Shark just came in from the field, having been damaged by a seeker femme. His chest has a couple of lacerations, plus rifle damage, oh and his chest has been burned too from the leaks in his energon and oil lines. "MEDIC!!" A tired looking ratchet looks up in shock, then sighs "Damn it. Okay, repair bay one!" he note, turning to help Shark into the EMERGENCY building carefully but quickly to begin repairing him "You there, girl!" he shouts to Arcee "Help him!" Shark sits still as he peers at the medic. "Hey no tugging on stuff by the non-medic thank you." Shark frowns and sighs to that, "Fine."