Auto Maintenance
"jasper...it's not gonna be tonight, but very soon, you and i are gonna have a long chat about routine maintenance." at least it was getting done now, he thought as he squirmed his way under the truck, replacement filter in tow.
Horsetaur Maintenance
Nothing good for the planes and airport maintenance anyways. there were a dozen different sizes of tubes to choose from, ranging from a 'mere' four feet long tubes to something that resembled an oil pipeline.
Unscheduled Maintenance
I pulled myself up from the maintenance space i was in into a main space. the gray and dim lights of the maintenance space was replaced with bright, almost blinding light and white. there was so much white everywhere.
Proper Maintenance
Helios, you should be remembering all of them, considering how much i worked on 'maintenance' with you." he chortled under his breath, though he also nodded.
Exosuit Maintenance
Deep within the ship was a maintenance workshop.
Maintenance Bot
That's the life of a maintenance bot. your current task was a very simple and routine one. go into the maintenance tunnels and make sure there's no spider webs, rats, freaky aliens, etc.
Your Regularly Scheduled Dysfunction
**Your Regularly Scheduled Dysfunction** ...
The Robotic Kitty's Maintenance Time
**maintenance in progress …** **\_** **maintenance stopped before completion. issues may occur as a result of an incomplete or mishandled maintenance. we recommend immediately resuming maintenance.** “huh? seriously?
Morning Maintenance
"just the general maintenance you wanted me to do. didn't find anything out of the ordinary, so _i guess_ you've been taking good care of the thing." "damned right i have!" she laughed compulsively. "it cost us half a fortune."
Routine Maintenance
Erebus shrieked, the cybernetic wyvern writhing on the floor of the shop. Much of his body had been augmented or outright replaced. A full exo-spine travelled from the cap of his cranium down the metallic ridge on...
Routine Maintenance
That was one of the perks of ship maintenance, all the little snacks scurrying around.
The Mixed Blessing of Improper Home Maintenance
Omar groaned like the aged leather beneath him as he slumped face first into the sofa. His spent but still throbbing erection slid into one of the many, worn, old creases, using the bear's shorts as protection from the fabric. He was sensitive already...