video;

[asafepairofhands]

[This time when Ratchet starts broadcasting, the video clicks on. He looks a little worn, but there's an underlying stubborn determination there, deepening the lines at the corners of his mouth.]

Ratchet here. Consider the inorganic section of medical officially back in business. That goes for everyone who's even part mechanical, not just Cybertronians--my door is open.

If you are Cybertronian and I haven't seen you for a check, you're due. I'm aware I still can't exactly order any of the Decepticons around ranking medical officer or not, but except for certain individuals who know who they are, you're welcome as well and I recommend it. Who knows what the hell this place is doing to us--I'd appreciate a baseline just in case something does go wrong and I end up having to do something about it.

Anyway, that's it. Ratchet out.

Comments

[shiro2hero]

Sure, that's fine.

[He takes a step back, though, as the human vanishes. He's a little surprised, but once the vehicle rolls out, once the robot unfolds, he can't help but grin.]

[A real, honest grin. Because his first thought is, of course, Pidge would love this.]

Something like that, yeah. [There isn't any hesitation when he puts a hand in the offered claw. Shaking it a little like he would any other hand.]

[asafepairofhands]

[Ratchet's optics flicker in surprise as Shiro takes Ratchet's claw and shakes it, a little smile curling the corner of his mouth. It's been a while since anyone organic was that pleased to see him, and he can't help but soften a little.]

Nice to meet you properly, then. Here, let me just-- [He flips a scanner out of his wrist and runs it along Shiro's arm, frowning thoughtfully.] I doubt it'll give me anything conclusive immediately, but at least I'll have some data to work with.

[shiro2hero]

[Of course he thinks Ratchet looks fantastic. He's like a miniature Voltron. Even down to the slightly exasperated look on his face.]

Sure.

[He holds it out, keeping it steady. While the big robot works.] It... There's one other thing I can get it to do. I don't know if that would help or change anything. But it's an option if you want -- or think it'd be useful.

[asafepairofhands]

Well, there's no bad information at this stage. [Ratchet smiles crookedly.] As long as it won't tear a hole in the hull of the ship.

[shiro2hero]

All right... Just... step back a little.

[Because who knows what it would do if a robotic person handled it. No pun intended.]

[He sidesteps, and holding his hand out in front of him, lets it activate. Light covering his fingers from tip to wrist.]

[asafepairofhands]

[Ratchet looks down at the readings on his wrist, still scanning, and feels his optics widen slowly.]

Oh. I... see.

[shiro2hero]

Yeah.

[yeah he knows. He's moving the fingers slowly. Spreading them, making a fist.]

I've used it to go through a ship's hull. And weld a door shut. But no one knows what all it's capable of.