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Private Roleplay between DXSciz and DXMazy.

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[RP Information]
[Rocket Ship]

Two bots stepped into the Battle Dome mostly for fun...the first time. However, with V.C.ortez winning the battle of strength over H3-RB-3RT, the next fight wasn't just for fun. It was a grudge match.

After a few rounds of fighting between V.C.ortez and H3-RB-3RT, the two headed to the Medical Bay. It was strange, but the more they fought, the closer they grew. Before long, the fighting wasn't a grudge match anymore and the two were comfortable being around one another again.

In the Medical Bay, H3-RB-3RT sat recharging in a pod. V.C.ortez was known for his mighty slugging and his ability to fight with fire only increased the physical damage he could do. So H3-RB-3RT needed this moment to recharge some energy and allow his joints to be oiled.

"Looks like you are more than a rust bucket V.C.ortez!"

H3-RB-3RT stared as this all happened in front of him. His red eye locked on V.C.ortez in the hero pose.

While V.C.ortez did not recognize that the arm he saw was his own, H3-RB-3RT watched the thing drop off of the other bot's body.

"Is is supposed to do that?!" the H20-bit yelled in a monotoned robotic voice. H3-RB-3RT always yelled. His programming was just that way. And he came equipped with 20 battle phrases that he could, and would spout at any moment.
"Maybe the rust just makes you fall apart!"

H3-RB-3RT looked from V.Cortez to the arm and back again. The cogs of his brain spun and an equation rapidly formed, followed by a workable solution. All of H3-RB-3RT's thoughts worked this way.

"We are in the Medical Bay!" This was true. What better place to...uhh...misplace an arm. "Just check yourself in!" The nurse bots surely could fix V.C.ortez's dislodged arm. After all, they were nurse bots.

Because of all of the excitement, H3-RB-3RT did not move from his seated position. Instead, he allowed himself to remain there. But he would follow V.C.ortez to the nurse bots so that the fire bot could get his arm reattached.

H3-RB-3RT followed V.C.ortez over to the nurse bot, hovering in the air himself. He floated as if in the water. His red eye scanned the nurse bot as he examined the conversation in front of him.

Well this wasn't good news. At all. The nurse bot could fix the problem, but she lacked the proper equipment to reattach the arm back on to V.C.ortez.

"Gil should have the parts!" H3-RB-3RT yelled in his monotoned voice. If the nurse bot didn't have any rotatory cuff connectors in stock, then maybe Gil would have some, or at least know where to find one.

The little H20-bit twirled in the air and proceeded out of the Medical Bay. They'd have to head to the Machine Shop & Bar in order to speak with Gil. This trip wouldn't be long at all seeing as the Medical Bay and Machine Shop were right next to one another.

If H3-RB-3RT could feel, he would feel fear at the thought of dealing with the grumpy Gil. But he was a bot without emotion. And as he rounded the door way and slowly flew into the shop, he was simply scanning the area with his small red eye.

As H3-RB-3RT hovered up to the desk, he noticed Gil was snoozing. but H3-RB-3RT being himself, he yelled at the machine bot. "Gil! Do you have any rotary cuff connectors in stock?!"

Of course, this sudden loud noise was not welcomed by Gil, who awoke with a start and stared blankly at the 'brave' H20-bit.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING YELLIN' AT ME LIKE THAT?! CAN'T YOU SEE I WAS NAPPIN'!"

Of course H3-RB-3RT did not react much but by yelling some more. "I need a rotary cuff connector!"

Once more, H3-RB-3RT's statement was met with a blank stare. But soon this stare turned to a grimace and Gil growled "I an't got no stinkin' rotary cuff connectors! NOW SCRAM!" He grabbed the little H20-bit by the dome and slung him out of the machine shop.

As H3-RB-3RT flew out of the room, not of his own accord, he couldn't help but be confused by the sudden outburst. His body flew from the room while he yelled again "Does not compute!" His voice faded as he soared away.

If Gil couldn't, or rather wouldn't, help them then they would have to help themselves.

As the bot flew out, he bounced once he hit the floor. It looked as if Gil was an ace stone skipper, because H3-RB-3RT bounced off of the ground at least three times before rolling out the rest of his momentum.

Soon he was slowing though. At least his body was. His eye continued to spin inside of his head and he couldn't stop it long enough to scan for a new target to lock onto. This movement made it hard to see anything but a blur. He hadn't a clue where he was and he would just have to wait until he stopped spinning.

H3-RB-3RT was completely fine with being picked up and carried. He wouldn't be capable of floating in a straight line anyway.

Soon, while in V.C.ortez's arms, H3-RB-3RT's eye quit spinning. As a bot, he didn't feel dizzy, but he was having trouble re-configuring his targeting system. So it was nice he could sit in V.C.ortez's arm.

"I am more than fine! I am H3-RB-3RT! And it takes more than a floor to stop me!" He continued to speak in his monotoned yell. "We need to find out what to do about your appendage!" It was important. V.C.ortez would only be half as effective in battle. And his whole side was now open to attack. But if the nurse bot and Gilbot didn't know where a rotary cuff connector was, then where would they get one? Perhaps they should venture over to the Storage Room and attempt to get into the locked area...

"The storage room!" H3-RB-3RT declared. They would find this item!

"Restrict this!" H3-RB-3RT spewed as he flopped from V.C.ortez's arm. But then when he did, he buzzed this way and that, spinning around and flying unevenly. It was obvious his targeting system and balancing liquids were off. However, that did not stop the little H20-bit from zooming around the room like a nutter. "Prepare to be drowned!" A catch phrase of his came from him as he zoomed around with ambition.

Despite his unbalance and whizzing in odd directions, he made it out of the Medical Bay, finally. But not before bumping into the tables a few times. And slamming into the wall at least once. The nurse bot stared after the drunken tiny bot in concern, but also in annoyance. As soon as he had buzzed from the room, she spread out and began collecting the items he had knocked over.

H3-RB-3RT intended to get to the Storage Room and attempt to get into it. While it was true that the room was a restricted one and was locked, perhaps they could break in or something. Especially since V.Cortez was so strong. Even without one arm, he could try and beat his way through. They would think of something. They had to.