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Corey thanked Iliana for all her help, then returned outside to Stormguard. 'Bup Bwip!'
He entered the cockpit and pressed the access code to the mecha hangar. Stormguard walked in, each step thundering against the walls. Corey manouvered Stormguard over to an empty maintenance platform. Corey activated his android assistant, Mr. Neuborne.
<good afternoon sir how can i assist you>
"I need you to run a room diagnostic. Create a composite map, scan for mecha quantity, and include a rough description of each."
<yes sir my diagnostic will be completed shortly i await secondary instruction>
"Well, once you complete that, empty my personal effects from Stormguard and take it to my room."
<yes sir diagnostic complete would you like to view the results>
"No, Neuborne, that won't be necessary."
<yes sir i will begin secondary instruction i await tertiary instruction>
"Well, once everything is in my room you can remain there and power down."
<yes sir understood>
Corey watched as Mr. Neuborne re-entered Stormguard. He then proceeded to inspect the hangar himself. Mr. Neuborne would give a detailed analysis, but he did not have the instincts of a mecha pilot.
Corey left the hangar and headed to his room. He had lost track of time while in the hangar and found all of his things in his room. He sat at the dinner table with a notepad and pencil, preparing his lesson plan for the next day. |