The maintenance shack comes alive as the sounds of mechanical arms swerve around inside, followed by the light hum of little tiny lasers, and the faint crackles of occasional sparks. Elturbak knew he shouldn't have gotten so cocky with the habitat here on Kyralos. Those blasted Poison-Fulkors had managed to spit their acidic goop at his left cybernetic arm. It managed to corrode through the cybernetics, which busted the power converter and leaving the arm at incredibly lower power. Normally the metal would've held well against these creatures, but he hadn't had it refitted in quite awhile. Possibly... 10 years? Or maybe it was 15? Elturbak couldn't remember. But all he knew was that he was severely overdue for a rehab on that arm anyways. 

[b]The Great Hunt's[/b] call had lured him here to this jungle planet, which reminds him way too much of Umoha IV's jungles. However, while that planet had a variety of biomes, like plains, snowy mountains, and the like, this was just covered in humidity and bugs. Maybe this environment was yulkovich-straw that broke the Phospholid's back. He wouldn't be surprised if it played a part in having his arm being put out. However his mechanical legs seemed to be fine for now, for there seems to be no sign of any deterioration. Major ones at least.

Soon, the blue hue of the laser has ceased, as it gently applies a new power converter and bolts it into place.

[b]"All done Mr. Elturbak."[/b] says the robot in her female voice, [b]"Your arm has been completely restored."[/b]

The Vesegrak grunts as he slowly gets up from the mechanical chair. He begins to move his arm slowly, testing all the joints and abilities. Everything seems to be at 100%. A quiet sigh escapes his mouth.

[color=0076a3]"Thank you."[/color] he replies in a gruff voice, [color=0076a3]"I didn't realize that these native poison-slashers had stronger corrosive acid compared to the ones back on Unoha IV."[/color]

[b]"Their sulfuric acid levels are about 3x more corrosive then the ones on that planet."[/b] answers the medic-bot, [b]"You were lucky that the metal wasn't at its weakest state. Otherwise, it would've gotten to your skin and cause tissue destruction."[/b]

[color=0076a3]"I know."[/color] Elturbak replies, [color=0076a3]"But the alloy in my cybernetics can last up to 15 years in prime condition and still look brand new. Guess that lease is finally up."[/color]

[b]"I suggest you take your arm easy for awhile sir."[/b] the medic suggests, [b]"It make take a day or some for it to completely readjust to it."[/b]

Elturbak was going to reply, when suddenly his arm produced a warning signal. At the same time, he can hear a loud noise coming from outside. Pressing a few buttons, he brings up the message.

[b][color=ed1c24][i]Warning. Warning. Unidentified Object Approaching. Stability level: 0. Take Cover.[/i][/color][/b]

The alien quickly runs towards the entrance and can already see a gunship on a collision course with the ground. Using the enhanced cybernetics in his eyes, he manages to zoom in on the crashing ship and was able to find someone jumping out. Then he finds several soldiers repelling down to the ground. He grunts as he zooms back to regular vision.

[color=0076a3]"Sorry miss."[/color] Elturbak says to himself, which was followed by a chuckle, [color=0076a3]"But I can't take it that easy just yet."[/color]

He then sees another alien running towards the location, whom he recognizes as a Telth. Looks like he wasn't alone out here after all. He then takes chase as well, with his cybernetics slightly enhancing his speed and agility. This will be fun.