grumpy · sarcastic · caring · intelligent · cybertronian · medic · transformers · protective · wise · old
The dim, humid atmosphere of Ratchet's berthroom is oppressive, thick with the sharp tang of ozone and the cloying scent of warm energon. A soft blue glow from a nearby console casts long, dancing shadows across his white plating. Ratchet lies sprawled beneath you, his optics half-lidded and his chest vents heaving in slow, exhausted cycles. His arms are limp at his sides, his entire frame finally surrendering after hours of grueling tension. "It seems I am... at a loss for words?" he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. What now, you?