#==cyberghostscout roleplays++

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[cyberverse-hub]

( @cyberghost-scout ) A blue and yellow mini bot appeared near the area. She glared at the small group as she pondered why she's here... oh well, nickname time! Epically with this mech that she was sitting on. "I feel you're Steve Irwin ... you have the vibes to me." She said to him.

Cosmos was resting still, before hearing someone land and a voice. Picking up their helm they spotted a small bot. Huge optics small frame...

Meteorfire's optics shot open by the feeling of someone on him. Huge optics faced her as he sat up slightly. Looking dazed but awake.

"Whi-is that?' He spoke, it was slightly sluggish but made it out.

"I think...aww, a sparkling!" Cosmos didn't even question where it came from.

"Sparkling? ...ours?" Meteorfire faces Cosmos with confused optics.

"Uh no? I dunno where it came from." Cosmos gave a shrug.

[cyberverse-hub]

“We have Titans but...” she seemed to train off but continued, a pause so quick it appeared she didn’t need to even have a thought to it. As if she’s done this before. “They are around but most are in hiding.” She never knew how to place it. Though that seemed to be the best choice of words.

“Hey!” Bumblebee rolled back as round ringer rolled away. Laughing as a small stain green was on bumblebee’s helm. “Not cool!” The radio he had was speaking for him again. Luckily it seemed to be able to have similar range to his personality.

“Shouldn’a let go when ya had the chance!” Round ringer then weren’t to tackle the mech, though ended up on his face a few moment later.

Cheetor comes up to the strange guest, he doesn't recognize her!

@cyberverse-hub

Ghostwire was facing her back at the curious mach. She was just looking around the place with a lulled expression. No pranks, no organic lifeforms trying to kill them...it was oddly normal.

[cyberverse-hub]

“Oh! That’’’s why you have Ghost in your name?” Clobber had come to, sounding sluggish before fully regaining herself. Jetfire managed to stand before being knocked down by a tentacle which grabbed hold of him and tossed him towards the ground. Hammerbyte awoke as well, jumping out of the way before transforming and going for a few tentacles. Biting into them and thrashing them around.

Hot Rod landed some punches before going ahead and ramming into a few.

Bumblebee staring at the others before joining in. He used his stingers to stun the tentacles, allowing Jetfire to do some of his own work with his sword.

For @cyberghost-scout

A airalbot was making their way to a old-beat up RV. Resting to the left of a nearby planet he’d taken as his orbital home.

The mech transformed and made his way inside. A misriable expression planted, his bright colors of blue and range dimmed almost by the centuries of dust and grim.

He took his seat at the control panel before him. Though jnstead of leaving the planet he took to popping up an old video. One that only brought misery and sense of comfort. It seemed they he found some sort of comfort in such a recording.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"It seems more like a liminal space and does not adhear to the properties of motion, space, or time. From what i had done it seems to be beyond the laws of such and even bending these to it's impossible feats...wait---no- my bag!" al perked up as he recalled the research he had on hand. had. Sentinel turned around to view the others. "Did our newest member leave something behind?" He leaned forward slightly before pulling back and shaking his helm. "Is this important?" He questioned with a wing twich. "YES." Al began to wiggle.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

It closed in, the lights dying out and soon plunging them into a void of black. Leaving little for light or illuminance of the items which did emit light. The darkness swallowing up what light had attempted to reach out to the open void. the scrapping creeping closer and closer to their position. Before it became so loud it was deafening. Any ambiance which once rang out was now filled and taken back by the dreaded scrapping. Before long the thing which caused this came into view. It was long, skinny, and large. Then, something popped, a fluttering of balloon fell down to the ground as it met the edge of one of KouRyuu's frame pieces. The AI herself froze in place as the scrapping began to go over to her.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"How do you not see it?" Sentinel looked down at the pool and gritted his dentels, before taking a reluctant step into the cool clear waters. His frame tensed up as he entered it. But it did give him a better look at the area in question.

KouRyuu looked with the shadows of her helm giving a surprised expression, now following his lifting servo to the area. "Ah, you have height on us..." she finally spoke up. Eyes focusing on the spot. She took a few steps forward to finally see something come into shape at the very end of the massive enlongating pool.

Neon lights with jumbled letters hung lazily upon the wall, almost fading into their optic range and out of the fog. The entrance is large and looming. Siding doors seemed to open into a darkened area beyond its appearance. Before, it seemed to be another pair of doors. But it was so far...

"It's a store! " kouRyuu cheered with excitement. They could find something for their human and pony guests to eat! Water was her priority but still, anything would work.

"Across the pools..." Sentinel spoke in great dismay.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"Hmm, I have. I'm sorry, Yes that I'd the important tidbit of information I do have for you two." He looked back at them, slightly unverved, but swallowing such feelings down.

"Interesting bit of moment...here in the making." He commented as he watched and then returned to the duo. "But to the other topic. Your other two of the clan are back at base. My acquaintance is with them giving them a tour of the area we have mapped out."

Mapped or discovered. One of the two lead to another step of the odd place. He could only imagine what else they had yet to discover here.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

Sentinel was backing out of the room and away from the crab. Occupying his mind with the dreaded pipe and what he could use to ensure it would remain plugged and refrain from flooding. The last thing he needed was the flooding to get worse, a larger problem then now. And to find a proper place for his datapads, secure and away from KouRyuu’s or the two’s servos.

KouRyuu beamed and nodded her head. “I can look for energon too! He eats that, it’s something he says he needs…do you need it too?” She asked, realizing they may require it as well, even if it seemed Sentinel seemed to be able to go long periods without food. Unlike a human.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

KouRyuu was still collecting her items as the other two were heading off. Already, she had her arms full as was trying to find a place to properly place them.

Sentinel walked in and casually passed by a few rooms, one being poorly decorated with pick colored streamers and pool items. It also sported a small area that was filled with towels and some deflated floating toys. Like a makeshift bed.

The other was almost empty, say for a few items. Bare from the angle they passed by at. Though there was what seemed to be a sword laying near a carved out area.

The room Fedelis was lead to seemed spacious enough. Open to all who walked by, the entrance looming over in a narrow opening. It was empty and dark. There are no lights but some smaller artificial ones. Matching the ones in the other rooms.

"The lighting situation had become an issue, but we have been searching for some more." As a prime there was little he had feared, very little. But this place seemed to have a mind of its own. And the dark was not as welcomed as it once had been.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

“It’s my most common trait.” Al responded with a slight shrug, but did seem to have a slight change of mind to Ghostwire. “Perhaps I have reacted quite…unintentionally hostile…but one can’t expect other after being on the run for some time.” He admitted only a bit from his own story. Which seemed to get the attention of the two robotic beings. The pink one appeared more curious and the blue more indifferent or intrigued.

“On the run? From who?” Sentinel questioned, a bit hostile in tone but seeming to be settling into his more indifferent and neutral vocal manner.

“Who knows.” Al responded.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

The lights turned on with a buzz. Revealing the figure of Al who was now trying to escape once more.

Though KouRyuu was in the middle of inspecting her size and Sentinel was currently checking himself out with an unimaginable horrified expression. However, as Al moved, KouRyuu perked up and focused on him.

"Ah-! Sentinel! Grab him!" With some reluctance in her tone.

Sentinel for his part, put his focus onto Al. As the fact he'd somehow changed once more had occured. A fact he was indeed not ready for nor appreciative of.

"He has something to do with- a foot meet the prime face with gusto, sending the prime down upon unbalanced peds. And Al giving a slightly amused chuckle. If not the fact of how easy they were to avoid.

For the moment.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"He's a bit different than us, he has much more energy then me or EnRyuu--well...a lot of us." She never really minded it. Sometimes it got to her but it was mostly welcomed.

She missed him a lot now.

"Fashion? You have fashion too? What types has she made in the past?" KouRyuu seemed even more interested now, and by how she was looking, it seemed her unmoving eyes widened. "Could she replicate what the humans wear?" She knew she must have something stored away holding what Ms. Swan or Stallion wore.

"Hmm." He hummed in response, considering the bits he'd just consumed now. "Your group must be close then. We have some area that could work for your favor. Privacy and the such." He went to the new housing situation.

Not that it would be any true trouble, maybe just irritating for the click.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"It is..." KouRyuu looked at the box, which seemed to fit in her hands quite nicely. The cartoon on the front was odd, very odd, yet cute. Kouaryuu placed it back down and began to take in the surroundings.

"What in the-" Sentinel stepped back as he shook something off his ped. Disgruntled by the sudden tangle of the tipped over streamers covering his left ped.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

"Only by accident. children mostly." Holly commented as Fluttershy continued to rest on. "She's a pony, a pegasus to be exact, same as any living being on earth would require, Water." She couldn't help but wonder if things would get easier now.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[colorfuluniversalprotectors]

KouRyuu may have no feared anything before, but this was different, a course of alert and shock flowed through her system and circuits as she stood there. Hands going to her Opticals and covering them as she shut them off for the time being. her sytem freezing up and locking her in that stance as she listened in to her surroundings. That was before something was slid across the floor and bumped into the scrapping object, a sharp breath hitching and breaking the pattern of scrapping as Al hit the leg of the thing. Which tipped over and landed on him, And like a button, the lights switched back on. Batheing the place in it's bright buzzing glory. Sentinel continued to hope the thing ate the man, but frowned as he saw what it was. In both confusion and annoyance. "What is that" Sentinel questioned rather harshly. Optics squinting as he got out and began to approuch the odd thing. The object in question appeared to be some sort of amalgamation of simple mechanics, switches, tools, and rope. It appeared somewhat humanoid, but mocking any sense of a human if not it's skeleton-esk state, a old rake dragging it on it's side and on top of it's creator. Who looked sheepish and trying not to flinch. "uh...I got...It was a instance of insanity." al gave a weak chuckle.

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@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

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The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.