Pretty sure he's dreaming, this /can't/ be real...

[memorial_wing]

Who: Thundercracker and OPEN
What: Come meet the newbie?
Where: The main hospital
When: Following this
Warnings: TC being a wounded, distrustful grouch

Wing, Bulkhead, and Jadewing have managed to get their not!trinemate to come in out of the cold, having dragged his busted-up carcass to the nearest Gate, and from there to the hospital. First thread is reserved for Knock Out to come do the actual repair work. After that, he's open for encountering as he sits in the exam room contemplating his life or maybe as he's tottering for the exit, or anywhere in between. The former guard dog gladiator is more lost puppy than trained Doberman right now.

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[memorial_wing]

"Among other things…"

Thundercracker holds still as Knock Out works the collar off - snipping the metal, disabling the wiring and circuits underneath that have buried themselves deep into the Seeker's systems. He shudders as the last bits of the hated thing slide free and it's dropped in his lap. He picks it up in one hand, looks at it . . . and /crushes/ it in both hands into a small of a wad of twisted metal as he can manage before throwing it across the room. (Sorry, doc…he'll go retrieve it later if you want him to. He just really needed to do that.)

He listens to the next comments, snorting at the last. "Par for normal for a slave, doc. I've lived like this I can't tell you how long. But . . . " He huffed a heavy vent of air. "If you'll take care of at least some of it, I'll be grateful, sir."