Two Parts make a Whole.
Flash snagged the legs from the hall and brought them inside, watching Astro float down the hall, curling his lip a little he slams the door and leads the legs over to a table where he promptly shuts them down and drops them onto the table to plug into the computers.
Everything was a horrid mess, the joint pads and fluids needed to be changed. The software for the legs recall system was fried and needed a new motherboard and networking card. The anti grav systems at the waist were almost completely rusted over. He looks disgusted as he pulls them apart. Plus the armor had cracked pain, and polymers. And the metal was bent and old.
"Ugh, good Maker, this is horrible." The doors open and Swords top joins his legs on another table as the lesser robots drop him onto it. "You are a mess. This is going to take awhile." Arms lower from the ceiling and begin quickly disassembling Legs. While Flash moves over to Swords upper body. "I'm going to update your soft ware, virus protection, protocals. Armor, fluids and wiring. And re insulate your neck cabling." He tugs on a neck cable gently.
