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[imaginary_wife]

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[After the battle and the damage has been done, Doc Yewll decides to give an all clear for the Med Bay. And address the damn weird problem happening.]

If you need medical treatment, come to the Med Bay as soon as you can.

Not sure how to take care of this glass problem yet. [Yet. Surely there's some record of this, somewhere.] We have some coverings we can use for it, though. I'd already been using force-fields for some of our artificial limbs, so if you need that, I can create some for you that would protect whatever fine crystal you got stuck with. I can also try to create some synthetic skin that's coated on the inside, but you'll have to be pretty damn careful with it.

[She's not even being catty this time, but she probably had a hell of a "windex" rant already, yelled at some inanimate objects converted to glass as if that would help anything.]

I promise we'll be looking into it. This is what I can give you for now.

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[imaginary_wife]

[Somehow she did not expect him to roll up as a tank. Well... that was a hell of a situation for someone to find themselves in. She grabs her tool box and, followed by her drones, goes to climb up on the big torturous brute as if he were any other vehicle/cantankerous patient.]

Alright, lets scan you to make sure that's the only parts of you that are glass.

Wouldn't want some surprises popping up.

[Ah, so... that's the problem. And explains why he's a tank.]

This is a good look for you but I'm suspecting not your preference.

[sparkwhisperer]

[Tarn rocks uneasily on his treads as she casually climbs aboard. He tries not to fidget too much, lest he somehow impact the results of the scanner. The quicker he can leave the Medbay and pretend that this never happened, the better.

Fortunately, her scans will find that the only affected areas of Tarn's internals are the transformation cog and the feeds and sensors surrounding it.]

I typically have no preference between my two forms. However, I must say that being trapped as a tank makes trying maneuver through the halls rather difficult. Especially when the floors are marbled with glass. [ He neglects to mention almost falling through the floor after accidentally shattering it.]

The replacement transformation cog is resting between my turrets. [It's large and round and nearly the size of her torso.] I don't suppose you can tell me if this condition is capable of spreading, can you? This is my only back-up.

[It isn't as if extra cybertronian organs just grow on trees. He had to get this one the good old fashioned way-- Murder.]

[imaginary_wife]

Not so far. [She confirms as she settles herself, and has to throw her whole weight into starting to move/changed things.] So unless you're a lucky unique case? This should be the end of it.

But while I'm busy...

[She has to let the drones take care of detaching some parts that had turned to glass, connectors she'll have to replace.]

...tell me what your energy output for these turrets is like?

[Oh god, this is Riptide's isn't it? That's nice. Well? She'll... work with what she can.]

[sparkwhisperer]

[He would be squinting skeptically at her if he could.]

I Don't understand how this is important to the current task at hand.

[Tarn waits patiently as the surrounding connectors and components are stripped away. He understands how delicate of an operation this is and needs it to be done perfectly.

Tarn supposes a bit of small talk won't hurt]

However, They are relatively draining on my frame, especially while fueling exclusively with Fools Energon. It takes time to recharge after only a few shots.

[He sounds disgusted by the admission. They shouldn't need time to recharge at all]