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[[Someone is dressed in disguise today. Having slipped into a spare 'White Chalice' generic mechanic uniform, Hixar is acting at his best, making it seem like he's always been a mechanic.

And so, he's been working on some of the battered remains of the Zeta. A machine considered scrap, a few mechanics here and there either try to work on it, or, try to sneak parts to fix up other things. But Hixar is there for neither. And what really gives him away is the Red Haro rolling about, bouncing it's way up along one of the legs, then letting physics take over and roll her back the other direction.

Apparently Haros need exercise too.

But rather than scavenging, or fixing, Hixar is simply digging about, looking through things in the cockpit area, and making notes on a note pad. For someone who keeps a pet computer, that's a bit archaic.

However, when he's interrupted (by you) he looks about before even addressing your interruption.]] Hayana, you were supp-

What? Where's she gone off to...