Crash Bomb Ninety Five [audio] [locked from Wily, Metal and Kats]

[drillsforhands]

I need someone who knows how to fix hands, robot hands, and can keep their mouth shut.

... preferably a week or so ago, but now is good. I can pay you.

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[fasternlightbot]

What's wrong with getting Kats to do it?

[audio - locked from Kats/Wily/Metal]

[drillsforhands]

He'll tell.

[text - keeps the lock]

[fasternlightbot]

Not if you ask him not to.

[audio - keeps the lock]

[drillsforhands]

This is easier, and means I can stay away.

That and he'd get mad too. You're the only one who should be mad about this.

[gatekeymaster]

Discretion is the better part of entrepreneurial spirit!

Lucca Ashtear, robotic genius, at your service!

Digits on the fritz?

[drillsforhands]

Yeah, it is.

Where are you? And yeah, I kinda broke them on something.

[gatekeymaster]

Huh, I'd have thought that my advertising should have been well-engrained into the public mind by now.

Guess I'll have to crank some more cash into the ad budget... Maybe paint a sign on Meta Knight's boat...

Anyway! Come to the Ashtear Workshop in Junk City. [Attached: Map Marker]

Depending on the damage, it'll probably be pretty cheap. Unless you need a full rebuild, I probably just need to swap out some parts and realign a few actuators...

[drillsforhands]

I don't pay much attention to other mechanics.

... thanks. And I doubt it'll be that much work, just a patch up will do.

*since he kinda broke and tore them apart on someone's face and all that* I'll be there soon.