Protihex-City state

[DarkXenith]

Jumpstart nodded to Tecton as the mech took his leave, "Good job, mech...seriously - trust me I'm used t' workin' on the fly, heh. Fully appreciate that kinda approach. Seen more saved by that than I can remember. C'mon over when y' got Vibro back on track, I'm gonna need an experienced tech on side t' help out. F' now it's best we take one each, we'll get 'em back on deck quicker that way."[/color]

Quickly sanitising his hands and bringing his onboard tooling fully online, the medic came back over to his patient and offered a reassuring nod and the merest hint of a smile to Volca in process, "Femme, do what ya can. I ain't about t' bust a green-tag f' tryin', jus' listen up, hey? If I say it's not a good idea, it ain't an' you down tools an' do somethin' else, right? Start with pullin' shrapnel an' sealin' leaks, that way we can get the big guy on lines an' know he ain't gonna bleed out on us from hidden damage."[/color]

Although taking charge seemed to come naturally to Jumpstart in these situations, contrary to Tecton's assumption he actually wasn't a command level medic. He'd worked independently, away from the higher caste he'd trained amongst at the academy. He was a hands-on tech from a rough neighborhood. Sure, he'd trained others in the past and he'd worked in team situations before... by dint of that he knew how to handle others and get results and that's what he was set on doing now for the benefit of those in need of care.

Flicking his visor down, the medic turned his attention to Laser, "You ok with us workin' as is or prefer I use isolators? I got a couple've sets on me, don't reckon I got enough analgesics on board t' even take the edge off f' a mech've your build I'm afraid."[/color]

The isolators were relatively old-school kit that relied on a direct connection into a patient's tactile arrays to block the transmission of piezo-electrical impulses from damage sites to the neural network and thus reduce discomfort. Working in the field as he most often did, the medic often employed the older methods as a more direct way of treating the injured.

[Towreck]

~Prothiex- Just Outside the Armory~

Towreck came to a halt once he had found the Armory. It was a basic old building from the looks of it, and he could already tell it was used both by the guards who worked in the Prison a few blocks over, and Civilian usage. It had a faded sign with a basic title of 'Prothiex Weapons and Armory'. Giving a final once over, Towreck transformed and made his way to the door. Upon reaching the door, Towreck gave it a test open. To his dismay and delight, it was locked. Giving a closer look, he saw the door had not been touched or tampered with for a long time, which means any scavengers didn't bother touching the place. Giving a smile, he bent down and found a way to pick the lock. He would worry about replacing the lock later; Now he wanted to look at the weapons.

~Prothiex Weapons and Armory~

Towreck found a switch for the lights and tested it. Sadly, the Generator for this place wasn't running either, which meant he would have to turn it on. Turning on his vehicle lights, he turned for a room marked 'Generator' and walked in.

Towreck came out a few nanos later with a smile, the Generator was still in working order, and only had to be turned on. Coming out into the main room, Towreck's jaw dropped. After all the years the place had been there, asmall, but still big enough for the group they had, amount of weapons were sitting in a display. Looking to his left, there was an open door with a sign stating it was the Armory, one walk inside found Towreck a wall with weapons on them, from explosive grenades to rifles to even a few charges. There were a couple more crates to the side also filled with weapons and ammunition, and off in a side room, was a tool room, filled with tools needed to service, repair, or even rebuild said weapons. "Thank you Primus...I'm in heaven." Towreck just said. He was about to step when he saw a blotch of red out of the corner of his eye.

Turning to his right, he saw what looked to be a sealed off door, right behind a cracked open door that said 'Private- Do Not Enter'. It looked like the sealed door had been there for eons, ever since the beginning of time. Taking a few steps closer he pushed open the door farther enough to see the shape of an insignia on the sealed door that looked vaguely familiar. Once Towreck stepped inside the 'Private' room, he walked up to the door. Lifting up an arm, he wiped the dust away from the emblem. That was when Towreck's mind went blank. There, sitting on the ancient door, was the symbol that was being used to mark his side, who he was loyal to...

It was an Autobot Symbol.

[Laser]

Laser slowly shook his head, closing his great blue eyes. "No need for isolating measures, brother. I am unable to receive pain. I was weaned of it long ago." It was true. Laser felt almost no pain...ever. Years of being the target of thousands of enemies has rendered him tough and numb. He even lacked most of the nerve receptacles at the point of his creation. He readjusted himself, and lie still. "You may begin your work, Jumper. Alert me when you need to work on my spark. 'Tis more of a cavern than a chamber, and I will unlock it for you, retracting the sliding doors."

Beam was practically blind at the moment while she was projecting the screen for the Doctor, but was incredibly curious about seeing Laser's spark. What kind of heart does a creature his size run on? She was also curious as to why Dr. Tecton hadn't taken charge of the situation, even when he had worked on Laser earlier. Above all, she was really glad they had found Jumpstart. With a burly, tough old medic like him, they could really get some on-site work done instead of everyone coming home broken up like this. He wasn't the kind of guy she would sit down and have a conversation with over a bottle of energon (Like Starport), but she would definitely want him watching her back in a fight.

[concentratedrandom]

Walking down the street, Starport realized he didn’t know where Laser had gone. He knew the city and where medical facilities were, but he wasn’t sure if Laser knew. Since he was injured, Starport didn’t know where they could be. Since it was so quiet, sounds echoed and one could tell there were sounds, but Starport couldn’t tell from where or even which direction. Laughing, he turned around to all the Autobots.

“Seems I forgot, does anyone know which way they even went?”

[Cutlass Rebooted]

"Hmm, give me a moment..." Not seeing any direct route up on top of one of the buildings, Cutlass jumps partially up a wall grabbing hold of anything available to pull himself up. Eventually he manages to get himself up onto the roof, standing at the edge he takes out something resembling a spyglass. He looks around through it for a short while until he notices some light.
"Found them! Now to find a way down..." He spots a skylight and breaks through it working his way down through the building picking up a couple of things on his way down. The only thing he didn't find was a key for the front door... Giving it a few good kicks it eventually swings open but with it's rusted hinges it falls straight to the floor, luckily with no one in it's path.
"The medical place is this way..." He heads off leading the way for Starport and the others to follow.
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Volca smiles a little as she prepares to start her work. Having helped Tecton fix the major damage earlier she is quite confident she wouldn't run into any difficulties with her task. She begins working as efficiently as she can.

Tecton was quite far into his task, remaining silent and working quickly. His expression blank as he concentrates on the work, only looking up every so often to check the screen.

[Towreck]

Towreck didn't move. He had been standing there, for the past two minutes, staring at the door in wonderment. He couldn't grasp how old the door was, or how long it even had been kept in secrecy. What secrets could this door possibly hold, that it even included the Autobots, way before their time. All these questions, with the possible answers behind the door.

Towreck immediately scrambled to find a switch or something to open the door. Feeling all around the door, Towreck became frustrated as there was no switch to open the door. He was about to give up untill his hand came across the Autobot emblem again, this time pushing it into the door. Towreck stopped, and stood straight, watching as the emblem sank into the door, looking as if it was going to fall into the other side. Suddenly however, it stopped, and the eyes of the emblem began to glow. The glowing eyes shot out beams, that quickly scanned Towreck's body, before stopping on the Autobot emblem on his shoulder. It lingered before shutting off, leaving everything silent, and Towreck's body completley tense.

Suddenly, without warning, the sound of a thousand gears coming to life after eons of sitting, begin to move the door, splitting it apart. Towreck barley heard the voice that was speaking something in ancient Cybertronian. "Autonomus Roboticus, Welcome..." The voice called from seemingly nowhere. Towreck slightly jumped at the voice, before turning his attention back to the opening door. As it opened, Towreck could make out a tunnel, with a room at the end, and what looked to be a proverb marked on top of the door. Soon, the door had opened far enough for Towreck to enter, and did so.

Looking at the walls of the hallway, Towreck found what looked to be hieroglyphs, Cybertronian writing up and down the wall. Once he finally reached the end of the tunnel, he looked up, seeing the proverb above the opening. Suddenly, he recognized it from something he remembered reading a while go, as the Cybertronian Language was arranged similarly.

"Our circle of life begins on the Great Sphere, but our origins resemble a square...a square that comes from the Cube...." Towreck slowly read. He then stepped into the vast room, and took a look around.

There in the back of the room, looked to be maps and writings in the ancient cybertron language, along with a few strange artifacts mixed in with the maps. On the walls, were more Cybertronian Hieroglyphs, and were taking on some pattern formation on the wall. Turning his attention to the middle of the room, made Towreck do a double take. There in the middle, was a statue. As the base of the statue, There was the Allspark. Standing above the allspark looked to be a robot of great size, and had something in his hand. This piece wasnt apart of the statue, and actually looked real. Then, etched into stone was a saying that was known by all generations; "Till all are one..." Towreck read aloud. Taking a closer look at the statue, Towreck immediatley recognized who it was. He was the maker of the cube, created 'The Thirteen', and derived his name into a title of great respect; He was the original 'Prime' and the holder of all Cybertronian life. The one who deafeated the Chaos-Bringer himself...He was Primus

Towreck's mind began racing, and out of all the questions he had in his mind, the number one thing was;

"What is this thing that Primus is holding?"

[DarkXenith]

OOC: Apologies for delay... damn writer's block ><

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Jumpstart was soon in the thick of repairs on Laser, working quickly and thoroughly on the various, more serious areas of damage from the multiple shrapnel hits the guardian had taken. Cleaning the fluid traces from his hands, the medic took to the task of running in replacement lines in place of those too severely damaged to repair and finished up by feathering the surrounding plate edges ready for cosmetic repair later. Even had Laser been able to feel his ministrations, the medic's unexpectedly light touch would have minimised the distress from the process.

Satisfied that all was in order, he nodded more to himself than to Volca his assistant of the moment, "Well, guess that fixes that issue up for the while at least. On to round two... heh. Let's see 'bout gettin' power levels up somewhere reasonable...mech's got his own onboard nanotech f' repairs...should even out an' kick in given enough juice."[/color]

He paused momentarily to consider the best way to tackle the next stage, what he needed was a good size cache of energon of any quality - the formula could be modified to suit and serve as medical grade easily enough, providing the fuel itself was pure enough. The supply he'd found on site earlier was old stock. Checks had shown it wasn't contaminated, but he couldn't guarantee the quality. For the moment he didn't have an option, he'd have to use it until he could get the facility fully back on track, including the energon refining and distillation equipment.

Venting a low sigh, he offered, "Mech, I got two options.... there's some energon held in stock here, out back. I can't vouch for it though, it's Primus knows how old. Other option's I give ya a boost direct an' use the 'gon to bring you back up even, hopin' it holds the charge before I deal with the nodular damage on the spark-casin'. Should at least get your auto-repair back online that way. You got a preference?"[/color]

Jumpstart could easily run in a direct feed from his onboards to re-energise a patient as he worked without it interfering with his work. It was a trade-off though, a slow trickle feed on a standard build could be maintained easily, but a guardian class would take quite a bit more. He'd only be able to sustain it for a limited period of time.

[Rexacon]

Reaching up the surface, Shadow had wandered his way to the Protihex prison area. Wandering through, he had to get to shelter to recover from his wounds. Having walked through the streets, he stumbled upon a few bots at the entrance. This place seemed like a ghost town, but the bots appear to occupy the area. Walking up towards the entrance of the medical center, he walked inside to see what was there. Shadow looked around as it appeared to be some autobots. Maybe they can help him in top shape, it was the only way as the fight between Kol and the encounter of Wraith has greatly reduce his chances of recovering fully.

"Any bots willing to lend an injured bot some help?"

[Laser]

Laser shook his head slowly at Jumper's question. "I care not which method you utilize, whichever requires the least amount of work and works the fastest will suffice for me." His systems were slowly humming now, and the nanites and symbiotes were twitching online, struggling to begin the self repair process....

Beam took a break from the monitor projection and blinked a few times to readjust her optics. Just as she did so, she saw an unfamiliar bot staring at them from the entrance. "...Um...Hi?"

Laser eyes opened suddenly and darted warily to the entrance. This one hadn't come in with them. He was sure of it. And he hadn't seen him in the iacon battle. It would only make sense that he was identified before he was offered any help.

"State your name, advanced identification, faction, profession and or rank. What is your business here, and how have you come to be so damaged? Lie to us, if you wish us to put you out of your misery. Speak now, brother." And with that, Laser stopped talking and went back to his meditation, listening for the newcomer to begin. He would not threaten or judge someone based on appearance, only warn them of the consequences of betrayal, and request of them a bit of background before he lent a helping hand....as he did with Darkfire not too long ago...

[Towreck]

Towreck slowly reached out for the device being held by Primus. Whatever it was he was holding, had to have some significance to the maps he had spotted near the back. Towreck finally stopped, just mere inches from touching said artifact, weighing in the consequences. "Okay, so I can either grab for this, and turn out everything is fine...or it's a trap and everything in this room disintegrates from touch, and I fall through some deadly pit that could be at the bottom of this floor and die. Hrmmmm...." Towreck stood for a second. He could take the risk, or live with knowing that whatever is in this room, could give them the step up over the Decepticons that they needed. Towreck shut his optics...

...and reached out, grabbing the device from the statue's hands. He stood there for a moment, just waiting for the feeling of his body falling to his doom, before opening one optic, and seeing everything was all good. The only difference he had noticed, was the statues hand wasn't holding out anymore, and was at its side. Towreck opened up his other optic and started to chuckle. "This room....doesn't cease to amaze me..." He said, giving a good laugh before turning his attention to the maps. Towreck walked over and picked them up, looking closley at them. Going through the three pieces of parchment, nothing rang a bell untill he saw the last one. It had looked to led to something like a vault, and it was obvious the vault was deep underground. For some strange reason, only one name had popped in his mind. "...Iota? Why did that suddenly appear, and what would it have to do with these...?" He asked himself, staring more at the maps.

Finally, Towreck took the maps and the few pieces of writing, and set them in his storage compartment. Towreck then took the artifact he found and set it in a empty side holster, and closed it up. Turning around, Towreck took one more look at the room, seeing the other artifacts there and thinking. "I should grab those as well, they may be of importance. I can store them in a weapons locker here untill I can get someone down here....Maybe the Guardian might know what this stuff is." Towreck said, grabbing the last three things in the room and going outside. The metallic door immediately sealed shut behind him, with the emblem resetting itself back into place. Towreck smiled to himself, shutting the door that led to the room behind him, and carrying the three items to a locker, where he placed them in and shut it.

Taking one final look around the armory, Towreck gave a slight smile. "I'll come back for the weapons later...oh the things I can't wait to build. Just gotta bring these things to the others first, see what information I can get..." And with that, Towreck transformed and drove off back to the medical center, ready to share his find with the other fellow Autobots.