Zex Federation Alpha Captain Sergei Kursonavi Reporting in.
Sergei yawned wiping his brow and replacing the sheen of sweat that had gathered there with a smear of oil from his hands. Throwing down a rench onto the maintenance platform he'd finally fixed the pneumatic compressor which had been causing Stray's left leg to be more sluggish than his right. With a yawn he looked upwards at the large clock inside the hangar, 4:30 Am GMST Earth Time, he wouldnt be getting more than an hours sleep tonight. He whinched a panel as tall ah he was and rebolted it into place over the offending leg, before whinching up the heavy armour plating reattatching it also.
After his work was finally done he hit the storage button causing his mech to be pulled back away from the maintenance platform and relock itself in. He stood and stretched, turned and walked back out of a hanger grabbing a towel to wipe his hands and face as he went, dropping it blackened with oil into a laundry shute near the door. He needed a good breakfast and some coffee, forget the sleep, without another thought he set off to the stations mess hall.
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