*Inferno finally made it back to... well, their quarters... his and Red Alert's and slumped against the wall, exhausted. He was surprised how tired he was simply walking from the medbay*
Please tell me ya got high grade on ya? I could do wit' a boost right about now.
Okay, so I ain't outta medbay yet. But I'm nearly there. I've got both legs again, and Ratchet says that I ain't allowed to put weight on the new one til he's sure everything's welded properly. I think that's just his way a sayin' I'm too big ta be walking 'round that quickly. But he's right, the last thing I wanna do is fall flat on meh faceplates.
Ain't seen Red or Firestar fer a while. Pretty sure they're cookin' somethin' up between 'em. They normally do. Ain't it don't always end well fer me.
*Inferno woke up slowly, grateful that he wasn't jerked out of recharge. The time it took for his systems to boot up properly gave him chance to think about things*
Red says that Smokescreen wants ta talk ta me 'bout what happened. I really don't wanna talk to no one 'bout it. I shouldn't be feeling this way. I'm the one ev'ryone relies on, I can't afford ta be weak.
*vents a sigh and looks around. He can see Trailbreaker and Silverbolt snuggled up close to one another on what looked like two berths pushed together. He immediately looked for Red Alert, partly disappointed when he couldn't see him*
Can't expect him ta sit 'round an' wait fer me ta wake up... he needs his own rest too.
*he couldn't see Wheeljack or Ratchet, but he didn't think that was a bad thing. Mechs needed the rest after everything they'd had to do to get him and Trailbreaker stable and ready for their new limbs*
*jerks online, struggling briefly to remember where he was. Glancing around, he realises that he's in medbay, and he can move. Venting a soft sigh, Inferno sits up slowly, looking around. He could see Trailbreaker on a berth close by, the missing plating all the more apparent in the low level lighting*
Frag... *scrubs a hand over his optics and opens a personal log*
I don't ever wanna go through that again. Didn't even cross my mind that they'd come after the likes a me. Trailbreaker I can understand, but me? Well, it's done an' in the past now I guess. Just gotta wait fer Ratchet and Wheeljack to find the materials to replace my leg.
It... it's taking me a while ta remember where I am. First time I onlined after we got back, I nearly hurt Ratchet. Fer a moment, I thought he was Scrapper. *shudders* Don't doubt they'll have us talkin' ta Smokescreen once we're kicked outta medbay. Dunno what I'd say ta him. Guess until I'm outta here an' rechargin' properly... Keep expecting ta wake up and see Scrapper over me. Or Hook.
Not that I'm gonna tell Red that. I know he's been watching what's goin' on down here, and I've done mah best ta let everyone know I'm okay. But... I don't know if I am okay. That's a strange thing ta say, especially fer the likes a me. I ain't one ta be scared of nothing. But frag if I weren't scared outta my processor watching Scrapper dismantle Trailbreaker an' not being able ta do a thing about it. And then when he started in on me...
*saves and closes the entry, not knowing quite how to put his thoughts and feelings into words. Subspacing the datapad, he lets his optics drift down the berth towards his missing leg*
*a red fire engine rolls down the road slowly, sirens quiet*
Okay, so once Red finally let me outta my room, I get to go see Ironhide and he tells me I'm on patrol all day today. Not that I mind patrolling, a mech likes ta be useful ya know? But I'm sure I've done something ta upset Red an' I've got no idea what I've done. Mebbe I can find something on my patrol ta give ta him. Like Spike gives Carly flowers when he's done somethin' wrong. Somethin' ta get Red ta forgive me.
Or at least lock me in his quarters with him.
*sighs* Wish I knew what I kept doing wrong, that's all. Seems like everythin' I do at times it wrong an' I can't do nothin' right. Then other times, it seems like I do everything exactly like Red wants me ta.
*sensors pick up a minor heat source and he changes direction to head towards it* Finally, some action!
Really gotta go drag Red outta that security office a his. I ain't seen him since the battle really. I mean, I know he's been watchin' me. Only way ta explain how he really knew I were injured. I know he were watching those security cameras.
'Sides... I need ta make sure he's takin' care a himself. And he needs ta check that I'm all in once piece *leers*
*After making his way off Skyfire and thanking the jet for the ride, Inferno headed for his quarters, bypassing the medbay, intent on just cleaning off the glue he'd been inadvertantly splattered with. Really, the wounds scoring his chassis weren't that bad. Not with the pain sensors off in those areas. All he wanted to do was not be so sticky and maybe grab a bit of recharge*
Well if that weren't a turn up.. There was all are, making our way back home when Red stops and says he's got Megatron on his sensors.
Tell ya what, I weren't half looking forward to giving him a piece o' my processor. No one, but no one hurts Red and gets away wit' it!
Got him down on tha ground and all foamed up. Perceptor's got this new foam that hardens. It sure does work! Completely covered him and stopped him. Then Beachcomber goes and surprises us all. Dang.
So now him and his... well.. whoever that other energy signature Red picked up... they're down in the brig. I think Wheeljack and Perceptor are gonna work on getting him outta that foam.
Meanwhile, I gotta date with a certain Security Director who promised ta help me clean off all this duct tape...
Then I might have to go to the med bay because I swear on ma spark that there's a bit o' tape that's gotten itself wrapped around a wire I really don't think it should be wrapped around..
Well things look ta have calmed down now... Beachcomber and Ratchet are back after having disappeared somewhere... Red overheard most a what they were sayin' but he ain't gonna tell me...
Wheeljack and Bluestreak have disappeared now.. prob'ly ta find Perceptor... ain't seen him all evenin' O'course, I been too concerned with Red ta notice much else..
This whole idea of gettin' him out here ta settle him down a bit ain't workin' as well as I'da hoped... least I got him ta recharge for now....
