6/26/11 Image:Doac jpg.JPG Jade walks in, twirling a staff as she does. She gives the room a quick once over. Nope, nothing going on in here either Dually is sitting on one of the berths, waiting for the medics to return and idly picking charred paint off the edges of his pectoral armor which is blackened and slightly melted. He winces every time he scrapes away a little bit of the charred paint from the edges, but there's a neat little pile of paint pieces on the berth next to him. First Aid walks in, carefully holding one hand against the opposite arm, which is dripping energon sluggishly.