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No Air Part 2Ratchet smirked at his handy work. The green mech admitted he doubted that he could do it, but the results lying on the berth was proof enough. The low hum of the smaller silver mech’s system was literally music to his audio receptors. He ran a few more scans before he left the make-shift med-bay to tell his leader the good news. Everyone had taken Jazz’s death harshly, but Optimus Prime felt most of the burden. It was his job as leader to watch out for each of them; Ratchet sighed. He hoped this new development would cheer up their leader. After all not many mechs make it back from the matrix; Jazz himself was a rarity. Ratchet sliNo Air Part 2
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I thought it was a beautiful piece. I can understand the difficulties of writing those two, but in the setting you gave them, I think it was perfect!
And thank you! ^^
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