Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm
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Bio Update:
- Sky Shadow (??? Transformer, Unknown) – An alias used by a spy in the Cybertron Army, no one knows who Sky Shadow really is. All that is known is that he or she has managed to send several classified files to Nemesis Convoy, and continues to send the Destron Leader information.
Part 17.0: Injustice is Served
Chapter 150
"Aren't you done yet?" Lori complained as First Gunner ran the scanner over her once again. "What could you possibly find that you didn't find the last 20 times?"
"Impatience is no excuse for not being thorough," the Medic replied. "I'm trying to make sure I'm getting all the information correctly."
"Something wrong?" Coby asked from where he was waiting.
"Well, if the readings I am getting are correct, we've finally found a place where Terraformer Theory is completely incorrect," First Gunner answered.
This was something Coby didn't expect. First Gunner had helped him predict all the possibilities a Terraformer could produce. If there really was something that both of them hadn't thought of, it was worth investigating. "Care to elaborate?" he requested.
First Gunner nodded, "Of course. First off, your sparkling is a boy, just so that you know. Secondly, his rate of development is fluctuating, rather than progressing at a steady rate. This will probably die down as Lori's pregnancy continues. Furthermore, he's developing more like a Transformer than a Human. His spark is being contained inside a fleshy envelope inside Lori's womb that has similar properties to a Tranformer female's carrying chamber. His Human form is wrapped around his spark in a form of energy rather than matter. This is both good and bad. Good, in that Lori will give birth like a Transformer, regardless of what form she's in, and bad in that if that envelope prematurely breaks, your son will die a rather explosive death due to how much mass is being stored as energy."
Lori gulped, "How often have such things happened?"
"Rarely," the Medic told her. "99 percent of the time, the femme survived, and was able to carry again. The reason why is because a femme's carrying chamber is made from the same type of metal as a spark casing, 'solid spark energy', or-" Lori's eyes shot up in surprise at the word First Gunner used. She never knew that that was where a specific Seibertronian curse word came from. "A bio-metallic form of the metal is currently coating your entire womb, and makes up the envelope of flesh your son is in. You shouldn't have anything to worry about, so long as you don't put any sharp objects in there, and by sharp, I mean something as sharp as Master Galvatron's blade, so you and Coby can still have your fornication under the consent of the king, and don't try to say you weren't going to ask. Everyone does."
"Are you done yet? Can I put my clothes on now?" Lori asked, her face beet red. She understood that she had to be nude for First Gunner to run the scans, but the cold examination table was starting to get to her.
"Go ahead," he nodded.
"I don't know, Lori. I kind of like what I see," Coby chuckled.
She stuck her tongue out at him as she grabbed her clothes and started dressing, "Too bad. I'm cold." She had barely finished putting her clothes on when he wrapped his arms around her.
"Maybe I should warm you up," he whispered in her ear. Lori instantly felt a lot warmer.
"Would the two of you mind leaving first?" First Gunner requested. Laughing, they thanked him for his help and left, walking hand in hand through the Sky Dome. Sighing, the Medic went to the adjoining room to see his next patient, Galaxy Convoy. "All right, Soushireikan. Lay down and let's look at that gash."
Galaxy Convoy did as he was told, waiting patiently as First Gunner completed his scans, "How much longer?"
"Thanks to Coby, about 20 hours more and you'll be running at full," the Medic replied. Coby had really helped him with the operation, using his small hands to repair damages that would have had to heal on their own otherwise. The Human had literally cut months off of Galaxy Convoy's recovery time. "You could even go to the celebration tonight if you wanted."
"I was hoping to avoid giving another speech," Galaxy Convoy grumbled slightly. After they founded the Alliance one year ago, they had made the day they signed the Galactic Constitution a galactic holiday: United Festival. Plans had already been made to celebrate the first anniversary of the Alliance's creation, including a large party involving most of Planet Seibertron, and a mandatory speech by every member on the Alliance Council, a decision that had been 'conveniently agreed upon' while he was in the Med Bay. "I also suppose that means I will have to take part in the dance?"
"Of course," First Gunner answered. "You could always ask Tsunami, I'm sure she would enjoy going with you." Galaxy Convoy glared at the suggestion. "I don't mean to pry or push you, Soushireikan, but you don't know a damn thing about this sort of thing. No offense. I'm just trying to help."
"None taken, and you're right," Galaxy Convoy said. "But how do I ask her? I don't even know where she is?"
"Live Convoy could help you. As for how, I would suggest talking to Coby and Lori. They're staying here on Seibertron till the festival is over," the Medic suggested.
A frown crossed the Cybertron Commander's face, "I'll have Backguild triple security then. It would be an opportune moment for Nemesis Convoy to try something. And with the two of them at the party, I doubt they'd be able to get away to 'call for backup'."
