Aftermath *Transformers One*

More shinanigens ensue. Dialouge heavy with a little surprise at the end. 

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Koda slumped down into the right seat in the rehab centre's room, glaring at the large mech standing in the doorway. Optimus returned the favour with a narrowed gaze. Between the two, Ratchet, an older medical officer, watched carefully before turning to Koda, his white chrome and red frame moving smoothly across the familiar room.

"So, what are we dealing with today?" Ratchet asked, blocking Koda's view of Optimus so she could focus on the task at hand.

"Snagged my wrist on the transport train," Koda replied, lifting her servo for the medic to inspect, he took a quick scan of it, humming all the while as he poked and prodded at the broken lines gently.

Flicking down a pair of glasses, Ratchet grunted, "You mend this yourself?"

Nodding, Koda raised her free servo, smiling brightly as she revealed her exhaust pipe located on her forearm, "Turns out these can be used for medical emergencies too."

"This mech is unlike those of the High Guard," Nexus murmured, having taken a seat on the spare berth in the medical bay. He watched Ratchet carefully, following his every move, noting his gentle servos and kind words which he whispered as he repaired the torn joints in Koda's wrist, "He cares..." The mostly blue mech looked down at the ground, his servos balling into fists, "He is not like those High Guard soldiers...Ruthless fighters they are."

Onyx lowered himself to the ground, leaving a small perch he'd found on top of two cabinets, "Indeed, it is strange to see, after all this time."

Optimus glanced at the two Primes, thankful that the others had disappeared for the moment. It was far too overwhelming sometimes, with the crowd of Primes bothering Optimus left, right and centre. There was no way he could handle it for a whole vorn, that would be beyond him. He watched the two curiously, their slightly transparent frames towering behind Koda, watched Ratchet's every move with an anxious spark in their optics. At one point, when the medic was removing a heavily damaged piston in the joint, Onyx was quivering nervously, eyeing the gaping hole in Koda's wrist. Nexus had grabbed his brother's shoulder, not bothering to blink as he watched Ratchet install a new one.

Leaning back in his chair, the medic asked, "How does that feel?" He began to clean off a pair of wire cutters and his frame welder.

Rolling her wrist around, the joint hissed softly, Onyx gasped, his wings flaring out in rage, "It's not worked!"

Koda looked up at the softly flickering light before returning her gaze to her servo, nodding in approval, "A bit numb still, but she's working like a charm."

Nexus seemingly melted into the ground in relief, though he coughed through a sigh of relief, "Had me worried for a second there."

Still in his place by the doorframe, Optimus shook his helm, whispering, "Ratchet is a trusted ally, there is no need to question his loyalty."

Onyx and Nexus looked at their little brother and laughed, "Us, worried?! What are you talking about little brother!" Onyx exclaimed with a forced smile.

Stifling a soft laugh, Ratchet rose to his pedes, patting Koda's shoulder as he passed her, "It'll be sore once the numbing agent is out of your system, but take care to not push yourself for a few cycles."

The numbing agent, known as liquid nitrogen; a pale white liquid, was found just 40 cycles ago, it was found to hold cooling or numbing properties, making patchwork or surgeries on Bots' far easier than putting them into stasis for a simple fix and repair. It was a massive innovation in regards to the medical field within Cybertron, allowing medics to help their patients far faster than before. Testing on the agent was still being conducted for carrying bots, but otherwise it was often safe to use in any situation.