*after a few minutes, Mortar puts you down. In the light, you see the three arms that were carrying you on his back retract, and his limbs become normal size. Apart from the eyes, he looks... human*
Well, your pod seemed to have a bit of a crash...
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[i]Do you have an engineer who can repair my arm and core? Just so you now,I am made of titanium. I am model z089 of the remaining 2 of my kind. The other one is some where near our ship. Do not tell anyone except your leader.[/i]
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I don't have a leader, and the last one who attempted to call me that was slaughtered. I will see what I can do.
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[i]Sorry[/i]
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For what? I've felt better than I have ever been, apart from, you know, killing loads of stuff just to survive.
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[i]I like your style.[/i]
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Thanks. *Mortar rummages through an old wooden box for stuff* I think I have some hydraulics in here