When they boarded the elevator, it become apparent just how secure Nightscream's lab was - the cabin stopped a tno less than sub level 30, bypassing some of the more tank purge inducing areas before arriving at their desired destination. The place was dimly lit with faint blue-white lamps, half of which seemed to be turned off. Despite looking neat and orderly, it smelled perhaps even sickeningly clean - a place used to assemble sensitive machines and perform dangerous experiments.

behind the elevator door was a hallway that surprisingly wasn't too long, with only a few doors to each side - the autobots could clearly see the end of it, suggesting that while Nightscream's research might have been important, not many were ever given access. The first door on the right opened and the former decepticon welcomed her guests as warmly as one of their former faction could - with going straight to the task at hand. "Follow me." Nightscream waved them in.

The room in question was obviously a break area, but the set of recharge berths in the far back also suggested that the workaholics that frequented this place didn't even need to leave when they fell tired before their task was done. The room also featured a couple of tables and chairs along with other basic furniture and a energon treat vending machine. "Alright, make yourselves comfortable. Now what do we have here." 

She approached Turbulence from behind, slowly waving a scanner across his back. "Damaged motor but the control mechanisms seem to be intact, sans the weathering. I should be able to get you flying with what I have here - it doesn't seem like you are in need of a transplant." Finishing with scanning the rest of the aerial autobot just to be sure there wasn't more of him about to give out, Nightscream moved to the dinobot.

The scanner was hard time making heads or tails of what it was reading - What interested her more than his health though was the state of his system - his memory banks were barely used - too empty in fact. She wondered if the dinobot even [i]could[/i] speak, but thought it best not to poke fun of the 'five times heavier than I am' people. Without samples and in-depth study though, a sparkling's guess at what could have caused him to crash so spectacularly was as good as hers.

With a curious 'hm...' she finally moving over to Prism. At least this patient could tell if something was wrong. "Have you noticed anything that requires attention?" the ex-con asked, thus far doing only a general scan to see if any problems would pop up. Not that she needed another bot that needed care rather than that could work, but now that they were here she wouldn't just let them go offline either because of some glitch that could have been avoided.