It was dark and quiet in MedBay; understandable as it was 3:27am. No sane mech would dare make noise at this hour, while Ratchet was trying to sleep.
Red was stretched out on a table, still under repairs after the Negavator fiasco, having been put offline while his sensors were fixed. He was awake now, though, and unable to fall back asleep, thoughts plaguing him.
The door opened, and a form made its way quietly to his side, sitting down. A hand slipped in his, offering support.
Red smiled at his presence, drowsily, worries fading, falling into a peaceful sleep.
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Date: 2006-04-18 06:00 am (UTC)Red was stretched out on a table, still under repairs after the Negavator fiasco, having been put offline while his sensors were fixed. He was awake now, though, and unable to fall back asleep, thoughts plaguing him.
The door opened, and a form made its way quietly to his side, sitting down. A hand slipped in his, offering support.
Red smiled at his presence, drowsily, worries fading, falling into a peaceful sleep.