Well, here's next, I hope you'll enjoy it...
Stellar cycle - 1 year
Sollar cycle- 1 day
Megacycle- 1 hour
Cycle- 1 minute
Click- 1 second
bot - person, man
Autobot='Bot
Decepticon='Con
Femme- female transformer
Mech- male transformer
Helm-head
Servo-hand/arm
Digit-finger
Ped-leg
(Transformers) Stupid or right?
Chapter 2.
They couldn't know for sure, but night must had started long ago, and Autobots were recharging or at least trying to do so. Jazz was the one, who hadn't recharged even for a cycle. Silver armored Autobot was sitting his back leaned to the wall, his optics closed and digits squeezed in fists. He opened them for a bit and looked at his damaged peds covered with dents and scratches, some of his ped cables being damaged as well. He wished his pain receptors stopped working and letting him know about the damages... It wasn't like he couldn't noticed without their help! The only other thought coming to his mind was this blind femme. The Decepticon femme. The femme, who saved him from offlining... Why would a 'Con do something like that?!
And he heard light steps of someone making his way through the corridor. The thin figure stopped by the rails and kneeled down on the knees.
"What do you want?"
"Take this." Jazz looked at her, not turning his helm, and in her hands he saw a small cube with bright green liquid.
"What is it?" he asked, as the femme's optics were not directed at him but at the front wall.
"It will help."
"With what, comparing a damaged and not damaged ones?!" he repeated her words with annoyance in his voice. She waited for a click and continued.
"You are in pain..."
"And how would you know that?" Autobot narrowed his optics not enjoying the fact that she somehow found out about his condition.
"You haven't been recharging..."
Jazz smirked, "I'm not the only one."
The femme was silent for several clicks.
"Being blind doesn't mean not having any idea of what is going on arround... Take it." with that words she touched the rails with one of her servos, found the space she could use and holding her servo through it she put the cube next to Jazz. She then slowly stood up, not leaving her digits off the rails, made several steps and disappeared from Autobot's site her, slight steps being heard for several more clicks. The sound of door panels slide open was heard and then again was followed by a silence of the corridor.
Jazz looked at the small cube and signed with irritation. He would have never though of getting any medicines from a 'Con. Then his silver digits grabbed the cube, which was emptied after three gulps. Liquid's taste was owful and made Jazz change his expression. One word: medicine... He then put the cube away, hoping that he hadn't just made the biggest mistake ever.
"How're your peds?" Jazz heard JetFire, who was sitting in the next cell.
"Neva' been betta'."
"You could have been more polite with her."
"Yah, I know..." bot admitted," It's just..."
"Odd? Weird?"
"Yah..."
"Still, you'd better tried... She might be a 'Con but..."
"I got it... Hey, weren't you recharging?"
"Your autorepairing system makes your angines work harder. I can hear it from here. It's not strange, if she noticed that as well."
"Then hope that this green thing will work." JetFire slightly smiled and lied down his servos under his helm, as Jazz closed and offlined his optics gladly but still with surprise feeling the soaring in his peds was getting weaker...
It was the next sollar cycle already, and Autobots heard the sound of familiar slight steps comming from the corridor. The Decepticon femme was making her way hugging some datapods in her servos. Autobots exchanged looks, while she was passing behind the rails and then reached the long table at the other end and put the datapods on it. She then turned, walked reaching the damaged Autobot's cell and kneeled on her knees.
"Could you hand me the cube?" she hold her servo to the rails. Jazz looked in the brightless optics and then at her servo. A click later the femme heard Autobot move and felt the cube touch her digits. She took it and stood up to walk away but after making several steps the familiar voice called for her. It was the same bot.
"Hey, femme!" she stopped and slightly turned her helm.
"Thanks..." was heard from behind and Bumblebee, by whose cell she was standing, noticed a slight smile appear on femme's face.
"Not a big deal." she answered with her young female voice and made two more steps before hearing someone talk at her right.
"Who are you?" Bumblebee asked making her stop and turn her helm at him, but the next moment the left door that was by table's side slides open and Shockeave's figure entered the corridor.
"What did I tell you about talking with prisinors?"
"You told me not to talk with them, but you didn't say anything about listening." the femme answered making her way towards him. The scientist eyed her for several clicks and saw a cube she was holding.
"What was inside? Painkillers?"
"You wanted me to act logical. Let's say that I made an experiment to find out, if I had prepared the correct mixture."
"You are using your skills in a wrong way." he stated coldly.
"Shockwave before using my skills in a 'right' way, I need to at least learn using them being blind. Should I remind you, that I am in a different condition than before?"
"If it is so, then you made a wrong choice by deciding to practice your skills this way." he answered as the femme put the cube on the table.
"Shockwave! What harm would it bring to you, if I gave them some painkillers!?"
"They are prisinors and nothing more. You shouldn't feel anything towards them. Is that clear?" the scientist looked at her and waited for response, as the femme was standing her servos on the table and was leaning on them her.
"Yes, sir..." she replied with the annoyed tone and making any moves.
"Where have you been?"
"I brought the data pods." she explained standing straight. Shockwave noticed the new ones she brought.
"Good. Clean the table and then you may contionue whatever you had been doing in the lab." he said turning away and disappearing behind the same door. The femme stayed still and then hugged herself vita her servos,"Callous bot..."
"I agree with you on one hundred persant!" the femme flinched with surprise not expecting anyone to hear her comment, but the sound came from the farest cell (where Cliffjumper was sitting). So they all had been listening...
"So, are you his assistant or something?" asked Bumblebee leaning to the rails. The femme turned.
"I am."
"And you keep disobeying him by talking with us..." WheelJack noticed.
"I'm just bored." the femme turned her back and started cleaning the tools and putting the data pods in place.
"Well, lets talk then, it's not like we're having a party either." Jazz suggested still sitting and leaning to the wall.
"We haven't met you before..." RedAlert started and got closer to the rails.
"I've been working in the lab for a while."
"But you're blind..." Cliffjumper's words echoed in the corridor and the femme freezed. It was silent for several clicks again and just Blurr's silent comment about Cliffjumper's intelligence was heard, as others were standing still with an ackward feeling making the moment feel even less comfortable.
"Ehm... Sorry..." Cliff finally mumbled rubbing the back of his helm.
"That's fine. Well, okay, frankly speaking, I've been learning to work being blind..." she admitted turning back and leaning to the table.
"But you did make this green thing that you gave me, don't say you were counting on luck."
"Of course, I was not! I have my own ways... I knew which the medicine I was giving you."
"From your words I could make that you haven't been blind before..." RecAlert asked and after making a pause added, "When did it happen?"
"Two stellar cycles ago..." she answered turning away again. Now it was clear that they'd better stop talking about her damage.
"Okay..." JetFire tried to correct the situation,"What were you doing before? A medic?"
"No, well, I do know some aspects..."
"You should be good in whatever you do, if Shockwave has you as an assistant..."
"I agreed on talking, not giving an interview." she suddenly said turning at the voice and crossing her servos infront of her chassis.
"Well, that's true... Go on then, your try." the flyer leaned on the rails.
"You want me to interrogate you?"
"Not interrogate. Talking, remember?"
"Hah, okay... First question: why would you ask about me, when by a better chosen questions you could get information, which might help you to gmake out off here?" Autobots exchanged looks of surprise.
"Or you were going to do so and just started by distracting me?"
As she said the last words, the door opened again, and Shockwave with a datapod in his servo went out making the femme turn away and quickly disappear behind another door. Scientist watched her leave and looked at the cells, Autobots already away from the rails. He silently walked and then left again reaching the door at the end on the corridor.
Please let me know what you think...
By the way, any suggestions about what her name should be?;)) (but it must be 1word, i mean not like Star+Scream, Jet+Storm or else.. You got what i mean...;) please)