Log Title: Little Fixes Characters: Goth, Deathsaurus, Slugfest, Location: Broadband Radio Date: 3/27/2020 TP: Non-TP Summary: Goth fixes Death's tooth, and Slugfest injured leg. As logged by: Goth
Repair Bay - DHQ - Tarn[]
>> Goth finishes the repairs on Deathsaurus. <<
Goth lets out a huff as he finishes repairing the broken tooth Des had. "There we are.. Do be careful next time." Goth says while placing his hands on his side plating.
Deathsaurus stays very still as Goth deals with his dental work. "Did I lose a fang?" he asks. "If so you can keep it." he offers.
"It was broken, not completely lost.. I've fixed it, no one should notice long as they're not looking directly in your mouth." Goth says with a pointing of his tool. "Everything feeling in place?" he asks as he starts cleaning said tool with a cloth.
A tiny stego hobbles in, very clearly favoring a right front paw, holding it up and whimpering!
Deathsaurus nods "Glad to hear it. I use those often." he strtches. "Good as new. What do I owe you for repairs? I know it was unnecessary." he says.
Goth's ear twitches over as he looks over to see Slugfest and sighs, patting the repair berth, and kneels down to pick up the cassette to help him over. "Ahh you don't need to do that Des, you've done plenty.." He then huffs. "What happened?" He asks Slugfest.
Slugfest yays and is set on repair table. "Tripped and fell! Think are brokened!" he whines.
Deathsaurus nods "Sounds like you're getting called. You need any help?" he asks.
Goth tuts, Slugfest was one of the clumsier ones, wasn't he? He'd click off his pain receptors and get to work checking for breaks, starting to wonder if Soundwave knew just how much trouble Sluggy got into. "Well, if it is, I shall get it repaired." Goth says with a nod. He'd glance over to Des. "I don't mind you hanging around, I do enjoy your company, having others to talk to is.. Nice."
Slugfest bes quiet and still while Goth examines, for the most part. He doesn't need to whimper if he isn't feeling pains.
Deathsaurus nods "Then I will hang around." he says, stretching his wings. "HOw are you doig slugfest?"
"Quite the clumsy one aren't you?" he asks Slugfest, he chuckles as he works.
Deathsaurus 's radio goes off. He looks to his communications. "Slag. Well, Im needed in New Polyhex." He says. "You got everything under control here?"
"Dunno. Maybe people no should leave things on ground to trip over," Slugfest says.
Goth gives Des a thumbs up as he continues working on slugfest. Goth then pauses and sighs. "Agreed.. can't tell you then umber of things I've tripped over."
Deathsaurus heads out to do who knows what to who knows who in New Polyhex. He nods. "Goodnight." with that hea heads on out."
"Nini!" the tiny stego calls after the departing Deathsaurus. He nods at Goth. "Yus!"
Goth waves to Des, before he turns on Slugs pain receptors once more. "Hows that?" He asks.
Slugfest paws the air and doesn't feel pains. "Is ok now," he says.
Goth Nods and finishes replacing the platting. "There we are.. I should honestly look into adding some cushioning to your frame, keep the supports from breaking like that again." He'd muse tapping his chin.
The tiny stego looks up at Goth. "OK!" he says. He curls up on the med bed and enters recharge.