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I've just arrived on Earth and am already getting to work. My designation is Bad Apple, but you can just call me Bad. I'm the Head Medic for Team Chaar. I'm here to help lighten Knockout's load, so if you need medical assistance, don't hesitate to find me.
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-He held his servo out to her so he can attach the device.]
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[Bad smiled at the information.]

Youre sparked? Congratulations Blackarachnia. That would be wonderful news, if it wasnt for the look on your face... are you having concerns about the carrying process? Or is it perhaps, unwanted?

[Bad pulled over his machine. -
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-is showing up is you Ravage.

[He looked to the monitor as information was filled. Body shape, internals, spark and such data.]
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Thank you Ravage. You must be the leader of the three humm?

[Bad used his other servo to trace along the felines arm. A built-in magnet in his servo opening her medical ports on her, oddly placed on her sholder. He easily connected the two with a happy him.]

There, see on the screen? All that-
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-revealing part of his protoform; a dark rustic brown and soft cream.]

Can you turn it on? I dont want to contaminate the handle.
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-natural in his form shuttered the ringing and the laughter away. A rejection to the foreign parasite.

Bad pressed closer to Oil Slick, but not into him. Keeping the distance, but needed something to ground him. As his forearm armor relaxed and released, sliding them off to wash.-
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It's a joke, but okay, okay. I won't poke anymore.

[He allowed Oil Slick to lead him to understand the urgency. As they brushed past the supposed corpse, there was a faint ringing building up: muffled screams for help, covered by a dull laugh, multiple laughs that sounded like one. Something-
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As part of Medic patient confidentiality, I will not tell a spark about any of your medical records, ow what you tell me while in my med bay. As a medic and as a mech.

[Bad nodded placing a hand over his spark, also closing the medbay doors for a bit more privacy]
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-then and now.

[He pointed from the EKG to the monitor on the bedside. He then held out a servo to the three.]

Who would like to go first?
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-the EKG. Showing it off]

Well this helpful tool here is a EKG machine. Its going to help me get your internal schematics, such as your pulse rate, your recent injuries, and energon levels. Then fills up all the boxes and spaces on the monitor there. So that way when you come in, I can compare-
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Shockwave huh? He's is a scientist so no, he doesn't count.

[He was a professional, he had to remind himself. He wasn't going to tease his patient with who they choose to bed. He would save it for later and gossip about it with knockout, like a real medic. For now he he smiled and pulled over-
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-you haven't told Artillery yet?

[He asked typing onto a monitor next to her berth. Pulling the files he had on her, along with a blank file.]
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[Bad was indeed seeing what Artillery was seeing. He had a few theories on what the issue could be, given she was a techno organic. But test would come back with better results than theories.]

Blackarachnia, do you have any concerns you would like to voice before I get started? Perhaps something-
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-as he would with a full grown mech. His EMF was neutral, but light and open to the bitlits. Also this was his first time interacting with cassettes. He had only read about them and it was mostly from the deceased autobot Blaster.]
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Those are lovely designations. I hope you three don't mind me working on you all today. I will make sure to keep it as quick as I can. Have any of you ever been to seen your resident medic?

[He asked, wanting to get them comfortable with him before he start poking and prodding-
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Oh! 3 bitlits. Hehe well you sure do have your servos full, don't you soundwave?

[he gestured to the other berth allowing the mech to sit separate of his offspring. He pulled over three ekg machines. Then giving his attention to the cassettes.]

Hello young ones. May I know your designations?
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-Take a seat and I can get started on you three~
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Hello Soundwave! It so nice to meet you. Are these your two cassettes? They are really cute!

[Bad greeted the blue mech at the medbay door. Surprisingly around the same size as bad himself. They were small due to being grounders. He gestured to the berth already sized for grounders.]
-
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-but you both can call me Bad. You both can take a seat and we can get started.
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[Bad had set up his med bay for two. He looked up and smiled as they walked in. Already having the berths set up for two warframes. He quickly set one of the berths to shuttle, to accommodate the shipformer.]

Hello: Im so glad you both are getting checked up so soon. As you know, Im Bad Apple, -
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This is a call out to Decepticons Only. Perhaps you should check in with Knockout or the Autobots medic. I'm sure there are also neutral medics that can help you out.
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-on the table. Looking over at Oil Slick]

Heheheh, that gave me a spook. Perhaps i should poke at the poofy ones.
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but was silenced out. When the ringing was sharp, Bad took a sharp step back. The pin in his hand moved to a position to attack. He checked his chronometer. He had only be out of it for a moment. He took a shaky breath looking around him, playing the moment off with a chuckle. He sat the pen-
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-in his audios. A voice not his own. The voice of many and yet of one. They screamed for him to rejoin the spoil. To shed his form and let them in. Screaming to be one with the any dying and undying. And somewhere in the distance he heard a separate scream for help. A different voice than the many-
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I suppose your right...

[Bad froze up for a moment when he pressed on the tip of the mushroom and a plomb of spoors escaped the head. His plating tightened close to his protoform and his optics becoming pinpricks. Something deep in him screamed. Apart of him wanted nothing to do with what now rang-