*Yes, it's been a month, but the countdown is still less than 24 hours*
Are the
preparations almost set?
Close... I'm
almost done working on him right now.
Watch where
you're putting that wrench there, human.
Why
does Wren look so much different?
Well...
This is my
older model frame. I've had it stored away for such a time when I
would have to use my special parts again.
So this
is an older model?
Affermative.
So this
is outdated then?
This is the
original frame set by my former commander, Orakio, before he
sealed away Dark Force.
So how
did you end up with a new frame?
*continues
to wrench Wren*
*to Zak*
Keep it away from the groin.
So?
I was
wounded in battle, and this frame was utterly useless. The person
who found me had an experimental frame, which is the one I was in
before now. It would allow me to access more power, but in turn
I'd lose my ability to fly, swim, or sink.
So...
if your former body was utterly useless... why is it working now?
*finishes
his work* Because I fixed it for him.
*in a
wheelchair nearby* Always hogging all the credit there, Zak? It
was my brain which gave you the idea of how to fix that outdated
piece of junk.
I resent
having my original body being called a piece of junk. I prefer it
to be called scrap metal.
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