Yeah, I was ready to say no when Mr. Deuce first came to me with this. But I realized it was a good learning opportunity. Heh... Mwa ha ha... I've always wanted to disassemble one of these things. What makes such a popular piece of tech tick? Ooh, I wanna see those parts and get my hands on 'em! Just imagining it is getting me hyped up!
Let's see... Deuce Spade seems to be having trouble getting the engine to start lately. Engine trouble, huh? That's a pretty common vehicle problem. Trouble is that any number of things can cause that to happen.
I wanna see how the other parts around it move. I'd rather leave the battery connected and take a look at more stuff. But with all the parts in there, I can't see that far in. Ortho?
I get you! You want me to use my fiberscope to inspect the smaller parts on a monitor, right? Switching visual input feed to fiberscope. Scanning target for anomalies.
Aha. The generator shows signs of deterioration. That's what the trouble is. All right, we've identified the problem. Now to remove the generator and swap out some parts.
"If I'm installing a fiberscope, I might as well throw in some arms and make it a set." "You'd look totally rad using multiple arms at once—like a whiz kid! I gotta do it." ...End quote.
Heh heh heh. Might as well do some disassembly—*cough*—"maintenance" while we're at it. Ortho, remove every part. Why don't we get a niiice long look at these valuable components?
Y'know, I wonder what I was trying to accomplish by giving you so many different functions. Installing the latest medical tools in you now can't change the past...
Deuce Spade was so happy when he got his blastcycle back good as new. Go us! Hee hee. Idia could've come with me to deliver it, though. Oh well. Guess I'll just describe Deuce's reaction to him when I get back to the dorm.
Yup! Ortho Shroud, in the...flesh? Hm. We'll revisit that turn of phrase later. Anyway, what's with that scary look on your face? Wait... Your vital signs are erratic. Did you...hurt yourself, Silver?
Cat's out of the bag, I suppose. As much as it pains me to admit it, my horse got a bit rowdy during Equestrian Club today. I did manage to calm it down before things got TOO out of hand, but I fell and twisted my ankle in the process.
Riddle said the same thing, so I tried, but the nurse wasn't in. There's a first aid kit back at the dorm. I was just working out how to hobble back to the dorm on a hurt ankle.
Don't worry. My body's equipped with state-of-the-art medical tech. My brother's given me permission to use all my functions at my own discretion, too. Don't be shy—let me handle this!
But there's no reason for you to go around enduring the pain. I'll set your sprained ankle so it doesn't get any worse. Let me whip up a splint with my 3D printer real quick!
Heh heh! Isn't it? Now to bandage up the splint to hold it in place... I also see some scrapes on your hands. We wouldn't want dirt getting into those and getting them infected, so I'll just take care of that now. Commencing wound sterilization. Water pressure set to minimum. ...Does that hurt at all?
But you could have some other spot in need of attention. Sometimes, people don't notice conditions and leave then untreated for so long that it's too late to reverse the damage.
Also, I promised my brother that I'd put the body he gave me to the fullest possible use. I've got lots more functions I've never even activated before! Let me try some out!
