WHERE'D *HE* GET A MEDICAL LISCENCE?

Blurr is still waiting to be repaired. He has been
cleaned,and is shining blue. However, he is still fairly
dented, his windsheild is still shattered, and his chest is
open, where a device of somesort is supplying him with
energon. However, his optics are still dim, and he lays
fairly still.

Candice enters the medical recenter to check up on one
patient in particular. She silently walks over to a certain
repair table and glances upwards. "Blurr?" she calls
quietly...

Blurr's head turns slightly, and he smiles, his voice is
fairly slow, for Blurr, and subdued. "HelloCandice.
HowAreYouDoing?"

Candice gives Blurr a small wave in greeting as she flickers
a glance for one of the human sized stools. "Alot better
than yesterday," she answers. "What about you?"

Blurr can't get up,
"I'mFunctioningThat'sAboutAllThereIsToItForNow."

OOC: Blurr says, "help help, i fell in a mudslide and i
can't get up!"

Candice pulls over one of the aforementioned stools and
climbs up on a nearby table. "That's alot better than not,"
she offers if only a bit lamely. "Sorry we didn't get to do
much exploring..."

Blurr gives her a sad smile, "We'llGoSomeOtherTimeIPromise."
He frowns, "MostOfMyMotarSkillsAren'tResponding."

Candice settles in her seat and looks over Blurr's batted
form. "You're paralyzed then?"

Blurr smiles sadly, "SomethingLikeThat." It must be torture
to the Autobot, who is used to whizzing from place to place
at high speeds, to know be restrained to a mere table,
unable to do anything except move his head.

Candice offers. "Anything that you need...that I can get
you?"

Blurr smiles, and sighs, wishing he could think of
something, but finally just says, "JustSomeCompany."

Candice nods in understanding. "Must be frustrating to be in
here like this.

Blurr opens his mouth, and then shuts it...a rare sight
indeed. "YouCanSayThat." He smiles at her,
"ThankYouForComingThough."

Candice shrugs. "I was...in the general area," she comments
with a grin and then states slowly, "I had to
come see how you were...see if you were alright."

Blurr smiles, "YouDid'tHaveToCome." Apparantly, the thought
of blaming her for his condition has not crossed his mind.
"HowIsTom?"

Candice answers, "Tom? He's been working on some projects as
of late. Being a bit quiet. But...he usually is that way I
suppose. Also been out exploring. This is a new experiance
for him, living here. But he's adjusting I think."

Blurr nods slightly, "I'mGladHe'sDoingWell." He frowns, not
able to see her too well,
"Don'tSupposeICanGetYouToUseMeForAChairCouldI?
MyNeckServosAreALittleDamaged."

Candice smiles to herself and starts climbing down the table
she had been on. "No problem. Hang a sec." She reaches the
ground and pushes the stool over to the messanger's table
instead and starts climbing up. "You know...you guys do make
pretty good recliners."

Blurr grins at her, watching her climb up.
"We'llHaveToFindANewThinkingSpot."

Candice carefully pulls herself up on Blurr's arm. She's
careful to avoid the mess his chest had become. "Have any
ideas?

Blurr shakes his head, "NoI'mAfraidNot.
NotAnywhereCloseAtAnyRate."
Candice settles on Blurr's shoulder so he actually doesn't
have to strain himself. "I know that area ment alot to you."

Candice is sitting on the shoulder of a paralyzed-and-on-a-
med-table Blurr

Blurr is still waiting to be repaired. He has been
cleaned,and is shining blue. However, he is still fairly
dented, his windsheild is still shattered, and his chest is
open, where a device of somesort is supplying him with
energon. However, his optics are still dim, and he lays
fairly still.

Prime's Trailer seems to come to life....
Prime's Trailer slowly raises its claw and swivels it
around, beginning to take the weapons that are still mounted
in the ready position down....

Candice flickers a glance over to the movement within the
corner. Seems as if Prime's accessories are awakening. She
notices Blurr's inquiry and states, "Prime's trailer
doing...something..."

Prime's Trailer continues its work, taking down the missile
batteries....then moving to disassemble the laser battery.

Candice moves herself over on the Autobot's shoulder if only
slightly...since Blurr's having a bit of trouble keeping eye
contact with his surroundings. She flickers a nother glance
to the trailer as something pords her ever so slowly.

Prime's Trailer gives no intention of being aware of the
others......no sign of greeting, nor any sign of
acknoledging them. Slowly the laser battery continues to be
disassembled....right up until its all packed away. The
examination table then swivels around to an upright position
and the claw arm stops moving again.....

Candice watches as Swoop takens a sudden leave. Hmm...must
have been called out on an emergency. Seems to happen quite
often around here. She looks over the the trailer once more
and blinks. Her gaze then falls on Roller. Then something
seems to click. "Blurr," I'll be right back alright?" she
states while scrambling off of his shoulder onto his arm.

Blurr smiles, and chuckles weakly,
"Don'tWorryI'mNotGoingAnywhere." he then sighs.

Candice makes her way off of the tabvle, onto the stool, and
eventually back to the floor. She leaves the stool where it
is and begins to approch the commander's trailor. Now...how
to address it...er...him...or whatever. "Uh, hi..."

Prime's Trailer gives no indication of any sort of
response......

Candice sighs and looks over to Blurr's medtable. Sheesh,
Roller's easier to address. He at least has a name. "I know
you have repair capability. So...you wouldn't mind haveing a
look-see at Blurr would you?"
Prime's Trailer still dosen't move...
Candice takes a few steps closer. "Uh...hello?

The trailer suddenly comes to life, the claw arm swiveling
upwards and then towards Candice. It deploys a scanner that
emits a green light which starts to trace over her.

Candice jumps back and emits a small cry of suprise at
first...and then settles as she's scanned. "I...don't bite,"
she offers.

Prime's Trailer keeps scanning Candice...then slowly
retracts the claw arm back to its original spot, a small
computer display on a moniter reading....

Target of organic composition. Unit unable to effect
repairs...

Blurr tries to tilt his head to see what's going on, but
still can't.

Candice watches as the arm pulls back and rests itself
within it's orginal position as the scanning ceases.
Thinking this odd she glances within the opened trailer. Her
gaze falls upon the small transformer sized computer
terminal within. She's not fluent within Cybertronian but
she does know the alphabet and some of the words. It takes
her a few minutes to read what's written on the display. But
she does eventually. "It scanned when..." She muses for a
moment and steps away. She walks over to Roller...wondering
if he's awake. "Roller...are you...online?" Hard to say.

Roller bleeps once as his camera/optic slowly extends out.

Candice takes that as a yes. "Blurr's paralyzed right now
and can't move due to injures he aquired yesterday. I know
Prime's trailer can repair him but...I don't know how to
direct the traler over to Blurr. Since you know the trailer
more than I do...could you help?"

Roller swivels his camera/optic over towards the trailer and
seems to fall completely silent. At the same time....the
claw arm comes to life again and swivels around to look at
Roller. The two appear to stare at each other for a long
time......

Candice watches from where she's standing...understanding
the 2/3 of Prime must be merely communicationg with one
another as part of the mond the trio shares.

Blurr tries once again to look to see what's happening, but
sighs again. No luck.

Prime's Trailer finally swivels its arm around and begins to
move slowly on its tires....the trailer starting to crawl
towards Blurr's medtable....

Candice looks over towards the smaller of prime's
extentions. "Thanks, R2," she says, patting his front
gently. "Blurr," she calls out, "I think the trailer section
is going to have a look at you..."
Blurr tries to see the trailor, "TakeALookAtMe?"

Prime's Trailer continues rolling....right up until its
right next to the medtable. Slowly......the clamp extends
out and runs its scanner over Blurr......

Candice nods, although the messanger certaily can't see it.
She bvegins retracing her steps back to Blurr's medtable.
"He can help repair you I think."

Blurr smiles at the trailor, hopeing desperatly to be
repaired soon..

Prime's Trailer finishes its scan....then retracts the
scanner. It deploys a pair of magnetic locks and uses them
to clamp onto Blurr and move him to the table on the
trailer.....

Blurr says, "YipesWhatAreyouDoing!" his optics go dark as
his energon rigup is joted, "AckICan'tSee!"

Prime's Trailer says nothing as it moves Blurr to the new
position. Certainly not one of the medics with a good
bedside manner.....it then proceeds to move the energon
rigups to a more stable position. The claw then rotates and
sports an array of manipulator arms and rigging....which
proceeds to poke and prod at the latches of the armor around
Blurr's chest.

Most of Blurr's main cicuitry is screwed up, much of it
smashed. Only through the juryrigged apparatus attached to
his chest is he able to remain functional. His windshield is
shattered, and he has several large dents in his hull.

Prime's Trailer proceeds to use the manipulator arms and
tiny torches to remove the mess inside...piece by piece.
Suprisingly.....despite not having moved to take out any
pain sensors....there is no pain.....

Candice stands beside Roller now...watching the goings on
rather quietly. "How's it going in there, Blurr?"
Blurr says, "I'mNotSureHe'sRemovingThingsAckI'mBlindAgain!"

Prime's Trailer continues to mutely remove the damaged
circuitry and toss them into a growing pile. Finally it
stops....and an extra compartment opens up, revealing
standardized pieces of circuitry from most TF's. It then
proceeds to take these and place them back inside where the
others ones used to be...

Candice takes a step forward. "Try to stay calm. I'm sure it
wouldn't hurt you."

Blurr says, "I'mCalmI'mCa**" and his voice dies as the
Trailor takes out some component.

Prime's Trailer continues to work away, still
slicing....replacing, shifting....moving...pulling. By the
time it finishes with the internal components there's a pile
of damaged circuitry and armor off to the side.....but
Blurr's insides look normal again. With a movement.....it
flicks the switch located near Blurr's throat up inside to
re-set his vocal units and allow the new circuitboards to
configure.

Candice blinkyblinks as she continues to watch. But she
seems confident in the trailor's abilities.

Roller moves at a mental command over towards the area where
mounds of sheet metal are stored. His own manipulator arm
extends as he grabs what he can......and then begins to
transport it over towards the trailer.

Blurr says, "AhThat'sMuchBetter!"

Candice asks, "What happened? Something replaced?"

Blurr says, "ApparantlyBecauseI'mFeelingMuchMuchBetter!"

Prime's Trailer swings its manipulator arm around and takes
hold of the sheet metal Roller brought. Still holding the
sheets, it deploys the small cutting torch and starts to
mold them into what's needed...

Candice smiles at that and then starts to take a seat on the
floor as the surgery continues. "That's good to hear."

Prime's Trailer finally gets the sheets molded
correctly....then deploys them back again, fashioning a
brand new armored chest for the speedy Autobot. On that same
moniter from before, a detailed tech spec of Blurr's body
flashes repeatedly.

Blurr patiently sits there, being prepared. His owns systems
are slowly coming online, but he has to shut them back down
usually, still at very low energon levels.

Prime's Trailer finsishes up, leaving a brand new chestplate
for Blurr. The finishing touch comes in the form of a new
windshield that roller hands over.....and is immediately
applied in place. Finally, the trailer brings up what looks
like a sort of branding iron or something.....to which it
applies a new Autobot symbol.

Candice continues to watch from her vantage point. Nice of
Prime's trailer. She knows Roller has sentience. She can't
help but wonder if the trailer does as well. The plain fact
is...she doesn't know. She would probably have to ask
Optimus in the end. But...not unless the topic had coke up
like it did in the past.

Blurr smiles broadly, and his optics flare to their usual
level. His systems start coming on, one by one, as his own
internal system scans each system, making sure each on is
working correctly.

Candice pulls her legs up to her chest...continuing her
vigil. "Feeling better?"
Prime's Trailer unclips the energon feed and even goes so
far as to apply the magnetic locks on Blurr again and
setting him back on his original medtable. After that...it
slowly begins to roll back to where it was....

Blurr's systems are now all online, and he sits up, his
voice faster than she can understand. His head quirks, and
he resets that,
"AhI'mFeelingMuchBetterHEYLetmeGoAckDon'tLeaveMeHereStrapped
Down!"

Prime's Trailer hears none of Blurr's pleas as it goes back
to the side and slowly shuts down again....

Blurr says,
"LemmeGoI'veBeenHereForAWholeDayJustSittinghereLetMeUpArghHe
lpHelpHelpCandiceHelpMeI'veBeenStrappedDownAndICan'tGetUpThi
sIsIlleagalInSomeStatesI'llHaveYouKnow!"

Candice blinkyblinks as the extention returns to his
previous spot in the center after Blurr has his small
protest of being returned to his table. "Thanks!" She states
up getting up and returning to Blurr's table. "Hey, hold
on," she cries as she reaches the stool. "I'll get them off.
Don't worry."

Blurr doen't feel like holding on, he hasn't moved in a
little over a day!

Candice begins climbing up but has to wait for Blurr to lie
still before even thinking of reaching for the small
controls which would un-clasp the bonds. "Blurr....if you
keep squirming I won't be able to reach them to have them
deactiavted."

Blurr sighs, and stops squriming. "OkOkI'mBeingStillNow!"

Candice ooooooooookays to herself and makes her way on top
of the newly repaired Autobot. She crawls on his torso and
reaches for the clasps of the clamps. She finds what she's
looking for and presses down *hard* on the freeing
mechanism. The upper bonds click once and then fall to the
floor,

Blurr snaps up, glancing at himself, sighing in relief,
"I'mMeAgain!" he pauses, getitng that feeling that he's
making a fool of himself.

Candice had turned around to try and free his legs. Blurr's
sudden movement causes her to roll downward and become
trapped in between his lower limbs. "Hey!" *whump*

Blurr looks at Candice,
"OhI'mSorryYou'reNotHurtAreYouOhI'mSoStupid! AreYouOk?"

After smacking onto the surface of the table the young woman
can be heard uttering a soft groan. "My brusies don't need
reinforcements," she states as she pushes herself into a
sitting position.

Blurr looks very apologetic,
"OhI'mSoSorryIDid'tMeanToIGotCarriedAway!"

Candice rubs her shoulder and stiffles a small wince. "You
can...reach the other bond can't you?

Blurr reaches over, flippingthe last bond off.
"YesIcanI'mFineNowThankYouCandice!" He offers her a hand to
help up, if she wants it.

Candice pauses for a moment, trying to will her abused
muscles to cease screaming at her. After a moment's more
hesitation, probably caused by a small flair of her hip, she
crawls into Blurr's hand. "Thanks," she breaths. "You must
have been a bit anxious for a moment there..."

Blurr nods quickly, "ICanMoveAgain!" as if that explained it
all, "ButDon'tWorryItWon'tHappenAgain!"

Candice hopes that he doesn't. After all that she's been
through the past few days her body simply wouldnt't be able
to handle much more. "So...what now? or...do you have to
wait for one of the medics to clear you?"

Blurr shakes his head, "NoI'mFineNowAndFitForDuty!" He
glances at the trailor, and then back to Candice,
"AndIThinkThatPrimeKnowsThatKnowButI'llInformHimTheNextTimeI
SeeHim!"
Candice smirks at that thought. "Glad you're feeling a bit
better. No one likes being couped up." She shifts in her
seat a little with a grimace. "I better head back to my room
now, though. I'm not feeling so well."

Blurr's face falls a little, worried that he's hurt her,
"WouldYouLikeMeToTakeYouBackToYourRoom?"

Candice nods slowly. "If you wouldn't mind..."

Blurr smiles,
"NoIDon'tMindAtAllInFactI'dBeMoreThanHappyToDoSo!"

Candice nods again, this time showing a lilte more or her
weariness. "Thanks...I appreciated it."

Blurr steps outside, transforming, and then taking her to
her quarters, very happy to be mobile once more.