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"Nice. Nice indeed. So, how do you depair internal damages? I'd be kinda hard without assistance."

*Terr wndered to what extent Hidjie went to but decided to worry about that later as he morphed the weapon back into his gauntlets.*

"Internal damages? Do you mean mechanical or electrical wise? If I recieve physical damage to my internal machinery I just ripp off my chest plate and repair it. Nothing to it. Now if I get a virus or my CPU drops offline then I'd need an armament repair assistant. I've got one back at my place in the forest." Hidjie jabbed a thumb over his shoulder, that wasn't the real dirrection of his little hut but what ever. "The real problem isn't with my machinery, it's the power supply that I have the most problem with. You see I'm powered with three different methods, the first is just pure human strength built from phsyical exersize and a lot of sugar, carbs, and everything else. The second are tiny solar panels built into every pore of my skin, alone they can't do anything, but get a couple million together and you'd get a few good plasma shots off. My final, and primary, power source is a fusion powered generator." Hidjie struck his chest, where his heart was suppose to be, "It gives me the infinite power that my cannon requires to fire as much as it can, only problem is that it was struck a while back and I haven't been able to fix it properly...so basicly I'm a walking, talking, giant, nuke waiting to explode."

"I bet I could repair it. Or, I should be able to."

*Terr began to unknowingly think about his homeland. Only returning to normal as he continued.*

"You just tell me what type it is and i'll see if I can fix it."

*kaiori yawns softly and listens to everyone talk, she wonders who is in the room, her panthers yawn and lay on the floor around her chair, their tails flicking back and forth*

"No offence Terra, but unless you have extensive knowledge about the Galactic Federation's advanced combat designed cyborgs and somehow pull the tools out of your a** then I doubt you could fix it. That and, no offence, but I don't trust anyone working around inside of me, unless it's me or my A.R.A. Let's see the type?" Closeing his eyes Hidjie began to run a diagnostic on his parts, his voice taking an unnatural computerized tone. "C1-42 class A, high energy output fusion based, generator. Stablizers, down, suggest immediate repair. Energy containment shields, down, suggest immediate repair. System corrections...negative...repair options? Negative...seek help immediately. Warning, structural integraty of primary power source, C1-42 class A high energy outpust fusion based generator. Generator will self destruct when tampered with, when primary CPU is threatened and without the assistance of the biological host." Opening his eyes and shaking his head his voice returned to normal. "That help any? Or just confuse the ever living hell out of you?"

"AHH!" Leaping up, and away from the fox, Diana was quick to seek shelter behind a neighboring couch. "Not a normal animal! NOT NORMAL! EEP! What if it attacks me?!? Oh no! Maybe I made it mad when I started petting it? Or maybe when I talked about it being eaten...oh no, don't eat me!" She continued to scream to herself in thought as she poked her head out from behind a couch. Diana was somewhere in her early twenties, but still acted like a young girl.

"C1-42 class A, huh? That's nothing. I could fix that easily, and the tools would come from my gauntlets, not from....yeah, but as you said, no one but you and your A.R.A. Also to explain why I can fix it, well, lets just say that a fifty mile wide temple ((aka: my characters temple)) runs on more than magic alone."

*He said with a proud smirk on his face.*

"It's not attacking...maybe it's not mad, but why did it do that?! Grah! Animals are scary!" Slowly, and carefully, she stood from her hideing spot and made her way over to a couch, FAR away from the fox. She constantly watched the beast, afraid that it may attack her.