"Your weapon design, while interesting, isn't efficient," Ratchet says as she looks at Lio's blaster, "Armor, as I said, was weak, yet you held up well fending off the Decepticons,"
"So...is my blaster fine?" Lio asked.
"You said it took three shots to take down Vehicons at mid-range, meaning that six bolts were required when usually it takes one, maybe three," Ratchet answered.
"That's one of the most advance blasters there is," Lio muttered.
"As I said, if your origins are true, the gun must've been fried. Unless there was some height change where you came from," Ratchet answered, "Luckily, I may be able to upgrade it for you, maybe even change it to a weapon attached to you instead of a handheld. Maybe later down the line, you could ask Wheeljack or Brainstorm for weapon upgrades,"
"Who?" Lio quirks a brow.
"Nevermind." Ratchet turns around, placing down the blaster, "Have any other weapons?"
"Well, my blades, and theses," Lio popped out two metal staffs that were gold, he then moved his left shoulder up, and two blasters came from the mane alongside missiles, "Didn't try the others,"
"I can think of a few Autobots who would love to hang out with you if you're packing that kind of firepower," Ratchet told him as she looked at the blasters, "Look more like heavy blasters. I could fix it, maybe disassemble the head and make them handheld weapons, or integrate it into you,"
"Both sounds like good ideas, thanks, Ratchet," Lio says as he takes it off, "What can we do about my armor?"
"I could maybe do something, but I would need a diagram of your inner workings for the current operations. I still have a couple of other cybertronian diagrams lying around, too," Ratchet told him,
"Wouldn't being different cause some type of trouble?" Lio asked.
"Several, which is why I cannot reply on any medical diagram of the femme body; I would need to have one of yours and one of the human males to compare," Ratchet explained, "Even then, you said you come from a different time, so what if something here doesn't work for you? Or if our fuel would even work for you,"
"Let's hope the last one doesn't matter, but I see how doing any operations on me would be troubling" Lio rubbed his chin,
Ratchet looked at Lio as she saw him rub his chin, "Don't worry; as of now, I believe it would be slightly longer than anything I could on one of us. However, I do have a question for you,"
'Yeah?" Lio quirks a brow.
"Why do you always keep your mouth guard up?" Ratchet asked, "Yours look identical to the one Optimus use, yet she only wears it during battle."
"Well, this is technically my mouth," Lio answered, getting a confused look from Ratchet, not expecting that to be his answer.
XXXXXXX
"Prowl informs me that she set you and Lio on a scouting mission, and you found something interesting," Optimus placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at Cliffjumper, "What was it that you found?"
"Energon and medical supplies; it appeared to be one of those bunkers they usually have," Cliffjumper answered, "I spotted Novastorm and Razorclaw, two Decepticons who aren't Blackjack and Barricade,"
"It's as feared; the Decepticons didn't just travel here randomly, nor came here just to snuff out our small team and take the head off the Autobots," Optimus says as she turns away, "They're planning to destroy this planet as they did countless others,"
YOU ARE READING
Transformers Girls: Convoy among the Transformers Girls!
FanficLio Convoy was sent out on a mission to retrieve any traces of his blood to prevent his resurrection, but things with a stray as Lio was sent through a tear in space and time and arrived in a new world, a world with Transformer Girls! Now with no wa...
