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STATUS REPORT [CLASSIFIED]

Patient Name: MAINLINE - Primary Physician: AXON




KNOWN ISSUES (EXTERNAL):
  • N/A
KNOWN ISSUES (INTERNAL):
  • Central processor corruption (partial)
  • Short-term memory storage errors (ongoing)
  • Long-term memory data loss (extensive)

That didn't go as well as I'd hoped. Though, to be fair, I'm not sure what I'd been hoping for in the first place. A heartfelt reunion the second time around, when Mainline made it so clear the first time around that he had no idea who his friend even was?

...I don't know. I'm flying blind, here. I may be an expert in processors, but Decepticon-induced and inconsistent amnesia is a little bit out of the ordinary. And it's a bit hard to focus when your patient is so damned annoying. I try to indulge him in the hopes that a little conversation would be good for him, but there's only so many times one can have the same exchange about which of all the Primes in history would win in a massive arm-wrestling competition. Especially with someone who can only name three.

I'm getting sick of him, I really am.

Surprisingly, I can't say the same about his little friend. He'd hardly said a word to me before. I thought he was just quiet, but you just have to talk to him somewhat... indirectly. Between what he's told me, and my own observations, it does appear that they were quite close, once. Inseparable, he says. If only. Mainline doesn't seem to have a single memory of him left.

And even if he does, there's no telling how hard it'll be to find it when the simple sight of his friend seems to unsettle him. My theory so far is that his processor knows he's supposed to recognize him, but can't reconcile that with the fact that he can't, leading to some form of mental discomfort. Unfortunately, the patient's requests take priority, and the distress has clearly made an impact on him. He's asked me not to let his poor friend in anymore.

...I'm not soft-hearted. I'm not even particularly kind. But I feel bad for the poor little guy. Seeing the fear and sadness in his eyes when I told him the news, that the one he cared for really didn't want him around... It hurt. It reminded me of myself. I don't know. He may be naive, and confusing, somehow both too quiet and too talkative when he gets the chance... but I like him, and he clearly needs somewhere to go. I'm going to ask Tangent if he wants to stick around.