The lightboxs I ordered a month ago has arrived #Transfofmers #Overlord #Trepan #FortMax

Quick break. Doodling something that makes me happy :) #Trepan #Overlord

Unfortunately for her, Trepan was watching her through the security feed. Optics following her every move around his ship, nosy little femme...but he can't blame her. But she would be disappointed...there's nothing interesting on his ship. Just old data pads from his time in the university.

Trepan luckily wouldn't need to wake her for anything, after all she was the only one who found him....after years and years of being hidden away from the world she's the only one who found him. Aside from Frostbite...the only difference was he wasn't trying to kill him. He did however change-

Trepan watched as she disappeared into the room, doors closing in front of him but he really wasn't bothered. She certainly isn't the first to spend her time recharging until she's healed. But he did always find it strange why do that when you could do things in between? " Hm what a strange femme"

Yeah it's going to be very difficult for Trepan to get used to having her around, he's been alone on this ship, hidden away from others for years. And now he had a guest after being hidden away for so long in solitude...it's gonna take time. " It depends on the individuals processor, but if I-

Trepan moved, going down the silent corridors until he stops in front of a door and inputs the code to unlock the doors before stepping aside to allow her to enter. " You can stay here, each room is equipped with everyday essentials but if you feel you need more of something feel free to ask."

Well he wasn't expecting her to be so calm about it, he fully expected her to demand he take her to a room now or else...as he's used to but thankfully she wasn't " It's fine I can do it now" With that he shuts off the monitor and makes his way out of the medical room and makes his way down the-

" Well I rather check myself to be certain" Trepan states, can't blame him for not putting his trust in the femme that was going to take him to what remained of the Institute to most likely be decommissioned for parts or worse "A spare room? I do however its is rather small more of walk in closet"

He really should have been annoyed, angry even, when she stood from the berth and made her way over to him. However hes been doing this for so long now that hes run into patients like her no point arguing with her. " I'm checking my security to ensure that its still working despite you slipping in"

" Really? And you think I'll...attack you or something? I have no weapons and I am incapable of transforming like you. There really isn't a reason to fear me outside of my abilities as a mnemosurgeon and even then if I really wanted to I could have wiped so much more than just those memories."

" No, as of this moment I am not in need of your services....however you should rest, to much strain will cause complications." Or more like she might get some hallucinations. That wouldn't be fun considering her line of work, he rather not get caught in the crossfire.

Trepan observed each memory curiously. Seemed like any other poor fool that got dragged into the war, thankfully he had hid himself away with the institution. Well that is before Overlord came and took him hostage. With each memory observed he'd wipe them clean, removing any trace of them.

Thankfully for her he didn't need to spend a long time on her memories. He was able to absorb the information he needed...and what he was most curious about. But it didn't stop him from being a bit nosy... Sorry Solarwhisper but he's going to take a closer look at these memories and see what kind-

intelligence is the sexiest thing on a man .

Trepan raised an optic ridge at the request as he moves towards her, standing just behind her helm as he began working on removing the top of her helm to expose her brain module. "...everything from the beginning of the war...and before the war. Understood."

Well she didn't need to tell him twice. Once given permission he stood, setting the tool he had been cleaning down on the table before gesturing towards the medical berth. " If you're wanting me to mend your processor now, you can lay down on the medical berth and I'll get to work..."

Trepan glanced at her servo for a moment before reaching out to take it, giving it a firm shake before releasing her servo. " Noted. I take it I can stand now, or will you blow my help off still if I move?" He asks, it was safe to assume that he could...but he rather not tempt his luck.

She did have a point.... Trepan glances down at his tools considering her offer. He couldn't be picky, if he didn't she'd turn him in so in reality he didn't really have a choice. "....very well, I'll do as you ask." Against his better judgment, this was the best outcome. He could wipe her memory.

"...I see, and what's to stop me from simply wiping your memories clean? What happens then?" He asks curiously, why would she trust a mnemosurgeon after she came here to drag his aft back to the institution? Of course he never said he wouldn't do what she wants...he's just curious.

Trepan knew better then to try and attack her...or anyone in her profession, those with her line of work tended to be on guard despite the lack of weapons. He sat there, still unmoving despite her moving her blaster away from his helm. " Yes, I am a Mnemosurgeon." What did she want him to do?

Trepan ex-vents... 18,000 wasn't an issue, it was the fact that he knew that their client would most likely send them after him again. How annoying. " I see, the shanix isn't an issue. I can offer you 20,000 to forget I existed." If he's lucky he can get far enough away before they're sent back.

Drop point... Doesn't sound like Overlords style, and Overlord wouldn't hire someone. So if he had to narrow it down it was either bots he pissed off or the Institute looking for him. " Good, I was hoping I was....and how much would it take for you to forget I exist?"

Capture... Yeah he figured as much, it wasn't rocket science to know why she was here, he was more curious who she was. Obviously the shanix must be good if she wasted her time hunting him down. " Hmm...so the Institute sent you? Or did Overlord?" He was rather calm for someone who was about to-

Trepan moved to stand, perhaps he should check his security to ensure no one has snuck onto his ship. He's only felt like this once before when Overlord had taken him hostage to teach him. His plan however was quickly snuffed out when he heard the voice of the femme, optics slowly shifting to-

Unfortunately Trepan was unaware of his uninvited guest, he was busy cleaning up his tools. He may not have been in the Institute anymore but he did occasionally get some patients. He was very meticulous with cleaning his tools, sanitizing them-

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" So you were someone else before being known as Frostbite? And you're trying to figure out who that was? He must have really needed you for his plans, if he went through all this trouble to wipe you clean." Trepan was curious as to what...Sunder wanted with Frostbite.

" I suppose that is true, it's hard not to miss the place you were...'born' in a sense, where you found who you are. Surrounded by those you love and cherish, it's an eternal connection that only death can shatter. -

" Well you're free to rest here, for a moment longer." With that Trepan slowly pulls away and grabs the data pad he had laying on one of the counters. " Forgive me, I couldn't help but watch each memory play...I can see why you wanted them back."

Ohh good he expected them to get up and run off carelessly. " Believe me it's for the best to take it slow. There's no rush, unless of course you have somewhere you have to be."

" Even Overlord had his limits, you Wreckers are no different than any other cybertronian out there. You have your limits and there is no shame in taking the time to rest." Trepan assured them as he continued to watch the other, no doubt they were going to be stubborn and not do what he suggested.

" Well if you'd like I can suppress some memories while you're awake and slowly allow each one to flow in....it would hurt however if you're awake." As poor Megatron found out long ago.... Yes those weren't his best days and the institute certainly wasn't a good influence either....

Trepan approached the medical berth Forstbite was laying in and leaned against it as he looked down at him. It was a lot to wake up to...no doubt their memories were flooding their processor at this very moment. " Take your time, adjust to your new memories."

Then that is what Trepan would restore for Frostbite, and with these memories restored the others would slowly surface...course he'd need to get them restored by a Mnemosurgeon but they'd surface over time. He did however find these memories to be intriguing but he had to be careful not to get-

Lucky for Frostbite Trepan enjoyed a challenge so he didn't shy away from a little bit of difficulty. Once Frostbite was in stasis the mnemosurgeon retracted the needles at the tip of his digits, carefully removing the top of their helm. He needed access to their brain module after all, he doesn't-

Probably not what they wanted to hear but they had to be realistic about it...if they didn't beat Sunder the last two times they should exercise caution before this happens for a third and final time. Well as far as he knew it was two times. " Very well, just relax and all will be tended to."

They'll rip Sunder to shreds? Well...for their sake he hopes they did because if Sunder survived an attack from them he doubted they'd be alive to try again. " Yes well....perhaps avoid any unnecessary fights if you can help it. Mentally you're in no condition to fight. Best to be cautious."

" Well I'll count my blessings and hope that he remains within whatever cell he is currently locked away in." Trepan hums a bit watching as Frostbite sliped onto the medical berth, walking over and grabbed his scanner before beginning to scan over the wreckers helm to get some data.

simple memory restoration...but something tells him that perhaps Sunder made it a bit more challenging. " I'm surprised you even remember who I am. I assumed Sunder would erase that to prevent you from coming to seek me. But good to see you have some of your memories."