#sigmabonded

jazz: my kids now.

*later*

jazz: sentinel is a bully to me and the twins

ultra magnus probably: my kids now.

you're disowned

Leadership can come from the least expected of places.

{ Rocket makes me smile a lot ooc all the time and writes multiple characters beautifully in addition to sharing pictures and info and being one of the first wonderful people I interacted with after making this blog!! So here is an art of your latest boi, inspired by this post because intimating serious smiling at youngins is really soft and good I love him

[innocent whistling]

     Along with medical equipment, the storage in Ratchet’s back serves as space for other useful things. Take the access codes provided by Jazz to Cybertron’s Central Infirmary, for example. Rather than discarded, the card had been stored away, because another bot he knew was still under careful monitoring, and the doctor is not fond of going through channels for permissions to check on individuals in person. Which he has, soon after returning to their planet again-- under better circumstances than the last time, without the threat of arrest or fighting a Decepticon.

     Upon locating the correct room, the medic soon stood near Ultra Magnus’ right side. His back shielding shifted downward, forming a substitute for a chair, and he sat quietly for a klik or two, debating on whether or not to speak. Omega and Arcee had not mentioned remembering of any of his quiet talking at them when they were in a similar state, but that did not necessarily mean it had been pointless.

     “... I don’t know if anybot’s already been keeping you updated-- unfortunately, I do not have a lot of details myself, since I’ve only been home twice recently.” And some of the details he does know, he is not sure he should share. His irritation would surface through personal opinion if he were to mention a certain Prime’s methods and ambitions to take over the other’s role. He should try to speak of more positive events, not negative ones.

     “Jazz has visited and helped us on Earth a while. Seems to find it fascinating, and he enjoys some of the human’s musical genres,” Ratchet mused, voice remaining lower in volume than usual. “Arcee’s regained her original memory. Even I’d grown to doubt she ever would, but she has. Not easily, but that’s a story for later...”

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