"Really wish I'd invested in some carabiner clips the first time around..."
Grunting out a thanks for the hand-lift, she aims for the source of that leak first, somewhere nearly under his right arm. Her goal may be to get the debris first, but clearing out the source of that wound.
Pulling on her gloves - some of their fluids weren't exactly protein-friendly - Mikaela nodded up toward the shiny-wet panels up on his side.
"Up here. Lift you arm up if you can, and gimme as much room as possible."
Even as she gives the order- no longer requests, unconciously mimicing her old, green mentor - she's already wiggling hands into the largest joint seam, eyeing Optimus' shrapnel-peppered internals.
"Ugh. You weren't kidding. This is gonna sting."
It's all the warning he gets before she starts plucking at the largest bits of scrap.
no subject
Grunting out a thanks for the hand-lift, she aims for the source of that leak first, somewhere nearly under his right arm. Her goal may be to get the debris first, but clearing out the source of that wound.
Pulling on her gloves - some of their fluids weren't exactly protein-friendly - Mikaela nodded up toward the shiny-wet panels up on his side.
"Up here. Lift you arm up if you can, and gimme as much room as possible."
Even as she gives the order- no longer requests, unconciously mimicing her old, green mentor - she's already wiggling hands into the largest joint seam, eyeing Optimus' shrapnel-peppered internals.
"Ugh. You weren't kidding. This is gonna sting."
It's all the warning he gets before she starts plucking at the largest bits of scrap.