by ✖Owl Eyes✖ » Sat Mar 10, 2012 4:15 pm
Limping into the base, Poison dragged her useless back leg after her, grumbling the entire way. She hobbled down to where the 'Con was held, and looked at Ironhide and Chromia. "Don't mind me, she's apparently a medic and Optimus wants me to get my leg fixed." She said to the pair, then ignored the cyber cat's growls and scurried closer to her, her gaze level on her. "Optimus asked me to more-or-so tell you that you are to fix my leg." She stated, then sat.
✖. I think I'll have to quit.... I'm gaining health problems, and I'm slowly losing my ability to walk. It's really scary, but I should be able to live! Please message me if you'd like to keep in touch, I can give you my email. .✖