Ratchet of Vaporex (
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thisavrou2016-09-19 07:59 pm
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[Only the audio clicks on, and the voice coming through the MID is worn, thin with static and carefully controlled.]
This is Chief--this is Ratchet, giving notice that the portion of the inorganic clinic I was running is currently closed until further notice, as of... now, apparently somewhere around a year from when I last checked. I'll be resuming my duties as soon as--when it's possible for me to do so.
In the meantime, I'm referring my patients to the regular medbay or to Tony Stark, depending on the complexity of the engineering involved. If it's a serious emergency... I can't help you, but I'll try to consult via MID if absolutely necessary. I am not available to answer five hundred questions about why, so don't bother asking. I need to work. Kindly refrain from calling me unless you're actively leaking to death.
...Ratchet out.
[PRIVATE TO WHIRL]
I need to speak with you in person. I'm sending you my coordinates.
Please.
[Somebody's hands finally stopped working to the point where he actually has to quit using them all the time and attach new ones, and he is not having a good day. Feel free to harass him, but there's no guarantee he'll respond.]
This is Chief--this is Ratchet, giving notice that the portion of the inorganic clinic I was running is currently closed until further notice, as of... now, apparently somewhere around a year from when I last checked. I'll be resuming my duties as soon as--when it's possible for me to do so.
In the meantime, I'm referring my patients to the regular medbay or to Tony Stark, depending on the complexity of the engineering involved. If it's a serious emergency... I can't help you, but I'll try to consult via MID if absolutely necessary. I am not available to answer five hundred questions about why, so don't bother asking. I need to work. Kindly refrain from calling me unless you're actively leaking to death.
...Ratchet out.
[PRIVATE TO WHIRL]
I need to speak with you in person. I'm sending you my coordinates.
Please.
[Somebody's hands finally stopped working to the point where he actually has to quit using them all the time and attach new ones, and he is not having a good day. Feel free to harass him, but there's no guarantee he'll respond.]
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Hellooooo?
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[Ratchet's voice is taut, straining against the temptation to lose his temper completely.]
Are you actively leaking to death right now?
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Are you okay dude?
[This is probably way too late, but he's trying a different tactic.]
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I am not talking about it.
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"Hey I'm grump and I'm closing the medical bay bye."
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I thought you were supposed to talk about bad stuff!
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So.
Why's it different for you, huh?
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