Come up to the Lab...

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

Glasses. Glasses were what made Grell a shinigami.
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Kabuto nearly died then and there. Somehow he recovered and made a tentative note on his clipboard. "I...see." He whispered tentatively. He touched his own glasses thoughtfully. Perhaps glasses did not make the man, but the man the glasses. Yes, that had to be it. That was the only way that ridiculous theory could even possibly make sense.

[Grell Sutcliff]

Grell had a feeling that Kabuto had..."doubts" about his glasses making him a shinigami. Whatever. He was a shinigami, believe it or not, and he could prove it, too, should the need arise.
"So...is there anything else that you'd like to ask me?" Grell said, folding his arms across his chest. Raising an eyebrow at the silver-haired teacher, Grell prepared himself for whatever else the man would be willing to ask.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

"No, thank you. I think that will be all." The medic finished writing down his thoughts on the clipboard. "Thank you for that, Grell. It was very eye-opening."

[Blitzwing]

Blitzwing smirked. Finally something fun to do. Although, it was at the expense of a fellow Decepticon, but it wasn't like anyone cared. Blitzwing's care meter was more than likely in the negatives when it came to the trembling Seeker he was pushing down the hall.

"Don't worry, you pazhetic excuse for a soldier. Look on ze bright side~ zhis doctor isn't Scalpel! Won't zhat be a nice change~?"

Skywarp's lip wibbled a little. "W-WHAT IF HE'S WORSE?!" he attempted to escape back down the hall over Blitzwing's shoulder, but the triple changer grabbed him by the waist and carried him on his shoulder the rest of the way. Eventually, he came to the doctor's room and very politely knocked before opening it.

"Pardon me, but I believe zhis poor zhing needs some medical attention. His processor is a little..." Blitzwing switched to his Random face. "WELL, ITS A LITTLE BROKEN~ AHAHAHAHA!" With that, the maniac triple changer dropped Skywarp on the floor in front of Kabuto and closed the door with a loud slam as he left. The slam, like everything else, made Skywarp jump.

Of course, Blitzwing wasn't going anywhere. He was going to sit and eavesdrop the whole time. This was going to be hilarious.

[Grell Sutcliff]

Grell nodded, smiling at the other teacher as he did so. This had been slightly less personal than Grell had expected...poo. Ah, well. He had other matters to attend to at the moment, anyway. Like trying to get Sebby to finally carry out the order that that stupidlittlePhantomhivebrat[/i] his master had issued to him months ago. The one about having to kiss Grell-with tongue-for the shinigami's valiant efforts at rescuing Ciel's fiance.
"Well, then I suppose I will be off. Good day, Kabuto-san," Grell tittered, giving a curt wave as he turned to walk out the door.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

(Sorry Skywarp! I've been busy and haven't really known what to say... So here's an extra long post!)

The suddenness of the entire incident made Kabuto blink quickly to make sure what he had seen was real. A robot had just waltzed in his door, dropped another robot off and left, all in the span of about 40 seconds. He blinked again, but the result was the same; there was still a ringing noise in his ears and a terrified looking artificially-intelligent being seated rather unceremoniously at his feet. Chains of logic began streaming through the doctor's head, causing him to offer his empty hand to the student.
"I'm sorry, but we haven't been introduced. I'm Kabuto, the medical studies teacher." The silver haired man smiled. He may not be as technologically savvy as Ples was, but he would certainly give it his damnedest.

[Skywarp]

(XDD No worries!)

Skywarp could only stare with wide, terrified optics up at the human doctor. He inched away at the hand being offered to him, eventually hitting the door with his back. No more room to back up. Gulp. But when the human spoke, his voice sounded somewhat... nice, almost. Nicer than Blitzwings, but then again, everyone's voice was nicer than Blitzwings... but Kabuto was a teacher, too. The teachers here weren't so bad. Most of the time. Suck it up, Skywarp. Suck it the frag up.

He closed his optics and looked away, extending his own clawed hand towards Kabuto's. "Nnn... I-I'm... I'm Skywarp," he managed to get out through clenched dental plates.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

Well at least he acted human; even if it was in the form of showing fear. And what extreme fear as well... Kabuto wondered what could possibly have caused it. The medic slowly walked forward and gently shook hands with the robot named Skywarp.
"It's good to meet you, Skywarp." Kabuto took a step back when he was done to give the decepticon space. His training told him to treat the student like a trauma vicitim for now.

[Skywarp]

Skywarp nodded slowly at Kabuto, the closest the human was going to get to a "nice to meet you too". He hesitantly stood up, still all the way back against the wall. At least Kabuto seemed to respect personal space, unlike some Decepticons he knew... but better safe than sorry.

"_{P-please don't hurt me,}" he said quickly and quietly. Oh Spark he should have spoken up, what if Kabuto has a short temper and hits him for speaking so quietly? OhSparkohSparkohSpark. He instinctively put his hands defensively in front of his face, just in case.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

The artificial life form whispered something that even Kabuto's ears couldn't quite catch, then all of a sudden flinched, crossing his arms over his head before he could even ask him to repeat the statement. The medic frowned in concern. This was a deeply conditioned fear reflex, the likes of which he had only seen once or twice before; neither of which were pretty.
"Hey, it's alright." He soothed, speaking in soft comforting tones as he had been trained to do. "I'm not going to hurt you."

[Skywarp]

Skywarp hesitantly lowered his hands, just enough for his purple face to be visible. This doctor had a very calming voice... something in it told Skywarp the human could be trusted, but then there was that voice in his processor that yelled and screamed and told him he couldn't trust anyone.

Despite that, he still slowly nodded. "...o-okay." he said, significantly clearer this time. He really wanted to ask Kabuto just why he was here again, as he couldn't remember why Blitzwing signed him up for whatever this was in the first place. But, such a foolish question would obviously earn him a well-placed bonk on the noggin, so he kept any and all inquiries to himself for the moment. Maybe the doctor would shed some light on everything, if not just to get rid of the awkward silence that was beginning to build up.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

There we go, Kabuto thought as the robot lowered his defensive posture, now we're starting to relax. But that was just the first step of a long process. The medic elected to leave his clipboard and medical instruments on the counter, not they would have done much good in the first place. Information gathering would just have to take place in a different manner. Instead, he took a seat in one of the lab chairs.
"I don't think I'm familiar with your race. You see, I'm here because I'm curious about the different kinds of people who are attending this school." The Hyuuga mused patiently. "But I've never seen anyone like you, or the... man who dropped you off here."

[Skywarp]

Information gathering. The human was conducting research.

It seemed harmless enough. But to Skywarp's frazzled processor, nothing was ever harmless.

"W-well you aren't familiar with us probably because we aren't people," Skywarp froze. Oh Spark. What did he just do. He spoke honestly and out of fear, not wanting to disappoint Kabuto-- looks were incredibly deceiving, after all, and while he seemed friendly and respectful on the outside... who even knows what he could be capable of if angered?

Speaking of which, Skywarp didn't want to upset the doctor by giving him insufficient information. He cleared his speech synthesizer, and continued talking. "We're... we're Decepticons. Um, Cybertronians. From Cybertron. We're 'robots' as some organics have called us, I guess..." he sat as still as physically possible, tossing around information in his head. "... and if you ask me the 'man' who dropped me off here is a lot worse off than I am! He's INSANE!" He slapped a hand over his mouth, hesitant to say more.

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On the outside of the room, Blitzwing's face(s) were becoming personally acquainted with his palm. He knew the Seeker was pathetic, but wow.

This was just all kinds of sad, but he kept on trucking, continuing to eavesdrop on the conversatio--WAIT WHAT DID HE JUST SAY ABOUT ME?

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

Kabuto laughed. He couldn't help it. This "Cybertronian", as he called himself, had enough of an opinion about the man who brought him here that he had just yelled; something the medic would not have thought the fear-stricken robot would ever do.
"I'm sorry. I find that last statement of yours to be amusing. I would not have thought you outspoken enough to declare an opinion so loudly." He chuckled.
'Robots, as some organics call us...' Now that was an interesting phrase. They did not view themselves as mechanical beings but have a different name for people like himself. An interesting insight into a different race....

[Skywarp]

Skywarp shook his head fearfully. "Oh no no nononono I didn't mean to! It just kind of happened! Oh Spark what if he's listening, what if he heard me?! He'll kill me!" he half-turned and faced the door, staring at it with a hand to his mouth and optics wide.

He then realized he had turned his back to Kabuto and quickly spun around, watching the human with nothing but caution and terror in his face.

With that, he quickly backed away from the door and huddled up into a corner on the other side of the room.