchet would take care of Prime and order the flier to go aid the frontliner.*

SILVERBOLT!

wfc-silverbolt:

frustratedcmo:

BRING PRIME TO ME NOW!

-He tries his best to hide the frustration from his voice. At least he’s strengthening his grip on Optimus Prime.- I am, Ratchet. Sideswipe and I were simply…delayed.

Delayed? Delayed with what?! *A sudden crashing sound is heard.* …I see. So this is the visitor Sideswipe was talking about. *He already has MedBay prepped for whatever state their Prime was being brought to him.*

SILVERBOLT!

BRING PRIME TO ME NOW!

It’s Optimus Ratchet, something’s wrong. I found him collapsed on the floor in the middle of the hallway. Silverbolt and I are going to bring him to you.

SIDESWIPE. BRING HIM TO ME NOW! AND BY NOW I MEANT HE SHOULD BE HERE ALREADY!

I AM PUTTING THIS CHARACTER UP FOR ADOPTION. If you would like to play as WFC/FOC Ratchet PM me and I will give you the info for this account.