"Get someone to clean this bloody mess up.... literally." Megatron spoke as he stormed out of the room with blood on his servos-- leaking onto the floors of the Nemesis. Ravage followed close behind, eyeing the bleeding Starscream. "Sir, was that really necessary?" He asked. Megatron simply left without a word, with Ravage following suit.

So, there you were, walking towards the room and mentally preparing yourself for the sight. You stepped in, nearly dropping your stuff as your optics land on a heavily bleeding Starscream, who was practically choking on his own energon. Energon lined the floor, he had probably crawled across the room before landing hopelessly on his side. You didn't have a clue on what to do, since your job consisted of cleaning up a scene, never the victim.

You just couldn't stand seeing him try to get up over and over again and fail helplessly.