CLOSED.

[Randy.]

Ratchet nodded, "Eh, don't mention it. It is my job to keep the Autobots injury free." He sat the rock on his table, and grabbed another piece of broken equipment to fix. "Things as small as that can injure even the biggest bots badly." He looked back at the rock, "And if a rock like that were to be stuck on Legacy I'd have to amputate for sure..." He teased slightly, not trying to show his lighter side too much.

[Wicked Redemption]

Nodding, Clover wiggled her door-wings around a bit, smiling at his light humor. "So the infamous medic does have a light side, huh? Your a lot less scary than everyone said you would be" she said teasingly, before looking over at him and saying "You need help with anything? You did fix my wing up pretty quickly....I could help you in return! I've got no missions until tomorrorw" she added, shyly. ((Lol, I'm tryin to decide if she should crush on Ratch or not...he doesn't have to respond or anything, just that it gives me funny ideas for rp-ing))

[cryptids.]

Legacy blinked and quirked her head up, hearing Ratchet bring up her name. "Yeah, no. If that happened, I'd become one of those crazy people who'd sooner let her arm rot off." she said, pushing her long hair out of her eyes in a vain sort of way.

"I'm free too. You never know when you might need a small pair of hands." the girl chimed in, pushing herself off the structure and standing a bit straighter. It was rare that Legacy ever had something to do in this giant metal confinement, so when an opportunity presented itself she usually took it.

(Lol if she did, Legacy would be doing some super teasing x3)

[Randy.]

Ratchet narrowed his optics a little, "I can be scary if I want to be..." He grumbled under his breath. He wasn't used to having others around his work area after he was done fixing their injuries. "It is fine," he said as he grabbed his tools, "There is no need for you two to stay, I have it all under control."

[Wicked Redemption]

((Crush it is then, lol))
Nodding, Clover flicked her door-wings and said "A-alright....I'll just go then..." she said, suddenly a bit nervous as she actually looked at him for the first time. S-so....thanks again..." Turning around, she quickly walked out of the med-bay, shyly avoiding his gaze. She turned and walked over to the rec-room, intent of finishing her cube away from the....sorta handsome.. medic. 'Jeez Clover, way to make a good first imprssion!' she berated herself, having been weak and needy because of a tiny rock.

[cryptids.]

Giving a shrug Legacy said, "Suit yourself, ya hermit." She then glanced up as Clover filed out of the room. Her eyebrow twitched up at how the femme was now acting all sheepish. Legacy shoved the thought from her mind from now and remembered she had yet to eat today. With that now on her brain she decided to head to the dinning hall, hoping that the kitchen was still serving out breakfast.

[Wicked Redemption]

Finishing up her cube of energon, Clover got up and stretched, walking out of the rec-room and towards the outside of the Ark for her next patrol. Transforming smoothly into her alt-mode, she revved her engine and tore off down the path, though being careful to watch out for anymore rocks. ((Bleh, WB any ideas?))

[Randy.]

Ratchet shook the wrench he had in the air with frustration, "I am not a hermit!!" He shouted down the hall at Legacy. He returned back to his work he needed to finish. I don't need help.... He thought to himself as he picked up the broken ray gun to study it, I am perfectly capable of finishing these projects by myself.

(Oh Ratchet you grumpy old bot....
I have no ideas... sorry.)

[cryptids.]

(Hm.. I'll throw a monkey wrench in to spice things up~)

A grin danced across her face as Legacy heard Ratchet's angry tone echo down the metal corridor walls. She couldn't help but chuckle and add a bit of a skip to her step. But as she was happily making her way down the hallway, the sudden blaring sound of the security breach alarm started roaring throughout the Autobot base.

"Finally! Some action!" the girl whooped, throwing her fist into the air. In the next instant she watched as her purple and stark grey armor replaced her soft fleshy skin. She flexed her arms and rolled her shoulders. "Ah, much better." she murmured, grinning behind her mask. Legacy then grabbed her hair and jerked it back, tying it into a knot to keep it out of the way. She then started jogging down the hallway, her glowing azure orbs scanning the area for the intruder(s).

[Randy.]

Ratchet dropped what he was fixing and he drew out his dual swords as soon as he heard the sound receptor breaking scream of the security system. He ran down the halls as fast as he could to see what all that ruckus was, and why the security was going off. "This better not be another one of Legacy's Shenanigans..." He growled furiously.