"We can certainly do that, then. Had any issues since the last one? Aches? Tension?" First Aid moved in, visor brightening in a combination of concern and professional focus and plugged in while he glanced at Cliffjumper, "and you? I hope your hand haven't been giving you any problems."
Looking up from where he'd been leaning against an empty circuit slab, Cliffjumper grinned and shook his helm.
"Nah. Was rather gonna try and get that prohibition withdrawn. Think my hand's repaired enough."
"I'll have a look," First Aid said, politely enough. There was, however, a slight change in shade to his visor. All the medics on the Ark currently knew very well that Cliffjumper was among the mechs that'd try to get his permit into the targeting range back as soon as possible.
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Date: 2014-06-25 04:58 pm (UTC)Looking up from where he'd been leaning against an empty circuit slab, Cliffjumper grinned and shook his helm.
"Nah. Was rather gonna try and get that prohibition withdrawn. Think my hand's repaired enough."
"I'll have a look," First Aid said, politely enough. There was, however, a slight change in shade to his visor. All the medics on the Ark currently knew very well that Cliffjumper was among the mechs that'd try to get his permit into the targeting range back as soon as possible.