Mechanic

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Mechanic

It was the dead of the night, and the sound of machinery humming came from inside of a small personal workshop, where inside revealed Mechanic. Kenneth was currently burning the midnight oil, tapping his pencil on his wooden desk as he hummed to himself. It was already past 12am as he yawned to himself, still planning to stay up until the sun rises until someone entered his workshop. The creaking of his workshop's door made him snap his had from the sudden sound, narrowing his eyes. "Who's there?" Mechanic asked, placing his mechanical goggles back on his head as his eyes narrowed to slowly make out who the figure was in the shadows.

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