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[apprentice_lurk]

*jaw is set and optics steady, though she's starting to feel just a tiny bit sick* So - Roddy, somebody, any chance I can borrow a medic?

And... *attempt at a smile, holding out a smallish-sized box* I tried the cake idea, but I don't know how well it worked. You could always use it as a missile if it didn't...happy birthday, guys.

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[corruptedhope.livejournal.com]

Is there a truce on? *winces slightly*

[paradronmedic.livejournal.com]

*feels the wince and eases off marginally* So I'm told. It wouldn't matter either way, though. You needed help.

[corruptedhope.livejournal.com]

No Autobot in my world would offer me this. *sighs* But then again, if it was my world I wouldn't be with Autobots.

[paradronmedic.livejournal.com]

I'm beginning to get the idea that ours is not an ordinary universe. *seals the last crack and stands with a sigh, turning to Galvatron*

*quiet, respectful* Sir... he's out of danger, but he'll need a new wing, and I don't have the technical knowhow to build one. Not without help or a blueprint of some sort.

[chaos-gunner.livejournal.com]

*nods, approving - Galvatron is not one to let considerations of faction interfere with his respect for those who do their work well*

Well, that's easily remedied! *switches to radio*

/Scourge! Get over here!/ *as an afterthought* /And bring Cyclonus with you!/