Little checkup
Smokescreen rolled his optics, having heard rumors of the medic’s attitude. He took his seat and shook his helm. “Nothing’s been bugging me at all. No pains, aches, dents, nothing, I swear.”
"Well lets just be positive shall we?" Setting up to scan his internals. After a few moments of silence the initial scan was finished. "Well then, you have now structural damages whatsoever." Holding a servo up before the racer on the medberth could pop back up and vanish. "But! The virus scan is not complete. We must be sure there are no harmful codes in your system before I can let you go."












