"But Mark, I'm sure its nothing. You don’t have to do it."
Mark sighed as he listened to yet another of Atta's protests. He was currently driving the team Gustav with Atta to a ZBC zoid computer center. He was still a bit worried about that unexplained CSF, and wanted it checked out.
"Nothing? Atta, you CSFed as soon as you booted up. That is not nothing. The gamma unit might be responsible. I just want to be sure."
"But Mark, they might notice my programming is different. What then?"
Atta was nervous, since he was unsure how others would react to him being sentient. He was lucky that Steve Walsch and Mark understood him. He was worried that other people might not be as nice and fair.
"I got that covered. Don't worry."

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After a while, Mark reached the ZBC zoid computer center. He pulled up and got out of the gustav and entered the building, then headed to a young man seated behind a desk.

“Excuse me. My name is Mark Zwie. I called earlier. About my shield liger.”
The man typed at a computer, then looked up.
“Yes, we have it. The liger CSFed when you booted it up. You mentioned you thought it might be a computer problem?”
“Yes. He has an experiment unit. I would like you to see if there are any problems, but I insist that you call me first before anything is done to correct the problem. The programming has been changed as well. “
The man frowned, as it was an unusual request but complied.
“Sure. If you would please drop the zoid off, we will look at it, okay?”
“Okay. “
Mark turned and left the building, then unloaded Atta, and then shut him off, promising to check back later. He left, feeling guilty over shitting Atta down, but having ATta get bored and reveal sentience was not the best thing.

The public pay phone rang inside the lobby of the ZBC Zoid Computer Center, and Valen went to get up and grab the phone. He'd been one of the few people waiting there, and it was obvious he was waiting for something. He stood up casually, and walked over to the phone.

"Hello, Gerard Lukin speaking." Valen said, looking around. He smiled, nodding, "So he has finally come to visit?" He chuckled, "Perfect. I'll be home in a few minutes." He said, hanging up the phone.

Valen turned around, and walked towards the counter, "I'm here to check on my Iron Kong please?" He smiled politely, looking at the man behind the counter, then the man nodded, "Yes sir, through those doors." The man pointed, "Have a nice day."

Valen walked through the doors, awaited by a professor on the other side. Valen smirked, "Professor."

The Professor sighed, "Alright, pay up."

"So brunt." Valen pulled out 5,000 credits cash, and slipped it into the professor's pocket, "So is it done?" He smirked again.

"The data is being copied as we speak, I have my lessers doing that. The entire core is being copied into another core, which is without a host Zoid. As long as your Iro-" Valen cut him off.

"So my zoid is fine, right?" He said rather casually as they passed a group of scientists.

"Ohh, sorry, wasn't thinking." The professor lowered his voice, "The Iron Kong has been prepped, and ready for the core transplant."

"Prefect." Valen grinned.