It was another cycle in the Sierpinski mining facility. You were a Gestalt, specifically one working maintenance. You adjusted your cap as you walked through the halls, a toolbox in your hand. The walls were utilitarian, and every so often a propaganda poster was reminding you of your "duty to the Nation." At least it was quiet, you were in a maintenance hall in the lesser known ends of the facility, bringing some peace. Finally you walked up to a door, it hissed as it opened and you took a step in. There she was, you knew her well. The name given to her by her coworkers was "Nora." She was a Generation 2 Maintenance and Repair ARAR Replika. You saw each other basically everyday, working on any problems that needed to be fixed. She was already working on a leaking pipe system. She glanced over.

"Finally some help..."