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Prime Two waltzed into the living area, music playing in his head, literally. Walking over to a steel table, scattered with random tools all over it, Prime glanced over the table. He selected a one of the tools and sat down at the table. Tinkering with his elbow for a few seconds by prodding it with the tool, he sighed. A line appeared in his skin, then split to reveal grey muscles. There was a slight hiss as the muscles disconnected from the bone. Once the muscles had parted, Prime twisted the arm and removed it at the elbow.

The stump of his arm leaked a dark fluid, and Prime calmly removed the fake skin covering the fore arm he had removed. As he did so, Prime called up a digital blue print of his body and zoomed in on the arm. Grimacing at the grey muscles in the forearm, Prime prodded them with the tool in his other hand. The arm twitched violently, then was still. He located the leak in a few seconds and picked up another tool laying on the table. Delicatly moving the tool around on the arm, there was a brief spark as it sealed something up.

Prime replaced the removed skin on the arm and held it up to the stump. The muscles reached out as if they were snakes searching for food, then latched back onto the bone inside the stump. With another whine, the arm snapped back in with a sickening crack. As the skin closed up, Prime tested his repaired arm with a few complicated movements. With a grunt, Prime set the tool back down, satisfied.

A holographic face appeared in front of the tank, looking at Ermor standing there. "You know I don´t enjoy it when you come in here like that." The face said, its voice filling the whole room. "I suppose, I wanted to look at the newest body with my own eyes anyway." The face winked out and a loud grinding sound came from the tank.

The tank shuddered for a moment, then strips of the armor plating retreated. A few layers did so, then glass could be seen. Once the plating was fully retracted, the opaque glass changed transparent. A man floating in the tank was revealed, covered it tubes and wires connected to his body. Stirring as if waking up from a dream, the man moved from his fetal position and stood inside of his tank. Two thumps were heard as his feet hit the bottom of the tank and he then opened his eyes to look at Ermor.

The fluid in the tank began to drain, soon leaving the man standing in an empty tank, covered in cables. The glass also retracted now and the man stepped out. The cables trailed after him, a large one connected to the base of his skull supported by one of the mechanical arms. "There, happy now?" The man said, his voice raw from disuse.

"Figures." Prime muttered, walking over to where Ermor was now. "Its my choice if I want to leave my human body behind, not yours." He said, rather irate at Ermor. "And yes, that is it. As you so indelicatly put it. I´ll have you know that I worked the equivalent of 10 years on that thing. Even though only 2 days passed in your sense of time." Prime crossed his arms, accessing the new body through the cable in the back of his head.

The Prime unit lifted itself out of the box, breaking the straps holding it in with ease. "Allow me to introduce Prime Zuberi." Prime said proudly. "This is only the prototype, though it can be pressed into active duty if need be. I haven´t spawned an AI for it yet, I was hoping to test it out for myself." Prime advanced, poking the machine in the chest curiously.

"I designed it to be able to withstand nearly anything that can be thrown at it. I thought it would be much easier to design without a food system, I threw in a specialized reactor instead." Prime sent a command via his uplink and the chest of the machine split. A metal door opened, revealing a foot long cylinder connected to the inside of the machine. Prime reached out and twisted it, causing it to come out of the machine. "It can only operate for 10 minutes without this fuel source." He explained, hefting the fuel cylinder. After checking the indicator on it, he slid it back into its cradle and closed the machine back up.

Prime muttered something under his breath after Ermor left, then walked back over to the tank and stepped in. The glass closed slowly and then the liquid returned, quickly filling the chamber. In a matter of moments, Prime was back in his element and the armored doors of the tank closed with a clang.

auron walks in after her, his arms crossed as he looks around at all of the charging Prime units "what in the world is with all these people? they all look the same" auron says, astonished at the prime units, since he almost never leaves his hanger bay except for a walk, he did not know about the Prime units and their functions "this is news to me, i didn't know we had a room for a bunch of robots" he says, still perplexed by the sheer amount of units "let's just find someone to handle the language translation, this place gives me the creeps" he says, tapping his neck again in certain places with both his hands

"well, i almost never leave my hanger bay except to get myself something to eat, so i never knew about the prime units" auron says, scratching his head and yawning as he adjusted the microchip on the back of his neck again with frustration "luckily, only about eight percent was damaged, so we should be able to retrieve the data, if only we could interpret the language it is in" he says, yawning and stretching his arms

"is that so.....i see your point" auron said, placing his left hand on his chin and resting his left elbow in his right hand "if this is really classified data with a virus, why didn't it corrupt my computer when i tried to analyze it for kiryu?" auron said, lowering his arms and turning to kiryu "and how in the world could kiryu have gotten this from her fight, if it really is classified info from the data network" he says, lowering his head and thinking as he remembered his other duties "um, kiryu, I must go, I have something i need to check out" auron said, saluting prime and kiryu before turning around and walking towards the door