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As the two males walked back toward the diner, Erik realized something. "Ah! Speaking of which, I haven't even introduced myself. I'm Erik Shade; tinkerer, adventurer, and jack-of-all-trades." He polietly extended his hand to the large man next to him.
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"Brock Sulfar. War Vet."
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As the two walked inside, Erik carried on in friendly conversation, as if the man had never tried to strangle him. "So, war vet, huh? You must have an abundance of stories, I'm sure." He sat down on the stool with his jacket on it, putting his elbows on the bar-like table and setting his chin in his hands. He was about to ask a question, but was interrupted by ringing noise.
"Excuse me," he said, turning around and pulling out a wireless earpiece from his jacket pocket, putting the device in his ear.
"Hello? Who's this?" Erik was silent for a moment. "Ah, Trogdor! How are you, my main Suarian?" He listened for a moment. "Yes, yes, I know. You can rest assured, I have it." Silence. "I know I'm a day late, bite me." Gap of speech. "That was a joke. Don't literally bite me. That would hurt. Say, why don't you come pick it up? I'm in Sector SQ31F, at a little place called the Quantum Diner. Sound good? Alright. Got another call anyway. See you then."
The pressed a button on the earpiece, switching calls.
"Hello?" Erik listened, then lit up. "Oh, hey Mom! How are you doing?" He listened as his face fell as if guilty. "I know, Mom, I know. I swear I'll make it up to Cousin Tank." He lit up again. "Oh, Kat's doing fine. After this delivery, I'm going back." Silence. "Alright, I will. Talk to you later." Erik's face fell again. "Aw, Mom, c'mon, I'm in public." He listened and sighed. "Okay, okay...I-" He looked behind him, then got a little softer with his voice. "-I love you too. Bye!"
He pressed the button again and put away the device. "Sorry about that," he said to Brock. He then eyed a broken-down service bot. He motioned to it. "One of your workers broken down?" He gave a small laugh, then put his hands before him, folded like a businessman's. "Would you care to have it fixed?"
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Plucking a particularly eye-catching poster off the wall, Goliath inspected it carefully. The man in question was known as Erik Shade, wanted for numerous counts of smuggling contraband of all kinds. The bounty wasn't something to be sniffed at, either. With this in mind, the robot stashed the poster in the compartment in his arm like he did with the money before switching to standby mode, still standing in the middle of the room.
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The manager of the restaurant watched in confusion at the calls....Although it sounded almost as if he knew this 'Trogdor.'
(TROGDOOOOOOORRRR!!!!!)
"What I need is a whole new Robot, better than this one, and maybe free the trapped A.I. Chip"
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Without waiting for an answer, Erik went the robot and opened it up the, examining the damage. Thinking for a moment, he scoffed and declared "Piece of cake."
He went outside to his ship, returning with a red toolbox and a bin-full of random computer chips and other parts. He procceeded to gut the machine, examining each part. "Hmm," he spoke, mostly to himself, "I see."
"Luckily, the body's fine. It's a brand-new internal system you need." He opened up the tool case, grabbing an electro-wielder, then dug up some of the chips, and began to work.
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