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[show_my_cannons]

[He jerks awake. Immediately, his hand goes to his chest, to the back of his head, fingers scrambling over his human form.]

[Everything is whole. Everything intact. There's no rust, no gaping wounds from Sentinel's weapon. Even the scars remain. His body is breathing, it's moving. Its systems are functioning as well as can be expected. Even his hip and shoulder feel better.]

[That's not right.]

[He hadn't made it out of DC. He'd felt everything go dark, felt his systems crumble away while he tried to fight to stand up, to shoot, to act and not let the inevitable happen. They'd been betrayed -- he couldn't lie down and let it happen. He'd tried, he'd tried with every failing piece of his strength to stay online. But it hadn't been enough.]

[And now he's here. Alive.]

[It feels like he's been gone for years. And it was -- since the battle in Egypt, it had been three years... His eyes rest on the 'gear.]

[For a while, he just sits in silence, staring at it, while gradually realizing there are people here who may be concerned for him. His team... his friends... they're beyond his grasp now. That realization in particular feels like a physical blow, and he has to bow his head and breathe for a few minutes longer before he can pull himself back together. His allies. His leader. Everything he'd fought for, everything he'd tried so desperately to return to, was gone.]

[There is no more going back.]

[Finally... Ironhide picks up his 'gear, and taps out a brief, halting message.]


How long was I out?

Feels like... |

[He leaves the text unfinished, dropping the 'gear in favor of silence and brooding.]



((ooc: Potential spoilers for Dark of the Moon abound in the post and possibly in the comments.))

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[action]

[show_my_cannons]

... Ask if you want.

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

Be righ' back.

[Lottie scurries off, coming back a bit later with Napalm's ball]

One at a time, they said. Here's Napalm.

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

[Ironhide hasn't moved much, if at all. He's actually pulled a blanket around his shoulders.]

... She really going to fit in here?

[action]

[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

[Lottie looks around]

...How big is she again?

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

Twenty-something feet.

[action]

[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

[Lottie just...looks at him]

Thought she was six feet. Guess that 'xplains th'nurses chucklin' at me...

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

You... thought an Onix was six feet?

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

I don' see a lotta 'em!

[Huffy.]

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

Then... who was looking after her?

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

They had her in th'ball, mosta th'time. I think. I was too busy doin' othah stuff t'look aftah her, anyway.

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

... Then I should take her out. See to her.

[action]

[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

Want me t'go see if they'll letcha outta bed in a wheelchair or somethin'?

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

No. I will do it myself.

[action]

[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

Y'mean get th'chair y'self or...?

[Please don't say what she thinks you're gonna say.]

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

My hip stopped hurting. I can walk.

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

Y'sure? Don' wantcha gettin' in trouble with th'nurses.

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

If nothing hurts, then nothing is wrong.

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

Act'ally...

[She sighs]

There ain't a point in arguin', is there?

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[show_my_cannons]

[Not when Ironhide's made up his mind, Lottie.]

[He pushes himself up. And if he shakes a little, it's mostly because he hasn't walked in a very long time.]

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

[Lottie rushes over and moves a chair to where he can grab it. Just in case. She'd offer a shoulder, but....she's five foot three and he's Huge.]

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

[He actually growls -- not really because he's angry with her, but more because he's frustrated. With himself. With this situation. Everything.]

[But he does end up gripping the chair.]

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[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

[Hey, it happens. Lottie keeps an eye on Ironhide, ready to grab...something if he needs help. Thankfully there's a lot of chairs between here and outside]

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

[He pauses in the doorway, gripping it until his knuckles turn white.]

... this body is so weak.

[action]

[daddydothis.livejournal.com]

[Lottie's next to him, making sure he's okay]

Nah, y'just a little rusty, that's all.

[action]

[show_my_cannons]

[Ironhide actually flinches at that word. Rust.]

... Needs to repair itself.