Temrash considered going outside himself to train his own skills, but thought better of it. He needed to be with Ardiss right now to coax some civility out of her. He also didn't want to miss Oss's grand entrance. An Andalite in Helgan morph, wearing a Yeerk uniform. Should be interesting.
(Edit: I have an idea for a new character)
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Outside the bar, a portal opens up above the ground. Out falls a pile of metal bodies, covered in oil and other stuff. It would be a gruesome scene of carnage to most, if they had been flesh and bone, covered in blood. They all fell noisily to the ground, near the junkyard. Then the portal closed.
"What was that all about?" Zoshonel asked as he turned towards the pile. He walked over, and gave the pile a cursory sniff, and his nose krinckled at the smell. Suddenly, an arm shot out of the pile, that had a blade built into it. Out crawleda creature with a human- like torso and arms, but with legs that remebled an insect. Four legs came out of his hips at different directions, that made it look like his upper body was sitting on a turntable. His head was simply an orb with a horizintal slit that one would assume he saw out of.
He regarded Zoshonel and his surroundings in silence. It was impossible to tell any emotions from the robot, but it seemed unsure of itsself. Zoshonel noticed it was injured, and also covered in oil, but he didn't know how much was his own oil.
"Who are you?" He asked.
""I am Belzar. What is your alliance?"
"I am Zoshonel of the Draksar."
"I have no information on that. I require metals to repair myself.
"Use what you'd like from the junk over there."
"Very well." He said, and went to the pile. He opened up his torso, and tentacles began slicing up metals and pulling them in. With some noise going on inside, the dents and holes began fixing themselves.
