"Whats with all the noise?" Richard asked sitting up in the chair he feel asleep in. As Richard brought his right arm up to rub his head but he didn't know that it a prosthetic and smacked him self in the head. Falling out of his chair he looked at his arm he notices that instead of the formed plastic it was made from plasteel with some tech priest markings on it. "What the hell is going on," he said looking at his arm and not paying attention to the rest of the room.